Chapter 289

Jun Wuyue looks at Mo Xingshen with joy, but he is a little nervous and afraid of being rejected.

Although she is usually heartless, but today so many people look at her, if she was rejected by Xingchen brother again, it would be too shameless.

In a moment, Mo Xingshen nodded slightly and agreed.

With so many people watching, he can't let a princess lose face.

"But I came in a hurry. I didn't bring my piano." Mo Xingshen's tone is light.

"Ha ha ha, that's fine." Jiang Yintian Shuanglang smiles, "come on, take the princess and young master Mu to change clothes and get the piano!"

"Thank you very much."

After Jun Wuyue said thanks, he pulled Mo Xingchen with ecstasy: "brother Xingchen, let's go."

Mo Xingchen sighed helplessly and had to get up: "Qingge, wait for me here for a while."

"I'll go with you." Mo Qingge rises decisively and follows up.

After all, this is a place I don't know very well. She'd better not separate from her brother.

Jiang Yintian looks at the three people stepping out of the inner hall, showing a smile that is not easy to detect, which is a little cruel.

Stepping out of the inner hall, Mo Qingge is very conscious and follows them without saying a word, trying to give them some private space.

"Qingge, why are you so slow?" Mo Xing Chen turns around and doesn't understand his sister's "painstaking care" at all.

"Cough, I'll just follow." Mo Qingge said casually.

This silly brother is accompanied by a beautiful woman. What does he always go back to do?

The disciple took them to the side hall. One of the servant girls said, "Princess Wuyue, this way, please. The servant girl will take you to change clothes."

Another servant girl pointed to another direction and said, "little master mu, please come here. I'll take you to get the piano."

"See you soon, brother Xingchen." Jun Wuyue cast a reluctant look at the ink star.

Mo Xingchen doesn't care, and then goes in another direction. Mo Qingge also follows.

When she arrived at Le Ge, the maid saluted Mo Qingge and said, "girl, can you wait outside for a while?"

A gentle tone, very polite.

"Well." Mo Qingge agreed.

"Young master mu, please come inside." The servant girl then takes Mo Xingshen and steps into the music Pavilion.

The pavilion is luxurious and orderly, with many exquisite and beautiful musical instruments, such as guqin, konghou, Bianzhong and so on.

It can be seen that the owner of the snow hall is also a collector of musical instruments.

"Young master mu, please choose at will." The servant girl was waiting at the door, respectful.

Mo Xingchen looked at the neat row of guqin, and immediately saw that these Guqin are top-grade, using the best materials.

So he decided to pick one and leave as soon as possible.

Who knows, the slender phalanx just touched guqin, suddenly, many concealed weapons flew out of Guqin.

Whoosh——

Sharp concealed weapon burst out, ink star sink pupil contraction, quickly a somersault to avoid.

The next second, the wind blew, and suddenly more than ten dark guards in black jumped out of the dark place, one after another with weapons, and came to his face.

The maid standing at the door seemed not too anxious. She found a corner to hide herself and said nothing.

Everything seems to be planned.

Ink star sink side body Dodge, a quick step across the face of the blade, but eat a palm behind, was overturned out, heavily fell to the ground.

Blood, along the corner of the lip flow out.

Ink star sink finger bone tight curl up, cold stare them: "who are you?"

"Come and kill your people!"

Dark Wei cold voice words fall, the fierce palm wind, overburdened ground fell down.

Mo Xing's eyes are dark and cold. He is ready to fight to death. As a result, before the attack falls on him, he is easily resisted by a remnant.

Bang——

The seemingly light strength was extremely terrifying. In an instant, he resisted all the attacks and palms, and more than ten dark guards flew out one after another.

Boom——

With a burst of roar, the glazed tiles on the roof were overturned, the beams and rafters collapsed, and the walls were cracked, causing a loud noise.

A white robe fell in front of Mo Xingshen, covering his face, but it was still a pair of immortal appearance.

"Ouch." Those dark guards were swung to the ground, making a series of screams. The injured ones were injured, and they vomited blood.

The resistance at that moment was really terrible.

Moreover, Mo Xingchen can clearly feel that the white robe is also trying to restrain his hand, otherwise, not to mention a music Pavilion, even the whole snow hall can be instantly collapsed.

"Star sinking!"

I heard Mo Qingge and rushed in from the door.

What came into view was a mess, with all kinds of musical instruments scattered on the ground, and more than ten dark guards falling on the ground.

"Brother!" Mo Qingge is worried and goes up to help Mo Xingchen.

How can there be more than ten secret guards in this music pavilion?

The white robed man turned slightly and said kindly, "are you OK, young master?"

"Nothing." Ink star sink forward, bow thanks, "thank you for your help."

The dark guards in black are very powerful, and there are even two or three strong men in xuanhuang kingdom.

If it had not been for Bai Pao's help, he would have died.

The man in the white robe smiles and walks closer: "young master, it's dangerous here. Someone is trying to harm you. Why don't I take you away from here?"

"You..."

"Don't get me wrong." The white robed man said gently, "I'm not from the snow palace. When I pass by, I can't bear to see you in danger because of your intelligence. I'll meddle in my own business."

After that, the big hand has been put on his shoulder, the tone is harmonious and indifferent, but there is a little thought in the eyes.

This young man has what he wants!

The man in the white robe is on the shoulder of the ink star, and the palm of his hand turns into an invisible dark blade, with a little fierce in his eyes.

Hearing this, Mo Xingshen relaxed his vigilance a little.

Dark black blade, gradually approaching the neck of ink star Shen, showing a silver edge, cold.

Invisible blade, brother and sister can't see.

But Mo Qingge just felt that the atmosphere was not right. He was about to ask something. Suddenly, a fierce male voice came from his ear.

"Let him go!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold palm wind came to the white robe's face. The cold pressure seemed to solidify the air.

White robe seems to guess the comer, secretly hand, secretly will face the palm wind hit some, to the ink star sink face door.

"Ah..." Mo Xing Chen stares big eyes, facing such terrible palm wind, there is no place to dodge.

"Young master, be careful!"

The blade in Bai Pao's hand disappears, and he pretends to hold Mo Xingshen and protect him.

Then, the white robed man smashed the cold palm wind with his backhand, turned into a piece of snow and dissipated in the air.

Bang——