Chapter 1123: The Cute Little General of the "Oiran" (8)

“……”

I saw him raise his beautiful eyes slightly, and first glanced at everyone in the audience at a loss.

Then, he suddenly raised his hands, looked at the knuckles that trembled involuntarily, and the crimson thin lips also pursed and pursed with the trembling frequency.

Seeing that the benefactors in the audience looked confused.

"Miss Latelon, what's wrong with you? You okay? ”

"Don't be sad, girl, it's nothing more than a broken string! …… I'll go to the piano shop and buy you a new one!" ”

"Hey, boy...... Obviously, I decided to buy a piano for the mulllion girl first! Why did you snatch my words away! ”

"Hey, you two fight slowly! Ben Gongzi will go first, lest the owner of the piano shop will rest for a while......"

As soon as these words came out, the sons and brothers suddenly ran out of Fengxiang Building one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and rushed towards the piano shop at the other end of the Eastern Capital.

However, Feng Lan on the stage did not show half of his happiness because this group of sons and brothers wanted to buy a new piano for themselves.

On the contrary, he trembled more and more, as if he had lost something very important, and his body suddenly overflowed with an extremely strong sense of loss and despair.

"Piano...... My piano ...... My tunes...... Can't play ......"

His lips trembled, and he murmured, his hands clenched and clenched.

At this time, everyone finally discovered that something was wrong with him.

Soon, several shadow guards dressed in Xuanyi quickly flashed from all over Fengxiang Mansion and gathered around Fenglan.

"The Lord ......"

Shadow Guard tried to whisper to him.

But before his words fell, he saw that his master suddenly waved his hand, and directly waved a deep internal force towards the broken guqin! Jiujiu Library

Listening to the sound of "click", the guqin sadly broke into several large pieces of wood.

The broken strings and sawdust were even more stretched and flew around, carrying his internal breath, turning into thin string needles and pieces of wooden hidden weapons, which sank into the pillars and floors around the stage, and even the tables and chairs under the stage.

"Oh my God!! Quick, everyone, get out of the way! Run! ”

The benefactors in the audience screamed in fright and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Well, if these things get into a person's body...... Even if it's going to die!

In the wailing of everyone, the entire lobby on the first floor suddenly fell into chaos.

But Feng Lan on the stage seemed to have lost his mind, and he didn't plan to stop his movements.

After he had finished the poor harp, he continued to turn his breath into a sword, and chopped all the tables and chairs on which he had been sitting when he had just played, and threw them around.

"Lord! Please stop! ”

Several shadow guards were frightened and wanted to stop them.

The sad thing is that their martial arts are not as good as their own masters, not only did they not stop them, but they were directly counterattacked by the masters, and they flew out one by one.

Seeing that the scene was on the verge of getting out of control, a fallen shadow guard hurriedly called a frightened girl next to him, and screamed in pain: "Hurry, hurry up and invite Miss Fenglan!" ……”

“…… Yes? ”

The girl was stunned, but she hesitated, "But girl, she, she's in retreat, don't disturb her......"

"If you don't go, our Fengxiang Building will be demolished by the Lord!!"

The shadow guard wailed helplessly, and couldn't help but fumble for a small wine glass that fell to the ground from the side, and threw it directly at the little girl's feet.

Only then did she be shocked, and she hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs.