enchanting little sister

Chapter 206
Rong Zhi's expression changed when he heard the words, and when he looked back, he saw ten people chasing him, and he yelled strangely: "What a disgusting boy! He is scheming, cunning and cunning."

Each other, each other!
The corners of Bing'er's mouth were slightly upturned, a smile that was not a smile, Linghui's big eyes were bent into crescent moons, and a charming dimple appeared on the left cheek.

The philosopher once said: People who always want to take advantage of it will suffer from life!This philosopher is Luo Yuli.

At this moment, Rong Zhi had a sad premonition that he would soon be unlucky, so he had to jump off the wooden beast, and let Mo Yueyue control the wooden beast to run first, while he performed lightness kung fu and ran wildly with great effort .His black clothes are like flying lights in the dark alley, and like a red mandala blooming in the gorgeous green light, it is really beautiful.Binger's laughter came from behind!

This Jade Cat boy is really hateful... This boy really makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Wait...how did he know he was called Mr. Jade Cat?
At this moment, Rong Zhi seemed to see the red fire shining on him while running, and he was like in an illusion, with no way out ahead.

If the natural thing happened again, how would he choose?

As soon as he stopped, he vaguely heard the moving piano music, which reminded him of the days when he and Xiao Baifeng became friends. His heart-wrenching scene.

Now that he was traveling around the mountains and rivers in the painting boat, the stunning beauty in the other boat was playing the qin music, Rong Zhi couldn't help but be fascinated by it, the wine in the glass gradually tilted, and the wine flowed down his fingers to the palm of his hand, slowly The drops fell on the table, and after he glanced at it, he couldn't help being shocked.

If the martial arts of the Jianghu people have been practiced to a certain level, they can be superb, and the same is true for Qin music. Hearing the rhyme under the woman's fingertips is like a trickle, it has reached a certain level. Voice, with elegant feelings.

The feeling in his heart is really indescribable, and the girl in the pavilion is only 15 years old, so she is obviously very young.

She was dressed in white clothes that were icy clean, and her snow-colored skin seemed to be broken by a blow.

There is a kind of introverted temperament hidden in the charm, sitting there with the piano in his hand, pure in the enchanting.

The woman's piano sound is not as strong as that of ordinary singers, but melodious with the sound of gold and iron horses. The strings are noisy and eager, and the voice is high and low. The high-pitched voice came up again, and the jade finger was rubbed, tapped and brushed lightly. I didn't expect that the other party could play such a magnificent piece of music at such a young age.

The sound of the zither reached the sweet and melodious place, and Rong Zhi's heart throbbed inexplicably, his heartstrings seemed to be completely touched by the sound of the zither, and his heart softened. With his usual indifference, he was actually moved by the girl's melody. It is a rare piano art.

The children of the Xiao family refilled a glass of wine for them, reached out and patted Rong Zhi on the shoulder and said, "Young master of the Rong family, why did your eyes become so straight, could it be that you saw that beautiful girl?"

After a long while, Rong Zhi turned his head slowly, and said with a faint smile, "I'm just listening to the song. I listened carefully, and naturally I also watched seriously without knowing it. I actually didn't watch anyone, I just looked into the depths of my heart. .”

However, Xiao Baifeng's eyes were also looking at the opposite side, and his eyes couldn't help being crazy.

A few people nearby laughed and said, "You two are worthy of being friends! Look at a woman who can't even eat food and drink."

Rong Zhi endured the throbbing in his heart, and stood up with a smile: "Then I close my eyes and listen."

Several people laughed and said: "Is it just to listen to it? Don't you think it's a pity?"

"There are women like this, you can only watch from a distance and not play with them." Rong Zhi took a sip of wine and said, "Although the beauty is in front of your eyes, it has already stayed in my heart."

As soon as the words fell, darkness appeared again in front of my eyes, and the surrounding area was crimson.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to cover his chest, and stabilized his mind again, knowing that what was just now was just an illusion.

In this situation, Rong Zhi suddenly vaguely recalled that day when Mr. Yumao played the guqin on the way to Qin with all the nobles.

At that time, the sound of strings was so wonderful, although it was a different tune, Rong Zhi seemed to hear the same meaning now.No matter what style of music a person changes, the music has her own feelings. The feelings of Mr. Yumao and Yu Qingwu are very similar, but a little more melancholy.Just when he thought of this, he heard some weird tunes, the music was elegant and leisurely, the tunes were touching and gentle, as if to soothe everyone's heart, the woman gradually appeared in front of him like a fairy in the mountains.

Unable to bear it, Rong Zhi's eyes were like cold stars in the darkness, and he chuckled lightly: "This is an illusion, Yu Qingwu is dead!"

Although he often longs for the beauty to be alive, no one in this world will come back from the dead, and death is like a lamp being extinguished.

At this moment, the sound stopped abruptly, and all illusions disappeared.

Rong Zhi wakes up more and more every time. Looking at the flowers appearing in the night around him, he feels more and more strange. He suddenly stops, looks back and suddenly, in the wilderness of the forbidden area, the red poppies are blooming all over the place. It is easy to hallucinate.The night was gloomy, and he was sweating all over his body!

He stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard on the cheek, feeling the real pain, and he understood that now is the real thing.

Everyone around him fell into hallucinations, but he was the only one who woke up quickly.

Rong Zhi murmured: "If a person often indulges in illusions, then he must be very afraid of seeing reality, but in fact he is the easiest to see reality, and he just likes to avoid reality." He knew that he was such a person , and a person who often takes Wushisan, of course, is easier than ordinary people to distinguish what is an illusion and what is reality, just to see if he is willing to indulge?

Then he came to the unconscious Bing'er, and unceremoniously reached out and patted her on the cheek, "Young Master Yumao, you should wake up!"

Thinking of the illusion just now, Rong Zhi knew very well that if the events of that day were repeated, he would definitely do what he did in the illusion, so he was doomed to miss Mr. Yumao.

However, the girl in front of him always gave him a feeling of confusion, reminding him of another woman through her eyes.

But he, Rong Zhi, has never been a man who likes to look for a substitute, except for some occasions.

He slowly sat beside her, thinking of how to wake her up, but heard her whispering.

Rong Zhi lowered his head and leaned closer to her body, and heard her say: "Xiao Baifeng...this can't be done..."

After Xiao Lang walked into the forbidden area slowly, his eyes swept over here.

There doesn't seem to be anything special here, and it can be said that there is nothing special about it. The blood-red sky, the deep red sandstones, and a few volcanic rock flows are rushing and roaring. Everything is red, as red as blood. This color is the most likely to stimulate people's mind, especially for warriors who are more likely to go crazy.

(End of this chapter)