As soon as she saw the back of the person playing the piano, Xiao Yueying couldn't help but exclaimed deep in her heart.
It can be said that Xiao Meiren never dreamed that the sound of the piano would be played by this man.
"He...he can also play the piano..." Xiao Yueying was shocked.
That’s right!
The person playing the piano is naturally Zhang Yu.
Xiao Yueying's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yu, maybe because she saw Zhang Yu, her heart that had been beating wildly began to slowly calm down.
His attention was unconsciously attracted by the sound of the piano. This is an artistic conception that is indescribable.
The sound of the piano has an artistic conception, and usually people who understand music, or people with rich emotions, can easily hear the meaning.
Xiao Yueying will naturally not have any problems.
At this moment, Zhang Yu in the cell could be said to have no distracting thoughts and could not stop playing.
At this moment, the silver-white air flow emanating from the strings was intertwined with the red resentment emanating from the Rouge Sword. The silver-white air flow seemed to have discovered the problem, and rushed towards the Rouge Sword with all its strength.
Devoured all the rouge swords.
However, Rouge Sword had no intention of waiting for death, and the resentment exuded became darker and darker. Gradually, it was no longer pure red, but also contained black.
Yin energy! It’s Yin energy!
Zhang Yu also didn't expect that Yin Qi could emerge from this sword. With a thought in his mind, he hurriedly released the parasol, then activated the parasol, opening it out of thin air, emitting golden Yang Qi.
However, when he started to move the parasol, his fingers must have lost contact with the strings. Sometimes people can do two things at once, but it is completely impossible to do two things while playing the piano.
The airflow of silvery white silk threads was interrupted instantly, and the resentment seemed to be relieved, and then poured out more violently.
Not only that, Zhang Yu even saw a figure emerging from the red mist of resentment.
woman!
This is the figure of a woman.
The figure is clear and hazy, and she is wearing a long skirt. It is impossible to tell whether it is white or red. However, the woman's hair is so clear. The white hair can be said to be elegant, but it is also messy.
The woman's figure faced Zhang Yu, with a strange smile on her face. Even though it was hazy, Zhang Yu could feel a little scary, which made people's hearts tremble.
Damn it...she can't be that woman...
Zhang Yu's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help shouting: "Who are you?"
The woman didn't make a sound. Her body moved like a dance. Her arms were raised high and she swatted towards Zhang Yu.
Looking around, Zhang Yu saw countless flying sand and rocks coming towards him, and he was so frightened that he had to dodge.
Before he could dodge, the flying sand and rocks disappeared like projections. But the scarlet resentment completely spread and covered Zhang Yu's body.
Only then did Zhang Yu realize that he had to suppress the resentment in the cell as soon as possible. He quickly started playing again, and after playing for a while, the silver-white filaments of air flowed out from the strings, entangled with the resentment again.
But this time, the power of resentment is obviously different. Women in resentment can't stop dancing, and flying sand and rocks are constantly being stirred up. Although these are just appearances and will not bring any actual harm to Zhang Yu, after every flying sand and rocks,
The resentment in the cell will become stronger.
The silvery-white filamentary airflow can no longer dissolve the resentment like it was in the beginning, and can even wash away it. Once the airflow appears, it will be swallowed up by the resentment.
Look at this posture, I have failed.
Soon, Zhang Yu discovered something was wrong again, that is, he felt an invisible pressure on his body. This pressure made him breathless and made him feel suffocated.
"What happened..." Zhang Yu felt shocked.
There used to be resentment everywhere here. Even if people got into the resentment, they didn't feel anything unusual. What happened this time? Why did I feel suffocated?
Zhang Yu understood that if he continued like this, he would definitely suffocate to death. He also understood that the big iron door behind him could not be opened at all...
No matter...
Never sit still and wait for death!
Since the Resentment Song cannot directly resolve the resentment here, Zhang Yu thinks that he can only save his life first.
With a thought in his mind, he put away the Liuyang Qin, jumped up, turned around and rushed towards the door.
Even if the door cannot be opened, just stand at the door and take two deep breaths.
As he was approaching the door, he saw a person standing outside the door. This was a woman—Xiao Yueying.
"Miss Xiao, why are you here?" Zhang Yu couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.
"I'm here to see you, are you okay..." Xiao Yueying said with concern outside the door.
"It's okay for now, but there's something wrong with this door. I can't open it from the inside. Look outside to see if it's locked." Zhang Yu shouted.
"good……"
Xiao Yueying immediately observed and said: "There is no lock..."
As she said that, she grabbed the door handle and tried to pull it out.
This was originally a smooth action, but unexpectedly the big iron door opened easily.
As soon as Zhang Yu saw the iron door open, he rushed out.
As soon as she came out, the suffocating pressure disappeared instantly. Xiao Yueying didn't know what was going on in the cell. After all, there were many things she couldn't see. When she saw Zhang Yu coming out, she held her hand and said with concern: "
Is everything okay? What should we do now..."
"Now……"
Zhang Yu turned around and looked inside the door.
The big iron door has not yet been closed, and the location of the Rouge Sword can be clearly seen inside.
I saw that the figure of the woman in the resentment was slowly fading and then disappearing. And the resentment inside also began to dissipate. Not only the resentment inside, but the resentment in the corridor was also constantly dissipating, and then continued.
And turned into nothing.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu was a little confused. Why this happened was really hard to understand.
Xiao Yueying had been waiting for Zhang Yu's answer. Seeing Zhang Yu looking straight into the cell, she couldn't help but look curiously for a moment.
She could see nothing but the sitting white bones, the rouge sword and the carvings on the wall.
In her opinion, there must be a ghost inside, but Zhang Yu didn't run or move, and just stared blankly. What was going on?
She wanted to ask, but was worried about causing any trouble, but she was so curious that she didn't dare to make a sound.
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Beihua County Community is one of the newest communities in Wunan City.
In a 180-square-meter house, Xiao Zhendao was watching TV on the sofa with a woman. The woman was only in her early twenties and was not as old as Xiao Yueying.
Xiao Zhendao was sitting, with the woman lying on his lap like a baby.
At this time, the woman whispered: "Husband, when can you take me home..."
"You can go home at any time if you want. I'll have someone take you back." Xiao Zhendao said casually.
"That's not what I'm talking about... Didn't you say before that as long as... I gave birth to a son, you would take me home..." The woman flattened her mouth and said, "Now the son has been born... and then you said
You need to take me home after the confinement period...I am also after the confinement period..."
