Breaking the Day

Mingzhu's five-string pipa gave Qianshanxue endless inspiration. He quickly re-composed the "Partridge Heaven" song, and then brought in musicians and dancers to prepare to re-arrange "General Banquet".

This time Qianshanxue was full of confidence and felt that another famous song that had been passed down through the ages was going to be written by himself, but he soon discovered that things were not as he thought.

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"Wrong, wrong!"

Qian Shanxue slammed his face hard, and glanced at the musicians in front of the hall angrily. Each of these musicians lowered their heads, their bodies trembled slightly, and their expressions were fearful and uneasy.

The dancers in the hall also stepped aside in fear, like sinners waiting for the trial, fearful and devoid of expression.

No one knows who Qian Shanxue is talking about, but they all know that Qian Shanxue is a very demanding person. His requirements are almost harsh. Even in the band, even with the accompaniment of the lobby drum, he still You can still clearly hear who has played the wrong note from the many vocals and parts!

Qian Shanxue walked quickly to a musician, looked down at her condescendingly, and said coldly: "Are you dead mother?"

The musician was holding the pipa in his arms, shaking like sifting chaff. She was not someone else, but the musician who was once beaten to death by Qianshanxue during the rehearsal of "Saijiangnan".

She lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, her fear was extreme, her cry was choked in her throat but she did not dare to make it.

Qian Shanxue couldn't help roaring: "You are deaf!! Answer me!! Is your family dead!!"

The musician nodded subconsciously, but shook his head quickly.

Qian Shanxue grabbed the musician's hair and pulled her whole person up, like a chicken, pulling her neck back, tears falling like broken pearls, she shook her head desperately, whining Weeping in a low voice, afraid to speak.

Qian Shanxue said angrily: "While shaking his head, then nodding! Are you playing with me!"

The maid desperately shook her head and cried: "The slave girl dare not!"

Qian Shanxue said angrily: "After rowing ten times, you are wrong five times! It means that a pig is much smarter than you! What use do you say!"

The maid cried: "Slaves damn!"

Qian Shanxue grinned and said, "Yes, you really deserve to die!"

After all, he raised his hand and slapped it over.

At this time, the surrounding musicians and dancers all covered their mouths, not daring to make a sound, lest they anger the demon in anger and cause a murder.

The flowers blooming in the nursery in the backyard of the mansion can tell them what will happen to those who have angered Qianshanxue.

Seeing Qian Shanxue raised her hand to slap, it looked like it was just a slap in the face, but there was never a survivor under Qian Shanxue's palm.

With this slap, this maid must die!

Seeing Qianshanxue's slap, she was about to shoot, and the maid also closed her eyes in resignation. At this time, a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Master! Good luck!!"

Qian Shanxue's palm hovered less than an inch away from the maid's cheek. He turned his head to look at the speaking pearl, his eyes faintly like a wolf: "What did you say?"

Mingzhu was also trembling with fear. She knelt on the ground, resisting her fear, and said in a trembled voice, "Master, please... be merciful!"

Qian Shanxue stared at Mingzhu and did not speak for a long time. The air in the field seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was depressed and tense to suffocate. One dancer even fainted as soon as he closed his eyes. Hao Xuan was the dancer next to him with eyes sick and hands quickly supporting him I did not let her fall.

Mingzhu felt a terrifying pressure overwhelming, her heart seemed to be held by others, making her unable to breathe or breathe in, her face pale and her lips trembling slightly!

Qian Shanxue dropped the maid in her hand and walked to Mingzhu step by step, staring at her with a cold and murderous voice: "Do you think... you invented the five-string pipa, you can be pampered and proud?"

Mingzhu burst into tears with fright, and shook her head vigorously: "The servant dare not!"

Qian Shanxue squatted down, supporting Mingzhu's chin with one hand, staring at her like a knife: "Do you think you are great, you can give orders to me?"

Mingzhu desperately shook her head: "Comparing slave servants and young masters, like a firefighter than a bright moon! The slave servants dare not have such thoughts!"

