Listening to the sound of the piano, it is pleasant and comfortable, as if a stream flows slowly through the heart, nourishing everything.

The spring rain is clear, it is clearly a sound, but it can make people have a sense of picture before their eyes, even as if they are in a world transformed with the sound of the piano.

This is only when the piano pitch reaches a certain level, the player can let the listener feel her inner world.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Xu Zimo felt very quiet in his heart.

The aisle is very quiet, with scarlet pillars on both sides.

At the end of the aisle just ahead, a pavilion appeared.

At this moment, a woman is standing in the pavilion, looking at the Weishui Lake on the other side of the pavilion.

A curtain hung at the entrance of the pavilion.

The curtain is made of fine beads, and wind chimes of various colors hang on it.

With the breeze blowing in from a distance, blowing the water ripples on the green lake, the wind chimes "dingdong" rang.

"Master Xu, this is it.

I retire first," the woman looked at Xu Zimo and said with a smile.

Leaning slightly, Shi Shiran retreated.

Xu Zimo walked straight forward and pulled up the pearl curtain of the wind chime with his hands.

The area of the pavilion is not too big, and there is a harp in front of it.

A woman in a white lotus dress was standing on the edge of the pavilion with her back against the door.

She has a very elegant temperament, just standing so quietly.

The long skirt is grand and slender, and a lotus-like shape is blooming.

Like a lotus, the lotus blooms above it.

The willow waist is slender and graceful.

Looking up, the snow-white neck is as pure as snow.

A flaxen-colored hair draped behind him, floating gently in the breeze.

The sun is shining, the spring is shining, everything is just right.

Xu Zimo sat at the table in the pavilion and poured himself a cup of tea.

Tea color is green, with a hint of sweetness in the bitterness.

"I heard that you only know about astronomy and geography, and you know everything for thousands of years," Xu Zimo said first.

"What does the son want to know?" Girl Jing turned around and smiled.

As if the snow meets the warm sun in February, the smoke disappears.

Xu Zimo only then looked at the face of the other party.

The eyebrows are like green feathers, but not like willow eyebrows. The eyebrows are curved and just right.

The skin is like snow, washed like milk, smooth and tender, and people can't help but want to try it out.

The teeth are like shells, the small cherry mouth is coated with cherry-colored lipstick, and the teeth are white and neatly divided.

There is a beautiful person, Qing Yang Wanxi.

Xu Zimo couldn't help thinking of a poem,

"Yun thinks about clothes, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Huanong."

Cloud wants to be her clothes, Huaer wants to decorate her face.

The spring breeze blows on the railings, making the dewdrops more moist and colorful.

Xu Zimo has seen many beautiful women in his life, saints from all the holy places, nothing can be compared with her.

It seems that her facial features are just right in every place, just right.

It makes people sigh that there are such perfect people in the world.

She has a faint fragrance, very faint.

If you don't smell it carefully, you won't even smell it.

But this fragrance seems to have a kind of magic power, once you smell it, you will long for it and can't stop it.

"What do you know?" Xu Zimo asked back.

Miss Jing sat down slowly, sitting opposite Xu Zimo, her long skirt spreading on the ground.

"The son wants to ask about his life, do you want to test me," Miss Jing smiled.

"But it doesn't matter," Xu Zimo nodded.

Destiny is very elusive, even people who understand the long river of destiny dare not say that they can control destiny.

Xu Zimo also possesses Chaos Bead so that he can get so close to fate.

Otherwise, with his Divine Vein Realm, there is absolutely no chance to deal with fate.

So he generally doesn't believe in fate.

"The son was born in Zhenwu Shengzong, and his status is honorable.

But along the way, it was obvious that he relied on the sect, and it was all on his own.

The son's love is not smooth, the person in love is not visible, and even if the heart is connected, he can never be together. "

Girl Mirror slowly tapped the table top with her hand, and continued: "The son was born with his own mission.

This road is destined to go dark. "

Speaking of this, Miss Mirror opened her lips slightly and said a word with a smile.

"magic."

Xu Zimo slowly raised his head, even though it was only a few words, he was surprised when he heard it.

These simple sentences included his life.

Xu Zimo found that in front of the other party, there seemed to be no secrets.

Except for rebirth and self-created world, other things seem to be no secret.

"I wonder if what Jing'er said is true?" Miss Jing asked with a smile.

"You do have some abilities," Xu Zimo nodded and replied.

"Is it just something?" Girl Mirror raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked forward to her, her red lips slightly opened, and she breathed a little blue air.

That appearance, can't tell how fascinating.

"Actually, I wanted to ask about the blood beast," Xu Zimo said, feeling a little unnatural.

"At the moment of the spring night, does the son just want to say something inconsequential to me like this?" The mirror girl leaned on the edge of the pavilion.

The figure is unobstructed, with long slender legs resting on the chairs of the pavilion.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I want the son to be a beast," Miss Jing smiled.

She stood up and the lotus dress opened together.

She moved lightly, and came to Xu Zimo's back.

Putting his jade hands on Xu Zimo's shoulders, he bent over slightly, his mouth leaning against Xu Zimo's ear with the breath of heat.

"There are true gentlemen, hypocrites, villains, and true villains in this world.

I don't know what kind of son belongs to? "

She smiled and said: "I think the son is clean and self-conscious, but now he is only one person.

The son is a man, and when he wants to, he says whether he has desire again in his mind.

Still Jing'er looks so beautiful that it is difficult to shake the son. "

Xu Zimo stared at the opponent and was silent for a long time.

Just spit out a few words from his mouth.

"I treat you as a friend, but you want to be me?"

"Puff," Miss Mirror couldn't help laughing when she heard Xu Zimo's words.

This smile was like an ice and snow smile, everything paled.

It seems that no matter what beautiful people do, they are especially beautiful.

Every move has a fascinating charm.

"Don't Xu Gongzi have any other ideas," Miss Jing continued.

"Just tell me about the blood beast," Xu Zi said lightly.

"Don't Xu Gongzi already have a way~www.mtlnovel.com~ Why do you want to ask me again?" Miss Jing said.

Xu Zimo took a serious look at each other.

"Have you investigated me?"

"A lot of things are useless by investigation. This is Jinger's natural ability."

"I don't believe it," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

He jumped out of the long river of fate, and many things were impossible for others to understand.

"But this is the truth, whether you believe it or not," Miss Jing smiled and replied.

"In that case, then I will leave," Xu Zimo stood up, preparing to leave.

"My son," Miss Jing called out from behind.

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