The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 464
Now, Sang Mo really doubts that he traveled to this world just to experience the fatness of a multi-wife?Do you want to be so ecstasy...

If he refuses, but Wan Chengheng told himself that he can't escape no matter what, Sangmo feels that he is like a pawn placed on the chessboard by God, what should he do? How early to leave can only be determined by God.

Suddenly remembering the reason for the strange and avoiding eyes that Jimo Yu and the others had looked at him in the past few days, Sang Mo couldn't help but put his hands on his forehead and sigh bitterly at the speechlessness.

Eh!Eh!Eh!
Sang Mo really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh three times to show his speechlessness.

"Mo'er, put these aside for now, let's finish tonight's work first. The front is the secret place I mentioned."

Sang Mo's silence made Wan Chengheng very unbearable, but sooner or later she would know and accept these things, so he didn't want her to think too much, lest she get out of a dead end.

"Heng, if, if one day I am no longer in this world, please also tell them that it is also destined to forget me."

Sang Mo stood still, looking at the back of Wan Chengheng, who was walking two steps ahead of her, suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence, causing the people in front to freeze suddenly after hearing her words and tremble slightly .

"Mo'er, don't talk nonsense! There is no such if!"

Wan Chengheng resolutely dismissed the hypothetical topic that Sang Mo just mentioned, and he didn't even want to imagine such a result at all. Even thinking about it now has already made his heart constrict and ache, so how can he bear it? Losing her results.

"Hey! Heng, you should know that there are some things that you and I cannot control. The words that things are unpredictable did not come out of thin air."

Sangmo looked at the swaying figure in the lights, sighed, took two steps forward, held Wan Chengheng's arm, and expressed what he couldn't bear to bury in his heart, thinking about it. It can be regarded as a reminder for the unpredictability of the future. Summer doesn't want these men who protect themselves to live without her existence.

"Mo'er, let's go, let's go in."

It's just that, helplessly, Wan Chengheng ignored Sang Mo's explanation at all this time, and chose to ignore what he hadn't heard before, avoiding Sang Mo's hand, and walked forward quickly alone, not wanting to hear Sang Mo say something more serious. I can't stand the words.

"Heng..."

Facing Wan Chengheng like this, when Sang Mo came back to his senses in a daze, he no longer knew what to say. Seeing Wan Chengheng would rather choose to escape than continue to face himself, Sang Mo There was also a sudden sour feeling in my heart.

Knowing that there is no way to talk about Wan Chengheng this time, Sangmo can only follow up helplessly. It seems that the only time to talk about this matter is when the time comes.

After following Wan Chengheng's footsteps, he didn't go far. Looking through the lantern in front of him, what Sang Mo saw was a stone wall gate, which was not very tall. In this dark night, if he didn't look carefully, he really couldn't see it. It looks like a Taoist gate, just like a rockery and stone wall.

"Heng, this place?"

Sang Mo looked at Wan Chengheng who was standing beside him, and asked.

They are now living in the Puyang Mansion, so no matter what, they still have to get the approval of the owner of the Puyang Mansion before they can enter this stone gate.Thinking that Wan Chengheng had already asked the Patriarch of Puyang for instructions, but Sangmo wanted to know if the patriarch of Puyang knew something about their identities.

"Qing Yu told me about the place. This is his yard and backyard. No one can enter without his warrant."

Wan Chengheng naturally knew what Sang Mo wanted to ask, so he truthfully gave her an unexpected answer.

"Hehe, I thought the patriarch of Puyang lent it to us, but I didn't expect it to be in Qingyu's yard. It's no wonder that the lights are out of order. I didn't pay attention to the surrounding scenery."

Sangmo was a little surprised. She really didn't expect that this would be Puyang Qingyu's backyard, let alone that there was such a secret passage in his backyard.Therefore, Sang Mo wanted to go in and see what Puyang Qingyu was using inside. The man looked gentle and quiet.

"Come on, let's go in."

Wan Chengheng glanced at Sang Mo, said nothing else, just went up to a small stone pavilion that looked like it was carved out, grabbed and twisted it with his hand, and saw the stone door retreat.

Sang Mo walked behind Wan Chengheng, Xinmei and the others guarded outside the stone gate after handing over a lantern to Wan Chengheng, so only Sang Mo and Wan Chengheng came in.

Naturally, thinking about this kind of thing, Sang Mo also knew Wan Chengheng's intention to not let other people follow in. After all, what she was going to play later was the Hanyuqin, not any other ordinary musical instrument.

However, what Sangmo didn't expect was that after entering the stone gate, there was actually a secret road with nine twists and eighteen turns. Sangmo couldn't even remember how many turns she followed behind Wan Chengheng, and entered the stone gate. How many stone gates have been opened.

Anyway, when Wan Chengheng told her that she was here, Sang Mo couldn't tell where the directions were.

"Heng, this is probably the underground secret passage of Puyang Mansion, it's quite twists and turns."

