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The teaching in the music room is still very serious. People who have not figured out Qin Yu’s way, but they think that this person doesn’t play according to common sense. They might disturb Wanxisha in the teaching class, but they don’t want them to be very obedient. They sit in the corner in a low-key manner throughout the whole process and listen to the class quietly, which seems to be non-existent.

After the long class was over, Qin Yu left the door first and was taken to the living room by the woman. On the way, the woman asked about where the fifth tao Ling was going.

It's not abrupt. After all, the fifth sword spirit has been following him before, but now it's suddenly gone.

"When is this? Sister, please ask where a man will go?"

The woman laughed and said meaningfully: "The Fifth Lord is not that kind of person."

Qin Yu rubbed Jiaojiao's head and blinked, "Okay, he probably was hiding in the same place."

Woman: "Are you afraid of being in danger, a girl? What a good senior brother."

Qin Yu: "I'm looking at me, afraid that I will do whatever I want."

Woman: "???"

Forehead.

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Still a good senior brother?

As a good subordinate, should she also squat in front of the door to protect her late girl?

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The reception hall is actually a tea room, which is very quiet and elegant, and is close to the water flow section, which is really a good place.

After Wanxisha finished processing, she saw her guest reading a book, and a fat cat was lying on the small table, eating pastries.

Every movement and one still.

One is still and one is moving.

Wanxisha walked over, "Sorry, I have made the Qingqiu girl wait for a long time."

She came to her and said, "A little blessed ceremony" was common to ordinary people. This kind of etiquette is often used by ordinary people, and mostly restrained women by boudoirs or rituals and music sects. It is extremely rare among female cultivators in the world of cultivation. Because most female cultivators are self-reliant, and the etiquette system is the same as that of male cultivators, a very small number of sects with incorrect Taoism will teach women in a secondary manner.

An outstanding woman like Wanxisha seems to have a contradiction. First of all, she is not concerned about the strong people or the powerful people in cultivation, but she also agrees with her identity as a brothel girl. This courtesy is a kind of openness.

"It's okay." Qin Yu collected the book and looked at Wanxisha, "I have to thank Wanxisha for giving me this opportunity and be willing to listen to me."

Wanxisha sat down, raised her hand to make tea, and signaled Qin Yuming to say.

"I would like to ask Miss Wanxisha to refine some pills or potions that can resist the huge poisons of Qianyun Poison Ridge for me."

Wanxisha nodded: "Yes."

Qin Yu was straightforward, but he was more straightforward than her, as if he had guessed what she wanted.

However, Qin Yu didn't ask the other party how he knew why he came to her.

Are you smart people? No need to ask.

Qin Yu reciprocates his favor and moves a scroll on his left hand over, "I have already written the song "The Sound of Mountains and Seas"."

Wanxisha saw it, but she didn't move, only savoring the tea and said lightly: "The way to write is in form but not in spirit."

Qin Yu: "Miss Wanxisha is so talented. She can only read the tunes a little, and she has her own tune soul."

Wanxisha: "Play it to me, didn't Miss Qingqiu say it herself before?"

What do I do?

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You haven't given me the medicine yet.

But Qin Yu did say that before, so she smiled and said nothing, "Then let's borrow your piano, girl."

She played, which surprised Wanxisha. She never thought that the other party was so easy to talk to.

It seems like he has no temper.

Follow her like this.

You know, she hasn't even given medicine.

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But Wanxisha didn't think much about it. The music was in front of it, so he should respect it.

The piano sounds in the hall, and the roof of the pavilion opposite the attic outside the hall, the fifth sword feather sat, pressing the knife with one hand, as cold as a rock.

He said he wanted to watch, but he really watched.

Suddenly, he turned his face and looked at the roof of the pavilion not far away, where there was a person standing there.

A swordsman.

Yan Yunhai.

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The song has not yet ended, but there are wind, swords and swords outside, like wind, thunder and flying shuttles, as if there is a light of inspiration.

Cut and split silk, roll clouds and bulge.

This movement and stillness were mixed into the piano music, but Wanxisha didn't care, and she also noticed that Qingqiu was playing the piano.

This piano piece is extremely stable.

As if no one else was around.

Until the movement outside has just stopped, just a song.

Qin Yu pressed the strings of the piano, swinging his sleeves lightly, and looked at the sand of the night stream with a smile, "Satisfied?"

This is like coaxing some child.

Wanxisha didn't say anything, just put his palm on the table and a bag fell on the table.

"The medicine is here, thank you Miss Qingqiu for a song."

"Thank you together."

The transaction was completed so quickly. Qin Yu was picking up Jiaojiao and about to leave, but suddenly he paused and turned around and asked Wanxisha: "Miss Wanxisha, do you want to make some other transactions with me."

Wanxisha put down the teacup and looked at her with a very vivid look, but she was a little charming.

"To enjoy the Tao, or to refine alchemy?"

"I can do it, look at the girl, you like it."

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Wanxisha saw that this Wuque Ludao Qingqiu is a panacea.

It seems that everything is OK, but in fact it never suffers.

Since she used "Shan Hai Butterfly" to lure her into a deal early in the morning, now again.

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A transaction without paying will make sure to make a profit without losing money.

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Qin Yu stayed in the hall all night and left the morning before leaving the next day. When he went out, he saw a woman squatting in the corner with her eyes burning.

Wanxisha also saw it, with a subtle expression and glanced at Qin Yu.

Jiaojiao took the initiative to explain, "It has nothing to do with my Qiuqiu."

Oh!

Qin Yu was disappointed and hurriedly ran away with the fat cat.

I saw the fifth sword on the pavilion outside standing with a knife, as solid as a rock.

That aura and that spirit are simply unspeakable, it’s a man!

By the way, there is a smell of blood around and there are also injured people.

I don’t know which wave it was, either it was for assassination or it was for testing because of the sand of the night stream.

It's over anyway.

"Thank you for your hard work, come and have some breakfast."
To be continued...