My personal school belle president

Chapter 1059 The sound of Xiyao's piano shatters and the snow falls!
kill?

Hearing Murong Xiyao's indifferent words, Qin Yang's chest was filled with anger, he glanced at the sleeping Zhong Lingxuan, and said in a low voice: "Kill your sister, kill me, I don't care what hatred you have with the Asura banshee, But she must not die!"

Murong Xiyao curled her pink lips, got up and went to the edge of the bed, looked at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed, sighed softly, and stretched out her pale jade fingers to gently caress her face.

"Don't touch her!"

Qin Yang subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he rushed in front of the opponent, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to move forward. He couldn't help being shocked, and secretly guessed the strength of this woman.

"Women in the world are actually all the same, but some people have a good skin, and some people have a bad skin. Beautiful women will always enjoy more special powers than ugly women..."

Murong Xiyao murmured, and gently lifted Zhong Lingxuan's delicate chin with her fingers.

Qin Yang stared at her coldly, not understanding what the woman was talking about.

Murong Xiyao was silent for a while, and her red lips parted slightly: "Maybe it's because she is beautiful, that's why you pursue her, maybe you have some unavoidable reasons. But I want to advise you, if you don't want to make yourself sad, don't touch her." True feelings, in the end not only hurt her, but also hurt you."

"What do you mean? You want me to be a scumbag?" Qin Yang sneered.

"Aren't you?" Murong Xiyao asked back.

Qin Yang choked, glanced at Zhong Lingxuan, and had nothing to say.

"Come on, go out with me and have a chat."

Murong Xiyao said lightly, her delicate body full of fragrance flashed, grabbed the back of Qin Yang's neck and fled towards the outside of the house.

In a few seconds, the two of them appeared on the top of a cliff, below was the Xu family's manor, condescending, the lights were dim, and the figures of people passing by were like ants.

"It's so fast!"

Qin Yang was secretly surprised by the cold wind blowing on the top of the cliff.

Looking sideways, she saw Murong Xiyao silently looking at the bright moon in the distance, still holding the wine jar in her hand.

She was already tall and slender, but when the cold wind hit, she wore a tight white dress that clearly outlined the curves of the woman's body, even better than a fairy in Tiangong.In particular, some blue hairs were flying on his face, and the fragrance was refreshing.

Qin Yang's heart moved, and he asked, "Did we know each other before?"

He blurted out this question the first time he saw this woman, and now he asked it again.

"do not know."

It's a pity that the woman's answer is still the same.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to talk about when you put me on such a high cliff." Qin Yang sat on the ground carelessly and asked.

Murong Xiyao looked at him sideways, smiled slightly, sat down on the ground, raised her head and took a sip of wine, and said lightly: "It's really nothing, I just want to ask you a question and see the answer in your heart."

"What's the problem?" Qin Yang asked.

Murong Xiyao raised her beautiful side face, and lightly parted her vermilion lips: "If the woman you love the most wants to kill you, what would you do."

Qin Yang frowned and fell silent.

After a long time, he said calmly: "I once promised Yutong that I would not hurt a single hair of her."

"That is to say, if the woman you love the most wants to kill you, then you will let her kill you, right." Murong Xiyao stared at him with burning eyes.

Qin Yang nodded: "There is no doubt that I will let her kill. When I was fighting for the soul of the phoenix, I was almost killed by my own woman. Of course, that is not Yutong, it can only be said to be hers." Evil thoughts turned into illusions."

Murong Xiyao smiled faintly, and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you another question, if two women you like killed each other, who would you choose to help?"

"Sister, what's the point of you asking such tricky questions all the time? You are sincerely embarrassing me." Qin Yang said with a wry smile, "The women I like will never kill each other, they are good sisters ,Love each other."

"Answer me! If two women you like killed each other, who would you choose to help?" Murong Xiyao's eyes became colder.

Qin Yang scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, then said helplessly, "I can't answer this question, and I don't know what to do."

"Okay, let me be more specific. Of the two women you like, one is a bloodthirsty demon. If you don't kill her, all your relatives will die. And the other woman I want to save the common people, and I also have deep affection for you. In this case, what will you do and who will you help?"

Murong Xiyao spoke slowly, her beautiful eyes stared at Qin Yang without blinking.

Qin Yang pondered for a long time, and said lightly: "If I really love each of them deeply, then I will help the woman who saved the common people kill that big devil, and then I will commit suicide!"

"Whoa-"

The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The aroma of the wine permeated the air, but it was somewhat sad.

Murong Xiyao slowly closed her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, her eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and she muttered to herself: "He made the same choice back then...why did you still choose this...why... "

Qin Yang looked at this strange woman, wondering why she became sad again.

He thought for a while, took out the 'Xi Yaoqin' from the system space, and said with a smile: "Although our relationship is very strange, but in this situation, I think we should add some atmosphere, let me play a song The tune. I am a professional music master, proficient in modern and ancient musical instruments..."

Just when Qin Yang was bragging, Murong Xiyao opened her eyes and saw the guqin in his hand, her delicate body shook suddenly, and said in surprise: "Where did you get this qin!"

"Qin?"

Qin Yang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I got this Guqin by accident in the secular world, and it's called Xiyao—"

In the middle of speaking, Qin Yang stopped abruptly, then stared blankly at the woman beside him, and said speechlessly: "I'll go, this broken piano is probably yours, right? Your name is the same as it."

Murong Xiyao looked at the guqin with a complicated face, sighed for a long time, and shook her head lightly: "It's not mine, it was specially made for me by a person. I thought I would never see it again in this life."

"Well, since that's the case, I'd better return it to the original owner."

Qin Yang handed the guqin to the other party with some reluctance.

Murong Xiyao stroking the strings with her slender fingers, her eyes became dazed, as if recalling something from the past, her thoughts were racing.

"clang--"

With a flick of the finger, a deep note slowly flowed out.

But I saw Murong Xiyao's beautiful jade hands resting on the strings, playing the sound of heavenly sounds.

The sound of the piano came to his ears, Qin Yang looked at her obsessively, and in a trance, somewhere in the depths of his memory, a blurry figure appeared, which he couldn't see clearly or see through.

do i really know you
Qin Yang murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)