---The ghostly voice of the silver instrument is cold and loud, shocking the ears and absorbing the soul at night,---
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Yufengxuan
At midnight, the first floor is so quiet that one can hear clearly the sound of someone breathing.
In the elegant cabin of the tea room, the light from the lamps shines randomly, illuminating the room brightly.
At the cooking table, a man stretched out his hand to hold the snow-gauze pot, and as the tea poured from the spout into the cup, the sound of water gurgled, the steam rose, and the fragrance of tea filled the room.
Jun Ziyan, who is still wearing an elegant blue shirt, has a slight smile on his face, his eyebrows are stretched, and he is as calm as water.
He picked up the snow gauze cup and tasted the fine tea in the cup with a comfortable expression. He sipped lightly and gently, and the mellow fragrance lingered in his throat, and it was as sweet as sugar.
Tonight, Jun Ziyan invited all the waiters and shopkeeper Chen out of "Yu Fengxuan" and coaxed and deceived them with terrible excuses. At this time, she was the only one left in the whole building.
As midnight approaches, a murderous aura lurks everywhere, which is hard to suffocate and makes people feel as biting as if they were in a cold pool.
Jun Ziyan has lost count of how many cups of fragrant tea he has had tonight. The worry in his clear eyes has become calmer, and his originally tense nerves have been temporarily relaxed.
Today is the fourth day. Not only did the murderous aura not disappear, but it became even stronger and followed it like a shadow. In the first three days, she thought it was her fault. However, it was not until the fourth day that the sharp intuition of the former lawyer made her aware of the situation.
serious.
The apparent calmness is just a cover-up, because she doesn't want the other party to notice her fear.
Li Yubai had gone to Peach Blossom Valley with Su Xuanhan at this time. He originally placed him in Yufengxuan to protect himself, but he was not there at this time.
Jun Ziyan smiled sarcastically at himself, it seems that tonight, there will be more misfortune than good!
To say she was not afraid would be an understatement. She was a woman, so how could she be so calm?
But there are more turbulent deserts that are unknown. Everyone knows that ‘Yu Fengxuan’ belongs to the jurisdiction of Prince Su’s Mansion, but there are still people who dare to have evil thoughts!
Who is so bold? Dare not to take Su Sha seriously?
In the dark night, on the top floor of Yufeng Pavilion, a forest-white shadow flashed in like a soul, half a bunch of messy ink silk moved automatically when it heard the wind, and half of the silver tools burst out with a blood-devouring forest light.
The man in silver has an illusive figure and floating steps, wandering alone and charmingly in the jade maple pavilion in the dark night, like a human being and a soul, like a seducer from the underworld.
The 'iron fan' in his hand opened and closed, and the sharp and cold ferromagnetic sound was very strange and frightening at night.
The man in silver clothing stood quietly in the elegant room where the light was still shining. The mask on his face flashed from forehead to lower forehead, and the murderous aura in his eyes floated wantonly in the night.
Jun Ziyan tightened her grip on the cup, and she couldn't help but hold her breath at such a strong murderous aura. Han Chan was startled, her calm face frowned, then she suddenly regained her composure, and asked humbly: "Do you like to drink tea? Zi Yanchuo."
I asked myself if there are still people in sight, if you don’t mind, please take a seat!”
There is no trace of anxiety or panic in the cold voice!
Suddenly, the man in silver gear took a step forward, his figure was like a soul, a cold wind passed by, and he had already sat down at the gentleman's table. The frightening white figure suddenly came into view. Under the lamp, the man's silver gear was biting coldly.
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Jun Ziyan only felt a gust of cold wind hit her, but this person was able to sit down in an instant, so that she could hardly feel a breath, which shows that this person has extremely high attainments in kung fu!
However, what she didn't understand was why such a master gave her such a strong and determined feeling that he had to die!
"Mr. Jun, you don't seem to be afraid of me?" Silver's ghostly voice sounded cold and horrifying in the night. The folding iron fan in his hand opened and closed, and the wind blowing out made people inexplicably feel chilly and biting.
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Typing on the laptop is so painful, it’s so slow~~~Ugh~~~ Maruko bursts into tears!