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One hundred and six chapters cloud water ballad twenty-five

Mo Yue sat in the courtyard, and the Qifeng Qin appeared. There was an icy blue shimmer on the strings. Mo Yue flicked the strings, and a warm single tone sounded.

"The night is deep and the dew is heavy. Why haven't you rested yet?"

Mo Yue looked up, and when she saw it was Mo Yu, she sighed, "I've been practicing for several days, but I can only play a single note."

"You are in a restless mood today and are not suitable for piano practice."

Mo Yue took Qifeng Qin into the spiritual sea, and then summoned a pot of wine, poured two glasses, and handed one of them to Mo Yu.

"Master, try it. It tastes delicious."

Mo Yu took the wine glass and tasted it, "Not bad."

"It's a pity that my disciple doesn't know how to drink. I'll save this wine for Master to taste." He said and handed the wine glass in front of him to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu took the wine glass and said, "Just tell me if you need anything."

Mo Yue smiled awkwardly, "How could Master know that something is wrong with his disciple?"

"If you were more obedient, you would either make a mistake or have something to ask for."

Mo Yue felt that she could hardly stop laughing. It turned out that she was just such an image in Mo Yu's heart, and she was in a low mood.

"Actually, it's not a big deal," Mo Yue looked at Mo Yu's face and found that his expression had not changed, "My disciple has been practicing outside a lot these days and cannot serve the master. I feel guilty."

"If you can gain something outside, it is not worthwhile to teach you as a teacher."

"But the disciple feels that it is better for the master to have someone take care of him in his daily life." After a pause, "How about the master accepts another disciple so that the disciple can feel more at ease outside."

Mo Yu frowned when he heard this, and there was a cold air rushing around his body.

"A teacher does not accept disciples."

"Why is this?"

Mo Yu glanced at Mo Yue.

"Too dry."

Then he stood up, put the wine bottle on the table into Linghai, turned around and left.

Mo Yue took a breath, why was the master so angry? If he didn't stop, he wouldn't stop. When he was unhappy, he would turn on the air conditioner. The air in the courtyard dropped several degrees, and it was freezing cold. Mo Yue quickly turned around and went back to the room.

But the moment he turned around, he saw a black air drifting past. Mo Yue looked up and looked in the direction where the black air disappeared, and then went back to her room to sleep as if nothing had happened.

Nan Juan tossed and turned in the room, listening to the muffled sound of the piano floating in from outside. She covered her ears with her hands, but she still couldn't stop the sound of the piano from entering her ears.

He sat up suddenly and rushed out of the door.

"Girl, stop playing with the piano."

Mo Yue seemed to be immersed in the sound of her own piano, and nothing around her could interfere with it, and she continued to play Qifeng in an unfamiliar and decapitated way.

"You can't stop calmly this early in the morning."

Mo Yue put her hands on the strings and raised her head, "Why is it so early in the morning? You are so sleepy."

As he spoke, he raised his fingers and prepared to continue playing the piano.

Seeing this, Nan Jue quickly stopped and said, "Where have I offended you recently? Tell me and I will change it immediately."

"Well, it doesn't offend me. It's just that there's something in my heart that I can't let go of. Once I can't let it go, I need to play the piano to calm down the shock."

"Your way of suppressing shock is quite special."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Tell me what's going on."

"Azhan, he asked me to find a master for his little sister, but after much thought, I don't know who to look for."

"That's it?"

"Yes, that's it."

"That's simple. Your master, God Mo Yu, is the best. He knows cold and heat. If Ye Li Nian is bullied, your master will stop there. He is guaranteed to be within the six realms. He will tremble with fear."

."

"Yes, but the master has me as his disciple."

"It doesn't matter, your master likes to have apprentices the most."

Mo Yue glanced at Nan Jue suspiciously, "Really?"
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