After Sang Mo had a thorough look at the surrounding environment, he found that there were only four walls in the secret room, nothing else, and the space was not very large. Sang Mo even suspected that if he stayed longer, the air would be thinner.

"Qing Yu said that there are a total of ninety-nine 81 secret rooms underground, each of which leads to a different direction. If you can't remember the correct direction of the map, it is easy to be trapped and die inside."

Who knew that Wan Chengheng's answer to Sang Mo made her even more dumbfounded. This was more than just twists and turns, it was like going to the West to learn scriptures from Tang Seng.

"So, do you remember where we are now?"

After Sang Mo was stunned, what the prime minister thought of was where they were so far. If Wan Chengheng misremembered a doorway, wouldn't they be trapped to death in these 81 secret rooms?Thinking about it, Summer felt panicked.

"Remember, we are in the northernmost chamber."

Regarding Sang Mo's underestimation, Wan Chengheng didn't say anything, but gave her the most accurate answer.

In fact, Sang Mo's worries are undoubtedly superfluous. With Wan Chengheng's ability, how could he not remember such a little map, and he has seen more complicated ones, but he didn't let Sang Mo know.

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Seeing Wan Chengheng's confident expression, Sang Mo felt relieved, then turned around, took out the embroidery bag from his arms, blew it up and took out the Han Yuqin, turned around and saw Wan Chengheng's eyes unblinking Blinking is looking at himself.

"Uh, Heng, that, this, I, I don't know how to explain it to you, anyway, old man Yun Yi gave it to me, but I can't show it to you just yet."

For a while, Sang Mo didn't know how to explain it clearly to Wan Chengheng. Seeing him staring at the Han Yuqin that suddenly appeared in his hand so seriously, Sang Mo really didn't know what to say.So I can only explain one or two sentences in a hurry.

Think about it, I really don't blame Sang Mo for this matter. Originally, when the old man Yun Yi handed her the embroidery bag, he told her not to show the embroidered bag to anyone other than himself, so Sang Mo was going to use Han Yuqin When I do, I will take out the things I need to use in advance.It's just that, this time, it's in Puyang Mansion, and Sang Mo can't just carry the Han Yuqin around the market casually, so he can only take it out when he gets there.

Therefore, this kind of explanation can only be used to answer Wan Chengheng who has an incredible expression on his face.

"Since Senior Yun Yi gave it to you, you should be a beginner. I don't want to read it. Now, let's start."

After listening to Sang Mo's somewhat messy explanation, Wan Chengheng knew that it was not that Sang Mo didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't say it, so he didn't insist on knowing what was so miraculous that old man Yun Yi actually gave her, and turned to His mind was all on business.

"Oh, okay, let's all sit on the ground, it's more convenient."

Sang Mo put Han Yuqin on the ground, then swept the slightly long sleeves on the ground casually twice, then sat down on the ground, then looked up at Wan Chengheng and said.

"okay."

Wan Chengheng nodded in agreement with Sang Mo's proposal, but after nodding, Wan Chengheng did not sit down immediately, but slowly untied his outer clothes, took them off, folded them into pieces, and walked to Sang Mo Put the clothes behind Sang Mo, and then motioned Sang Mo to sit on it with his eyes.

"It's cold on the ground."

"Ah."

Sang Mo raised her head and looked at Wan Chengheng, feeling a piece of heart, and sat on Wan Chengheng's clothes, she couldn't bear to refuse such tenderness.

"Then, Heng, I've started, you can listen to it."

Seeing Wan Chengheng come back to sit on the floor opposite her again, Sang Mo fiddled with the Han Yuqin at hand, and after the audition was over, he raised his eyes to look at him, and signaled himself to start.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Sangmo's finger flicked and hooked, and the Hanyu strings came out with a bang. Afterwards, Sangmo's ten fingers began to slowly dance and shuttle, and the notes whirled out one by one, and they were buckled one by one. On the opposite side Wan Chengheng's heartstrings.

Gradually, Sangmo closed his eyes, and the familiar melody and skilled fingering also entered the soaring along with the unique mid-bass of the deep and thick harp...

And Wan Chengheng, who sat opposite to Sang Mo and listened, was also intoxicated by the beautiful and beautiful movement, but what made him feel even more amazing was that the beautiful expression of Sang Mo, who was still selfless on the opposite side, made him even more intoxicated. Fascinated.

Moreover, although this is just the beginning of hearing Sang Mo playing the Han Yuqin, Wan Chengheng already has a horrifying intuition that goes straight to the bottom of his heart, as if the results of Sang Mo's Han Yuqin mental method cultivation have completely surpassed My own expectations, and not just at 01:30, should be many, many.

This is such a shocking and horrifying result, Wan Chengheng didn't even dare to think about it any further, but he really wanted to know what the result of Sang Mo's practice was this time.

Therefore, Wan Chengheng continued to listen quietly with a feeling of excitement and fear.

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