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Nie Xiaoqian, who has a rather cold temperament, does not want to argue too much with Xiaozhuo, a bitch... female ghost.

Even though she is the female ghost that grandma values ​​the most.

"It's up to you. If you can't complete the task, I will report it to grandma personally."

"Haha...Sister Xiaoqian, you should worry more about yourself. This year, I will bring a lot of men to grandma..."

Nie Xiaoqian didn't want to argue with him, but just looked in the direction of the stranger's blood.

Ok?

a little strange...

She knew about Yan Chixia and Xiahou Swordsman.

When did one...two more strangers appear?

He frowned and looked over, and for a moment, his expression froze.

In the room, under the moonlight, a beautiful young man was looking up at the moon, seeming sad and homesick.

That dreamy person who is like a person in a painting has never been seen before in my entire life!

She was so handsome that her breathing, which had long since stopped, was shortened, and her heartbeat, which had stopped long ago, was rejuvenated.

Then, he looked at Xiao Zhuo calmly.

"Here comes another one. The new one is yours..."

The room is mine!

Xiaozhuo: "???"

The corners of his eyes twitched. Xiao Zhuo didn't think it was a good thing that Nie Xiaoqian changed her mind temporarily. Suddenly, her pretty face turned cold and her eyes were stern.

"Sister Xiaoqian, this is different from what was promised..."

"Heh... I said, the new guy belongs to you. If you have any dissatisfaction, just go and complain to grandma yourself!"

hiss……

Xiaodie, as the lonely ghost under Xiaozhuo's hands, is very exciting.

Fight!

Fight! !

It's better to beat the shit out of me, then I'll have a chance to get ahead!

Unexpectedly, Xiaozhuo changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and pulled Nie Xiaoqian's cattails with a smile.

"Sister Xiaoqian has misunderstood. You want to put yourself in danger to deal with that smelly Taoist priest. It's too late for me to be happy..."

Xiaodie: "..."

He sighed secretly.

Looking at this coquettish slut, Xiaodie thought that she couldn't be so bitchy.

Chapter 296 Nie Xiaoqian: Rebel against Tiangang?

Yan Chixia always felt that something was not right.

this……

Ning Caichen?

The coarse white clothes were dirty and even sloppier than him. After he scared away the wolves, this man was even more snotty and in tears.

Although it can be regarded as repaying a favor, this image is just...

The corners of his mouth twitched as he glanced at the wooden frame Ning Caichen was carrying, hoping that he wouldn't throw it out.

Comparing Ning Caichen and Zhou Mingxuan, one has a good temperament, speaks well, and has a graceful demeanor. Even when he meets a swordsman who looks like a bad guy, he is not afraid at all.

For Yan Chixia, Zhou Mingxuan is the scholar in her imagination, and this...

"Are you a scholar too!?"

Ning Caichen: "???"

The old blushed.

angry.

Although you are my savior, you can tell that I am a scholar just by looking at my clothes!

What's going on with your confused tone?

Immediately he straightened his back, wiped his nose with snot, and heard the shaking sound.

"Of course! I have held books from sages since I was a child, so I am a scholar!"

With side eyes and chest folded, Yan Chixia felt that this person did not look like a scholar.

After all, with Zhou Mingxuan's beautiful jade in front of her, Yan Chixia attaches great importance to the word "scholar".

At least, I don’t expect you to have someone’s looks and literary talents, but at least your demeanor should be somewhat similar, right?

However, he is not a bad person after all, and it is okay to let him rest here for a night.

Protecting one is protecting, protecting two is also protecting.

As a result, Yan Chixia brought Ning Caichen back to the main hall of Lanruo Temple.

But Ning Caichen was so angry that his face turned red.

Yan Chixia's expression clearly showed that she didn't believe in his status as a scholar!

When they arrived at the main hall, they were about to argue with Yan Chixia, but the swordsman Xiahou looked disgusted and was much more straightforward than Yan Chixia.

"Are you worthy of calling yourself a scholar!?"

Ning Caichen: "!!??"

His legs were trembling and he took a step back.

I felt angry and cold, but I didn't dare to go near the fire in the main hall.

This Xiahou swordsman doesn't look like a good person...

Ah……

Glancing at the embarrassed Yan Chixia, she was extremely dissatisfied with Ning Caichen's arrival.

