There is a Chu Yingge at home, and she is careful.

Nangui has been healing his wounds in the room, and Nian Jinshu has no intention of asking about Nangui.

She was not seriously injured and sat under the peach tree in the yard to play the harmonica.

The afternoon sun is just right, and the girl is sitting under the peach blossom tree, her face is more colorful than the peach blossoms, and the country is fragrant. She is quiet and gentle, playing a warm song.

Inside the door.

Nan Gui was regulating his breathing, circulating his spiritual energy all over his body to recover from internal injuries, and a faint demonic energy spread on his body. The demonic energy on his body was heavier than the Nian Jinshu, and he wanted to expel all of it.

Hearing the sound of the harmonica, Nangui opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes under the mask were extremely clear.

After a long time, he closed his eyes.

The demonic energy on the body is slowly fading.

The buns were holding a plate of walnuts under the corridor and eating them, listening to the New Year's musical scriptures and playing the harmonica.

Several demon teenagers had never heard of the songs from the Xizhou Continent, and they were fascinated by the listening.

The roses in the courtyard are fighting beautifully, and there are a group of listeners under the corridor.

Nian Jinshu has been practicing scattered since childhood, but his six arts are excellent, and he is not inferior to Chu Yingge.

The harmonica is still from the young geese.

Originally, it was a harmonica specialty of the Beast of the Night, and was made with the spine of the Beast of the Night. Later, it was spread throughout the major immortal gates. After improvement, various tunes were doubled. This is a song with the charm of Wanping City.

The gentleness of the Jiangnan water town and the brightness of the March sky.

After the song, Baozi asked, "Your song is pretty good."

"Excessive award."

The bun spit out a walnut shell that had not been knocked clean, "Can you play another song? It's exciting."

Nian Jinshu looked at a row of demon teenagers under the corridor. The buns were crossed and their legs were very leisurely. Nian Jinshu chuckled and said, "You have to collect money for your art. Do you give it money? One hundred magic coins are a song."

Baozi tskated, "I have calculated the money for breakfast, I have calculated the lunch, and by the way, I have calculated the money for medicine."

He pointed at the yard with his back finger, "This yard has a rent of one thousand magic coins a day. I don't care about it, so I allow you to owe it."

Nian Jinshu, "Brother, I was wrong. What do you want to listen to? Just be at will."

"No money?"

“Free.”

Baozi smiled and had no sincerity, "That's so sorry."

Nian Jinshu, "It's okay, I'll show you the art and culture of the Xizhou continent, which is also quite good."

The two were clamoring, and suddenly they heard a sound of horse hooves. Nian Jinshu's expression sank. She remembered that such a sound of horse hooves was a unique carriage of the demon clan.

The horse is twice as tall as the horse on the Xizhou continent, thick and powerful, and stepping on the ground is like thunder.

A group of people stopped in front of the courtyard, and Nian Jinshu looked outside. This was a carriage led by four horses. The carriage was extremely luxurious and decorated with various bright yellow yarns.

The yarn waving with the wind, and a figure appeared in the carriage.

There is a team of guards around the carriage. They are dressed in typical demons, wearing all the same half-silver masks, tall, holding a spear in hand, and the carriage is equipped with the flag of the Fantasy Moon Villa.

The guards are uniform and uniform in their paces and are imposing.

Baozi led the man outside to wait, crossed his hands to his chest, bowed and bowed, "I have met Mr. Banxia."

Lin Banxia, ​​the young master of Fantasy Moon Villa.

"I want to meet the woman who has taken the Star Konjac." A cold and snow-like voice came from the carriage.

The breeze blew up the silk gauze, and the New Year's Jinshu stood on the peach blossom branches and saw a purple corner of his clothes.

Baozi chuckled and said, "Mr. Banxia, ​​I just collected money and provided food and accommodation. Actually... we are not very familiar with each other."
Chapter completed!