Little sister, is this evil still human?

While everyone was moaning and waiting for Muang to apologize to his teacher uncle.

But Mu Yan suddenly lifted his sword and slashed the ancient qin on the table.

A chirp, broken strings, shaking bottles.

Everyone at the door was foolish, shaking like a dog's tail in the winter breeze.

Oh, my God!

Is Little Sister crazy?

I actually cut my uncle's violin.

She doesn't want to live?

Mu Yan raised his head and looked at Luo Yunxiao with a bite. “Uncle Xiao, are you calling this a piano? Bull to piano, not like you! It's tragic enough that I've been slaughtered by a sword in there. You poisoned my ear with this demonic sound. How can you be ungrateful? ”

Grunt...!

Everyone swallowed: Sister Xiao, OK, so tough! She actually said so bluntly that Uncle Xiao was a cow-to-piano player.

Although, they also think that even a cow can play a string better than a teacher's uncle, he, they dare not say it!

Luo Yunxiao looked down at his broken violin and frowned slightly, "Bull-to-violin? You said I didn't play very well? ”

Muay grinned and grabbed the ancient qin that had been cut off three strings.

Her fingers were slender, pale and cold, with clotted blood on her fingertips.

When you can touch the only four strings left, you suddenly come back to life.

Tingle knock!

The softening sound of the violin ranges from gentle to exhilarating.

The whole fugitive listened drunk, drowned, and refused to wake up.

That's the music!

Seeing Muyan play last night to help Chu Qiu leave the clouds as cold as others, Muyan knows much more than that.

Pfft...!

Mu Yan suddenly shot the piano in front of Luo Yunxiao. “Do you hear me? Is that what you call playing? Stop poisoning our ears with your demonic voice that can't even saw wood! Little Master! Uncle!”

Everyone at the Gateway was so excited by the flush.

Little sister is right, Little sister Weiwu, long live Little sister!

It's like saying what they don't dare say!

Luo Yunxiao's long lashes draped slightly and cast a faint cut on a slightly white shiny cheek.

Then, somehow, somehow, there is a feeling of frustration.

Everyone at the gate took a sip of cool air and just felt like they had done something terrible and unforgiving.

The anger, excitement, the idea of forcing the palace to stop the teacher from playing the piano disappeared at this moment.

Even Mu Yan had some numbness on his scalp, but the voice had lost its momentum, "You, you play really bad, I'm just telling the truth. ”

“Jun Muyan, since you say I play badly.” Luo Yunxiao raised his head and looked directly at Mu Yan, slowing down, “so why don't you teach me how to play the piano. ”

Moo-hoon, teach him to play?

“Why?” She's busy like a dog every day, where she's free to teach him how to play.

Besides, seeing Luo Yunxiao's demonic voice pop up is obviously incomplete.

To teach him to play the piano, she might as well teach him to kiss.

Luo Yunxiao shouted, reaching out to hold the piano beside him, to move.

“No, Uncle!” The clouds scream, "Don't play, don't play, please. Little sister didn't say no! Little sister, don't you think? ”

He said, even gave Moo-yan a look.