Forget about Zhou Mingxuan, his literary talent is extraordinary, his bearing is very good, and his attitude also gives him enough face.

Maybe Lanruo Temple's swordsman competition can be written down into a book or written into poetry.

This is a huge temptation for the Xiahou swordsman.

Moreover, he also believed that Zhou Mingxuan had the literary ability.

But this Ning Caichen...

Seeing this man with a sad face, taking out the embarrassing books in the wooden frame to dry them, Xiahou Swordsman glanced at the embarrassed Yan Chixia again.

Are your eyes okay...

The night gradually deepened.

The bright moon hangs, but the Lanruo Temple shrouded in moonlight has no hint of holiness at all.

Instead, it is filled with a decaying and gloomy atmosphere. The cold and dark atmosphere makes ordinary people turn around and leave after just one look!

But Zhou Mingxuan was enjoying himself, and even found a guqin while wandering around Lanruo Temple.

Seeing this handsome and picturesque young man approaching slowly, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but tighten her white skirt, feeling inexplicable emotions in her heart.

sad?Pity?Not willing?

Mixed flavors and complicated moods.

If he had not died, relying on his family background, he might still be able to get married to this young master.

Pity……

Just as he was about to appear in the pavilion to play the guqin for him, he was shocked to find that this... heart-thrilling young man was sitting unceremoniously in front of the guqin, playing the guqin with both hands. He obviously had some experience with the guqin.

This this……

With her bright eyes widened, Nie Xiaoqian always felt that something was not right.

Shouldn't I play the piano myself to attract this young master?

however……

"Kong——————"

The sound of the piano is startling and not at all abrupt.

The unknown music score lingers, accompanied by the elegant and fresh softness, like the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, blowing towards your face.

The melodious and melodious sounds of the strings rise and fall one after another in harmonious harmony.

The clanking, clanking, and chirping of phoenixes and cranes seem to be echoed by endless creatures, coming from the mountains and rivers in the forest, the wind and the prosperity.

The long and lingering sound is beautiful and intoxicating. When the young master plays the piano, he is especially cool and unrestrained. He is truly a master of the piano world!

It not only feels novel and wonderful, but also indulges in the beautiful scenery.

The moonlight is shrouded like silver-white gauze mist, the young master is as handsome as a painting, the sound of the piano is sweet and lingering, and the lingering sound is fascinating!

The catkins were held in his heart unconsciously, with a color of unknown meaning in his eyes.

This was the first time Nie Xiaoqian saw a man who did not follow the routine. Moreover, this man also staged a rebellion against Tiangang...

If the plot continues, should I hurry up and get eaten up by this young man?

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If it develops like this, it seems to be not bad?

Elsewhere, Xiao Zhuo thought about it and felt that Nie Xiaoqian's abnormal behavior was unreasonable.

In fact, both Xiao Zhuo and Nie Xiaoqian are the type of people who are forced to have no choice. They were both miserable people during their lives. To put it bluntly, even if they don't get along, they are not like fire and water.

Just unspoken.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Zhuo simply handed over the newcomer to other female ghosts.

Then he hurried to another place.

She knew how Nie Xiaoqian's white lotus seduced men.

While hurriedly walking, there was a faint, melodious sound of a piano that sounded like nature, making Xiao Zhuo's heart skip a beat that should have stopped.

Nie Xiaoqian?

No, not her.

Inexplicably, Xiao Zhuo seemed to be impatient and accelerated his journey, as if he was about to miss some treasure that would make him regret for the rest of his life.

It's near, it's near!

That clanking sound that seemed to cleanse the soul made the surrounding dead environment become full of life!

Lanruo Temple, which should have been sinister, was dyed poetic by the sound of the piano!

He looked up in shock, then froze in place.

Like the lifelike figure in an ink painting, he has stepped out of the poem and painting elegantly.

The sound of the piano, which is like the sound of nature, has already emerged from reality.

The unparalleled young master who should have been embellishment in the dream of the young lady from aristocratic family is already living in the pavilion!

Xiao Zhuo felt that his heart was numb at this moment.

Beautiful, so beautiful...

He should not appear in this desolate mountain Lanruo Temple, but should appear in the Family Garden and the ten-mile peach blossom forest.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure, and then his face became extremely ferocious and terrifying.