Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 73 Long time no see, Mr. Yan
It's just that Yan Ning also followed Yu Yan's hobby since I don't know when.

The woman in Tsing Yi stepped into the Qianyin Pavilion.

Yu Yan thought, if Yan Ning was still there, she would definitely be able to find her in Qianyin Pavilion.

There are very few sound cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals.

Only a few monks with extraordinary talents have the opportunity to ascend the avenue through Yin Xiu.

According to Yu Yan's knowledge, for tens of thousands of years, the Yin Xiu who crossed the catastrophe did not exceed a slap.

Qianyin Pavilion

To put it bluntly, it is a place for Yin Xiu to discuss and learn from each other.

In fact...

As soon as Yu Yan entered the door, she was stopped by a big man.

The other party had a hulking back and a big beard, and his arms were in front of her.

Yu Yan understood.

A purple jade plaque was hooked on her fingertips, and a Fuxiqin was engraved on the jade plaque. Looking carefully, there was a word "言" on the end of the Fuxiqin.

The big man's face immediately changed, and his originally stern expression immediately turned into respect.

He turned sideways, bowed and said, "Please, Your Excellency."

Yu Yan twirled the jade token in her hand, with a smile on her lips.

The big man behind him looked over from the corner of his eye, and seeing the woman treat the jade tablet like this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

As soon as he stepped in, the sound of Zhengzheng Qin came from all directions.

Yu Yan pinched her earlobe, her gaze lingered on the men and women in the spacious hall on the first floor.

There was a meaningful smile at the end of his eyes.

I haven't been here for a few years, and the business of this Qianyin Pavilion is still the same as before.

The moment she turned around and was about to step up the stairs, a purple figure appeared in front of her.

"You came."

There are only three words in the area, but Fang can say ups and downs.

The man's voice is more ear-catching than the melody flowing from the strings.

Yu Yan stepped sideways onto the steps by mistake.

The two stood at the same height, she raised her head and chuckled,

"Long time no see, Master Yan, but do you have time?"

The man looked down at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly and he didn't speak.

Just turn your back and climb up the stairs.

Yu Yan looked at Fu Xiqin behind him, with a look of anticipation at the end of her eyes.

Not to mention, finding Ningning is a purpose.

She came here for this man.

The top floor of Qianyin Pavilion

In the long corridor, red gauze hangs down on both sides.

Occasionally, two or three out-of-rhythm piano sounds would be heard from the rooms with the doors tightly closed.

Yu Yan glanced away.

End of corridor.

The man in purple pushed open the door, and he turned to look at Yu Yan who was obviously five or six meters behind.

The bottom of the eyes was smudged with a subtle joy.

His cold and clean facial features well concealed his emotions.

When Yu Yan walked in, he entered the room first.

"What about Ningning, have you ever seen her?"

Pei Yan's movement of playing the piano froze, he raised his eyes, his tone could not detect any emotion,
"Are you here to find her?"

Yu Yan nodded while holding her chin, she met his gaze and blinked peachy eyes,
"Of course, I haven't listened to the song for a long time, and I miss it somewhat."

"Ah."

Pei Yan lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "I haven't seen her before."

It was an answer to Yu Yan's question.

He sat down next to the placed piano, and the two were not far away.

A purple robe made the person extremely luxurious, and the man's bony fingers caressed the strings.

Tick ​​lightly.

A tone that was very different from what I heard along the way slowly flowed out.

Yu Yan's thoughts were still stuck in his last sentence.

Ningning is not here, could it be that she left?

Zheng——

Pei Yan touched the strings lightly, and the Fuxiqin made a low, muffled sound.

Yu Yan frowned and regained her senses, she picked up a grape, and the juice burst in her mouth.

The sound of the piano continued, and the mistake just now seemed to be just an episode.

(End of this chapter)