Mu Yan took a look at Qin wine, and then looked at the falling rain. Qin Jiu lowered his head to avoid her sight. Rain is also a confused face. Obviously, Luoyu doesn't know what the curse is. She frowned. After all, she didn't ask anything and turned back to her room. As soon as the tired Mu Yan came back to the room, he fell asleep. She did not find, there is a vision, from her piano watching Chu Mo from the room. Until she left, also still follow her back, until completely hidden behind the door“ Master, is she... The one you're looking for? " The sound of the kiss no longer has the usual indecency, only left deep dignified. Luo Yunxiao looked up at the silver moon, and there was no expression on his handsome face. But that pair of dark eyes, but deep, hidden waves. Just when she thought that her master would not answer, she heard the man's low voice, "maybe... In the dark... No one can escape..."... The next day, Mu Yan yawned and went out to Tianguang market to learn sword with little martial uncle. When I went out, I was startled. I saw a man sitting outside the door. The man was sitting in a wheelchair with an easel in front of him and a brush in his hand, painting on the canvas. But the problem was, at dawn, the direction he was facing was dark, and there was nothing. Is this drawing a ghost“ Third Elder martial brother, are you... Well Mu Yan asked cautiously, "how come you came out so early to paint without sleeping for a while?" Chu Mo leaves the action on the hand not to stop, even eyes also didn't Piao one eye to her body. But light mouth way: "yesterday you mingle in Qin Yin say of words, I heard."“ What? " Chu left to turn head to see her one eye, that one eye, Mu Yan all don't know how to describe. It's not only arrogant, but also expectant, with a trace of neurotic willfulness“ You say that one day I will get rid of my curse? " Mu Yan's body was stiff for a moment, and he touched his nose. "Third Elder martial brother, your ear power is very good. I thought you had been immersed in a dream!" Chu Mo left cold to hum a, "since is what you said, you must be responsible."“ Well, at least tell me, elder martial brother, what is the curse Mu Yan asked out this sentence, the look on Chu Mo Li's face was dim. He looked at the dark sky for a long time, then he said: "little younger martial sister, I was just joking with you. You go. If you are late, you will not be let go Mu Yan frowned. Why don't senior brother and third senior brother mention "Curse"“ How terrible is "Curse"? Is it more terrible than gut piercing poison and poisonous insects? She hesitated to leave, just took a step, but could not help looking back“ Third Elder martial brother, I really can't lift the curse on you now. " Every word, she cut the nail and cut the railway, "but in the future, every time you get sick, I will be by your side, weaving your dreams with the piano sound, so that you can suffer less."“ Even if I can't be by your side, I will come up with a way to relieve your pain. Do you believe me? " Chu Mo Li suddenly raised his head and looked at her with his eyes straight, "who are you?" Mu Yan smiles and turns her wrist. The demon harp turns on her hand. The sound of the harp curls, just like the sound of nature.