Chapter 109 The Story of Butterfly Yunyu

"Yi Feng, is this your piano skill?"

Die Yunyu looked at Yi Feng with a smile, her eyes full of jokes. I have to say that this is very childlike and makes people laugh.

Yi Feng rolled his eyes: "Young Master is just trying the piano!"

Die Yunyu looked at Yi Feng with a smile. Her beautiful pretty face exuded the unique flavor of a mature woman, and her smile and frown were endlessly charming. She had seen Yi Feng's piano skills, of course she didn't believe how superb piano skills Yi Feng could have. However, this kid's funny ability is still very strong, and being with him can relax.

Die Yunyu's teasing eyes did not affect Yi Feng at all. He took a deep breath and secretly thought about the music score of "Xiangfei's Resentment". This song was once one of the many favorite ancient songs in his previous life.

Yi Feng gently plucked the strings. The awkward strings made Yi Feng somewhat unsuitable, and occasionally there was a little noise.

Butterfly Yunfu has slightly slight nostalgic. Although the noise is not obvious, it can be easily discovered for her, who can also be called everyone.

However, the mute sound of the piano was not always like this. When the strings of Yi Feng were plucking faster and faster, the noise caused by the awkwardness also disappeared completely.

Gradually, the overtones slowly, and the sounds are slowly pressed, like crying and complaining, and telling them in a leisurely manner.

Die Yunyu's face, which was not very serious, became solemn at this time. She sat upright slightly, looked at Yi Feng with her eyes fixedly, and her whole body was concentrated on the strings.

Yi Feng, who was pulling the strings, played it in a continuous manner. If there was a master, you would definitely find that the soul power was full of ink. With the plucking of the strings, the soul power also ripples, and invisible wave marks spread from the strings.

Butterfly Yunyu was already standing there, and this song made him a little dazed. Yi Feng's piano skills were not very good, at least far from himself. However, the sound of the piano that was so weeping and complaining shocked him. She had never heard of this song before. The most important thing is that it was exciting and should be a peerless work.

Yi Feng became smoother and smoother, and the strings of the piano were plucked in one go. Gradually, the whole space became quiet. The person was quiet and the heart was quiet. The sound of the piano was gentle, as if it brought people into yesterday. The people and things that seemed to be different from each other appeared in front of us again, and everything was still in my ears.

When the last note was thrust, Yi Feng looked at his warm hands. He was speechless: I didn't expect that he would perform well this time, and he never felt that he was so easy to talk about. If the water quality is put outside, it would be considered first-class.

Yi Feng was just trying to use his soul power to accurately modify the strings he plucked, but he didn't expect that he could integrate into the piano, as if the person and the piano were already one. He could pluck out his hands almost without thinking.

The most important thing is that this Mo Qing seems to have a special effect. His soul power covers it and actually resonates with it. The sensitivity of the soul power has increased by several times. What's more amazing is that when he retracted his soul power, he actually found that his soul power increased again. Only a layer of film was left after breaking through the eighth level.

"Damn, the piano that can improve soul power?! Not so awesome, right?!"

Yi Feng smiled bitterly, but when he remembered the weapon rankings that the old man mentioned, he suddenly realized. This Mo Qing is definitely above the spiritual weapon. No wonder Die Yunyu said that it was priceless.

When Yi Feng turned his head to look at Die Yunyu, the flames surging in his heart were outlined by the scene in front of him. His throat felt extremely thirsty. The woman in front of him was extremely confusing and wanted to pounce on him and eat him.

I saw that the pretty face that people were ignorant of was crystal clear. The proud arc kept rising and falling, proving the turbulent waves. The weak appearance and the maturity of the past made people feel a kind of spiritual trance. However, it aroused the evil desire in the man's heart.

If other peerless beauty is filled with rain, it will arouse her man's desire for protection. However, Butterfly Yunyu unexpectedly arouses her man's most primitive impulse.

"Depend on……"

Yi Feng cursed in a low voice, and Ling Yunjue quickly moved into his body, suppressing the rushing evil fires.

"This woman is simply a life-threatening woman..."

Yi Feng thought in his heart that coloring is empty, even if it is color. He found a tissue and handed it to Die Yunyu silently.

Of course, Yi Feng would not think that this song was so powerful that it could make people cry. I think that Die Yunyu's song should have evoked her memories. Qin Ketongxin is sometimes not a joke.

When Yi Feng saw that Butterfly Yunyu was still falling, Yi Feng sighed while making water. He reached out to help him wipe the tears, and occasionally touched the warm and smooth skin, which made his heart tremble. The Ling Shenjue in his body doubled again.

Just as Yi Feng opened his mouth and was about to say something, Die Yunyu actually threw herself into Yi Feng's arms and started crying.

The soft fragrance pierced the arms, and a warm breath rushed straight up to Yi Feng's body. Yi Feng could feel the amazing elasticity and charm of this extremely hot body.

"Die, I'm dead! I've been taken advantage of by someone."

Yi Feng sighed in his heart, but his hands were not slow at all. He hugged Die Yunyu's waist and the amazing elasticity of the tentacles made him feel a tortured mentality.

"That... sister! Are you okay?"

Yi Feng smiled bitterly. If this continues, it will be difficult for him to not turn into the Moon Night Wolf.

Die Yunyu ignored Yi Feng, and his head was buried on Yi Feng's not-so-wide shoulders and kept twitching. Soon, Yi Feng felt a large area of ​​wet on it.

Yi Feng had no choice but to recite the Tao Te Scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, Guanyin scriptures, Zhennan scriptures, and Fierce Girl scriptures... He silently recited everything he knew. But it seemed that there was no effect of praying too much.

When Yi Feng felt that his clothes were so wet that they could not be wet, he finally couldn't help saying, "That... sister, can you get up first?"

Just when Yi Feng was not in hope and was about to recite the Zhennan Sutra a hundred or eighty times again, a coquettish voice sounded, "Don't you guys all have my ideas? Now I'm hugging you, and you still have so many opinions."

Yi Feng was stunned and then said dissatisfied: "Well, if I can go further, I have no objection, but I am only allowed to hold it. I am very embarrassed. You know, I claim to be careless if I am pregnant (it will be vulgar)."

"Pooh……"

Die Yunyu spat, then she got up from Yi Feng's arms. However, the pretty face covered with tears always makes people feel infinitely evil.

"Well, isn't it just for a man? Isn't it so sad to cry?" Yi Feng muttered, and there was a sarcastic smell in his tone.

Die Yunyu seemed to have experienced a big cry, and her mood calmed down a little. She gave Yi Feng a blank look and said, "How do you know?"

Yi Feng smiled and said, "Do you know what the name of this song is? "Xiangfei's Resentment"! No one knows the feelings more than me. I don't even think about it."

Die Yunyu nodded, Yi Feng's piano skills were also first-class. However, it was far inferior to her, so of course she would not let her lose her composure. However, this song seemed to be what she did for herself, and every song and tune held her heart, as if this was her life experience.

Die Yunyu even suspected that Yi Feng knew her identity, and then she did it casually. However, she thought it was impossible.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

Die Yunyu suddenly said with deep thought.

Yi Feng knew that she wanted to tell a story about her. He smiled and nodded, and also wanted to know what story could make a woman who is so mature and cry to this extent.

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