Luo Yunxiao's face flashed a daze, then lowered his head, according to Mu Yan said, ten fingers gently“ Stop, stop, stop Mu Yan is crazy, "dare to feel I say a long time, you didn't listen to a word!" Why did she teach for a long time and still play the magic sound through her ears? Do you want her to live? Luo Yunxiao's face is expressionless. She looks at her. But mu Yan Leng saw a trace of innocence from that invincible handsome face. Mu Yan took a deep breath and read "this is my little martial uncle. I can't offend you.". Then he gritted his teeth and said, "next, you can play these three sounds for me. No one else is allowed to try. Do you hear me?" Luo Yunxiao nodded and put his finger on the string again. Because only Luo Yunxiao was allowed to repeat the three simplest sounds, this time there was no terrible sound like sawing wood. Muyan was relieved. "You can play the music score composed of these three notes 20 times according to what I just taught you. You are not allowed to try other music before you master these three notes. Do you hear me?" Luo Yunxiao nodded obediently, and continued to pluck the strings obediently. There is no piercing magic sound, but the music keeps repeating in my mind. Mu Yan's eyelids gradually heavy, finally lying on the table, deep sleep in the past. She didn't know. After she fell asleep, Luo Yunxiao stopped playing the piano and looked at her deeply. For a long time, he got up and gently picked up the girl and placed it on the bed. In the moment of releasing the girl, Luo Yunxiao frowned and suddenly turned to look around the house. But I didn't find anything. And in the space, Qihuang is jumping: "bastard little white face, who allows you to touch Muyan! You let go of me Muyan sleeps in a daze. It seems that he always hears the noise of Qihuang. But she was too tired these days, so she just waved and motioned to Qihuang not to make trouble, and then she fell asleep again. When I woke up, Muyan found that the room was dark and quiet. But the moonlight came in from the window, as if it had silvered everything in the house. Mu Yan only adapted for a while, then saw everything in the house by moonlight. There are still wine pots and glasses on the table, as well as the Guqin that has just been played. While he was lying on the bed, the little martial uncle was sleeping on the cane chair not far away. He kiss is small curled up into a ball, nest in the little martial uncle's hand. Mu Yan is a little embarrassed. She came to teach him to play the piano. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep and occupied his bed. I was thinking about sneaking back to my house. Suddenly, there was a flash of red in front of my eyes. I don't know when a figure appeared in front of the little martial uncle. Waiting to see the figure clearly, Mu Yan took a cold breath and called a low voice, "seven Huang!" Yes, the youth standing in front of Luo Yunxiao is red as blood and green as waterfall. Yili's face looks like the most evil spirits in the moonlight. Hearing Mu Yan's exclamation, he slowly turned back and showed a pair of red eyes. The corners of the mouth slowly rose, charming and bloodthirsty smile, rippling in that beautiful face. Mu Yan's eyes suddenly widened. Is this, is this Qihuang? Why does Ming Ming have the appearance of Qihuang, but his whole body is full of cold, crazy and bloodthirsty evil? At this moment, Qi Huang's hand slowly raised. I don't know when I have a dagger in my hand. It's in luoyunxiao's heart.