I saw Lian Chen gently raising his hand, his long robes fluttering in the wind, and the direction his fingertips pointed was exactly not far from Jinfeng Pavilion: Southeast Street!

Apart from the famous Nanqiao Street, Southeast Street is the second largest long street in Xihua City. Because the largest brothel "Jinfeng Pavilion" is located here, there is an endless stream of guests coming and going. Naturally, this place is much busier than other streets.

.

But...that's not the point!

The point is that she was "relentlessly" despised by Lian Chen!

Seeing the slightly raised corners of Lian Chen's lips, she felt a thunderclap above her head.

Who is Wu Ling'er, the youngest daughter of the famous Witch King! The number one person in the tree climbing world in Hopeless Valley!

There is a saying that goes well, bow your head when you should, and those who know the current affairs are heroes!

"Ahem, I was joking just now!" Wu Ling'er forced the corners of her mouth to smile like a fool.

"Oh? Really?" Lian Chen smiled, then stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture: "Then please invite Miss Ling'er to go with me."

Wu Ling'er nodded and continued walking forward with him.

The place where Lian Chen performs is...next to a lady selling scallion pancakes.

The corner of Wu Ling'er's mouth twitched, and she asked him patiently: "How did you... come to think of doing business here, when there are obviously better and bigger places ahead."

I saw Lian Chen calmly find a place to sit down, and then said slowly: "You can eat cakes nearby, it's convenient."

After saying this, he didn't forget to raise his finger and point at the lady next to him who was making scallion pancakes.

"...Brother, you are the eldest brother!" Wu Ling'er almost knelt down in front of him.

Perhaps because she had only eaten a few green fruits today and all the energy she had spent on the journey, her stomach suddenly growled, and then, a glow came over her face.

The scallion pancake seems to be quite fragrant.

….

So, on the bustling Southeast Street, two well-dressed men and women, with their backs pressed against the wall, were chewing on scallion pancakes in their hands without any image.

The lady selling scallion pancakes next to the two people was staring at them quietly with a very "loving" smile.

"Hmm, it tastes so good." Wu Linger devoured the food and accidentally choked on the cake: "Ahem! Water!"

Lian Chen on the side stretched out his hand and handed over a porcelain bowl: "Here."

A mouthful of cold water washed down her stomach, and her throat suddenly felt much refreshed. She breathed heavily, patted her chest, and turned her head to look at Lian Chen beside her: "Thank you, thank you."

Maybe she had been holding her breath for too long, her face was red, and a bunch of hair stuck to her cheeks. Under the reflection of the afterglow of the sun, she had a special sense of beauty.

The eyes under the black gauze couldn't help but stare blankly. After a moment, he reluctantly came back to his senses and raised his thin lips with a faint smile: "It doesn't matter."

His gentle voice floated over and melted into the sunlight.

She was full of food and drink. And she and Lian Shen's "showmanship" was about to begin.

This is Wu Ling'er's first time performing on the street.

This was more nervous than her first time doing export sales. She held back her heart that was beating wildly and looked up to see that Lian Chen had borrowed a table and chair and was sitting in front of the table, gently stroking her with his long fingers.

Play the strings.

He lowered his head, and the sunlight poured into his snow-white hair. The hair was rolled up by a breeze and passed across his fair and smooth side face. His whole body seemed to be illuminated by a layer of dazzling golden light.

Coupled with his luxurious snow-like robe, he immediately attracted a group of people to watch.

His hands are very good-looking, fair and slender with well-defined joints. According to modern standards, he would be a good piano player.

She felt that there should be nothing wrong with her here, so she could just be responsible for "beating gongs and drums" to attract attention.

She was just about to turn around and go shopping at a nearby stall when Lian Chen's magnetic voice with a smile suddenly came from behind her: "Miss Ling'er, that song "Er Quan Ying Yue", please give it to Lian and everyone present.

, play some.”

"..." Wu Ling'er's body turned stiff, and her face suddenly sank.

Does he really want her to mess with him if he doesn't open the pot?

Then, I will kindly help you.

"Ahem." Wu Ling'er covered her mouth and coughed twice, turned around calmly, and walked straight to Lian Chen's side.

Lian Chen raised his body, reached out and patted his robe, and said to her with a smile: "Miss Ling'er, please teach me."

Wu Ling'er secretly made a face at him and cursed: Old fox, let's see how I punish you!

Lian Chen, on the other hand, just looked at her with a smile.

Fuyou is indeed an ancient artifact. Just by looking at it, you can clearly see the rich spiritual power surrounding the piano body, like clouds and smoke floating on it. Your fingertips lightly touch the strings and gently tease them, as if they were from ancient times.

The sound floats throughout the desolate valley, like a mysterious sound with lingering lingering sounds.

What a piano! Wu Ling'er's face was filled with shock.

After thinking about it, Wu Ling'er also had some doubts about Lian Chen's identity.

Being able to reveal the artifact to the crowd so openly, and with just a few moves, he was able to defeat the century-old jade lotus.

Lian Shen is not someone to be underestimated.

The most important thing was that she couldn't feel his breath at all.

Is it another species outside the six realms?

Perhaps her gaze was too unscrupulous, and Lian Chen noticed it and turned his head to look at her. Although he covered his eyes with black gauze, Wu Ling'er still felt keenly that those eyes were looking at her at this moment.

Looking at her quietly.

Lian Chen called softly: "Miss Ling'er?"

"Ah?" Wu Ling'er finally came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the eyes under the dark black gauze. She suppressed her doubts and showed him an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I got distracted because I was nervous."

Although Lian Chen's identity is very mysterious, she knows that he probably has no ill intentions towards her.

Otherwise, there is no need for him to save them.

This subconscious trust made her feel at ease with him.

Therefore, there is no need for her to worry unfoundedly.

The most important thing now is how to... punish him.

Holding her breath and concentrating, she sat upright in front of the piano, stretched out her ten fingers to gently caress the strings, and then, the score of "Er Quan Ying Yue" appeared in her mind.

Although her erhu voice is not as hoarse and vivid, but...she can act!

Lian Chen's figure was tall, and the warm orange sunlight half shone on his white robe, reflecting mottled light and shadow, blocking her from the glaring sunlight.

And he just stood aside, staring at her quietly.

The eyes under the black gauze were filled with complex expressions, including surprise, curiosity, and a hint of... doting.

One song and two springs reflecting the moon, the sound is sad and desolate, and the sun at noon in spring has dimmed its light, and it is unknown when it has been hidden under the clouds.

The entire long Southeast Street suddenly became quiet, and only the sad music of the piano floated in the air for a long time.
Chapter completed!