"Okay!" Shangguan Yifei waved his sleeves, and the recorder flew up in the air and landed in his palm.

Sitting cross-legged, Hua Wuxin swept the strings with her five fingers, and a string of crisp notes jumped out. Although it was not a tune, it was already the sound of nature.

He raised his head and looked at Shangguan Yifei next to him, and saw that the other party nodded slightly, hooked his fingertips, the sound of the piano hit his ears, his knuckles jumped, and the flute played long and loud, one was clear and the other was deep, which was a perfect match.

The melody is melodious, and the natural sound swirls slowly, as if complaining or crying, just like the heartbreak between lovers who cannot see each other, making people feel inexplicably empty of emotions.

Ling Mulao watched the two of them playing and playing, one dressed in dark red and the other in dark green, quite similar to Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi's mountains and rivers. The five fingers swept quickly, the strings jumped, Hua Wuxin's eyebrows moved, and she looked up affectionately.

The figure in the dark red python robe.

It's a pity that Luo Hua was deliberately ruthless. At this moment, Shangguan Yi Fei's eyes only reflected a hint of lavender, slightly raised corners of his lips, and a cold smile.

At this moment, a high-pitched sound suddenly broke through the air.

Hua Wuxin picked up the strings with five fingers, frowned, flicked her fingertips, and a wind blade flew through the air.

"Whoosh" sound.

The wind blade came fiercely, hitting the lavender figure in front of him. Ling Mulao was startled and dodged like lightning on one side of his feet.

There was a "bang~" sound, and just as she dodged, the wind blade flew past her cheek and hit the tea cup on the table, causing fragments to scatter all over the floor.

With a squeeze of his silver teeth, Ling Mulao looked at the fragments on the ground and his eyes suddenly sank. With such strong internal strength, an ordinary guzheng could actually use the power of Kuisu guzheng.

"Brother Hua, what are you doing!" The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and Shangguan Yifei stepped forward: "Rao'er, are you hurt?"

"fine!"

Word by word, Ling Mulao's eyes were as cold as ice, and he was staring coldly at Hua Wuxin when he spoke.

With an indifferent look on her face, Hua Wuxin, who was slowly getting up, barely curled her lips, revealing a smile that was against her will: "Sorry, I missed it!"

He put down the guzheng with a loud "bang~", his face was gloomy and uglier than Ling Mulao's.

"Seventh Prince, I'm not feeling well today, so I won't send you away!"

With a flick of her long sleeves, without waiting for the two of them to leave, Hua Wuxin groaned and opened the curtain and walked into the inner pavilion.

"Dingling bell~" The beads collided crisply, and the shockingly beautiful face disappeared before his eyes.

After leaving the room, Shangguan Yifei had a guilty look on his face: "Rao'er, Brother Hua is not usually like this. Maybe it's because I didn't say hello in advance, so he felt unhappy. Don't take it to heart. Next time, I will definitely ask him to give it to me personally."

You apologize."

"No need, I'm not angry!"

Ling Mulao's face was cold, and she couldn't tell whether she was angry or happy when she spoke. She just felt that this face looked more and more like a certain person, but she didn't know it.

After hearing her answer, Shangguan Yifei pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment.

After the two of them walked a few steps, they saw another door with the three characters "Naihe Bridge" written on it.

"What is this room?"

Ling Mulao frowned, what a strange name.

"Erase someone's memory. As long as you don't want to remember it, it will be as if it never happened when you enter this room." Shangguan Yifei stopped at the door and replied calmly.

"So amazing!"
Chapter completed!