Qian Shanxue sneered and said, "Who gave you the courage?"

Mingzhu trembled: "Biluo is just...just bereavement, sad and flustered in her heart. The young master is the number one person in the world, naturally knows that the heart is flustered, and the natural sound of the piano is flustered, so..."

Qian Shanxue said angrily: "Is this the reason! She is bereavement, what is my business!! Do you know how much time I wasted because of her!!"

Mingzhu did not dare to answer, but was so scared that he choked and choked. Others bowed their heads. Some eyes were full of grief and anger, while others were the sadness of rabbits and foxes.

They all know that of course it has something to do with Qianshanxue!

Qianshanxue desperately rehearsed "Saijiangnan" before Zhao Feiyue before the ringing of the Wentian bell. At that time, because a musician made a mistake, he slapped the musician to death. The musician who was sent to replace with the finger is not someone else, but the sister of the dead musician: Biluo!

In other words, it was Qianshanxue who caused Biluo's bereavement!

But... Who would dare to tell Qian Shanxue these words?

Tell Qian Shanxue: Biluo's sister was killed by the palm of your hand, and the root cause of her mistake was you!

Whoever says these words will undoubtedly die!

With Qian Shanxue's character, how could he admit this?

Even... he didn't even know the relationship between Bi Luo and the dead musician.

In his eyes, they are not even humans, not a group of living beings.

They are his property, objects that he can freely control, even...a group of ants! This can be seen from the fact that Qianshanxue has lived with them for so long, but still does not know the relationship between them!

Qian Shanxue pinched Mingzhu's cheek, and said with a grin: "Don't think that you invented the five-string pipa, I will treat you differently, and you can be proud of you! Don't forget what you are! And ants! Dare to point fingers?"

Mingzhu lowered her head and cried, "The slave-maid knows that she was wrong, the slave-maid dare not!"

Qian Shanxue snorted coldly, got up, looked down at Mingzhu from a high level, and said, "For the sake of your invention of the five-string pipa, I will spare you this time! Next time! Humph, if there is another time, you will know as a result of?"

Mingzhu kowtow desperately: "The slave and maid thanked the young master for not killing, the slave and maid knew that the slave would not commit another crime!"

At this time, Mingzhu really understood that Qianshanxue is still the moody, murderous Qianshanxue. The appearance and talent of "the stranger is like jade, the son is unparalleled" is just his surface, and under this surface, it is brutal. Cruel, the soul of Kusuga's life.

Qian Shanxue glanced at her in disgust, then flicked his sleeves, and the long sleeves brushed over the edge of the lobby drum. This lobby drum immediately turned into dust, scattered with dust, and scattered in all directions.

After Qianshanxue walked away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they had turned back in front of the ghost gate and survived.

Biluo was also limp on the ground at this time, crying in low grief.

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After Qian Shanxue left the lobby, she soon saw a monk wearing the Tibetan Jin Pavilion monk's uniform greeted him and said, "Brother!"

Qian Shanxue glanced at him, and immediately remembered the matter about the junior who wanted to see him. He said unhappy, "What's the matter?"

This junior said in a low voice: "The senior brother of the Tibetan sword pavilion... has been eliminated!"

Qian Shanxue froze for a moment, and said, "How is this possible!"

With a flattering smile on his face, the junior said: "It's true! He was eliminated by Liu Xuanqing!"

Qian Shanxue said: "Liu Xuanqing? Who?" But he quickly continued: "Who did the tricks? Why should he be eliminated?"

This junior was stunned for a moment. How dare he tell the truth, he just smiled and said: "Cultivation is like a boat against the current, and the hidden sword pavilion has fallen for a long time. His master disciple has long been lost. After many years, the senior brother has such a record. Not surprising."

Qian Shanxue is just aloof, but he is not stupid, how can he not tell that this person is hiding something in front of him?

He sneered: "A bunch of rubbish! I tell you, don't play any tricks! Let the people in the hidden sword pavilion rush up! Especially that Li Chengfeng! The higher he rushes, in the future Tiange battle, I will Let him die more terribly!!"