He smiled coldly: "This seat has never forced people, it's too late for you to regret it now." This seat can not need your qinqi, but it will also immediately unravel the spell on Yan Ziyuan's body. Reminds her of everything......"

Gu Ziyan's face changed greatly, and he shook his head hurriedly: "No!" No! ”

"Since you can't, you're going to fulfill your promise to this seat?" The man in black pressed closely.

"Good!" Gu Ziyan's face was slightly pale, he didn't know what would happen when he lost his Qin Spirit, but he had no way out now. He can't afford to lose Yan Zikite anymore and let this well-arranged wedding go to waste......

"Don't worry, you are still a normal man after you lose your piano spirit, you don't feel any pain, and you can even play the piano for a while." The man was kind and seductive.

It turned out that he could still play the piano normally, and Gu Ziyan finally put his mind at ease.

"How do you get this piano?" Gu Ziyan looked at the man like a dark night: "Ziyan doesn't know what to do, or is it Engong himself?" ”

The man said lightly: "It's not difficult, you just listen to my command." "If he can take it himself without asking the other party's consent, why would he bother to spare such a big bend?!

He instructed Gu Ziyan to sit in the direction he designated, stretched out his hands in the air, and a guqin appeared in his hand.

Gu Ziyan only felt dizzy, and the piano was also jet black, which looked a little weird.

The man placed the piano on Gu Ziyan's lap, and with a slight stroke of his finger on Gu Ziyan's finger, blood beads came out from Gu Ziyan's fingertips and dripped onto the guqin......

It's strange to say, Gu Ziyan's finger was obviously broken, but he didn't feel any pain.

After his blood dripped on the guqin, it did not flow, but quickly sank into the strings, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. And the wounds on Gu Ziyan's fingers also disappeared.

"Play a tune as I say......," the man began to teach the specific steps......

Gu Ziyan is also a man of words, one password and one action.

Half an hour later, Gu Ziyan slowly opened his eyes, the piano was no longer on his lap, and the black-robed man was nowhere to be seen.

He got up slowly, moving his hands and feet, and there was nothing wrong with him.

It seems that the man in black did not lie to him, although he lost his spirit, there was nothing other unusual.

He recalled the strange piano again, and he didn't know why, but he always had a feeling that it should be dark blue. And the black-robed man always gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

He thought about it, walked quickly back to his piano room, held a guqin, and played it with a ding-dong dong.

Familiar fingering, familiar tunes.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he can still play the piano, and he plays it well......

An old servant who followed him outside the door listened for a while, and suddenly felt that something was not right.

The notes played by the little master are correct, but it seems to have lost its soul, and it seems to be a little stereotyped, and it is no longer so fascinating to listen to......

……

A private room in a restaurant.

Ning Xuemo, Shen Jiuli, and Ye Feng sat opposite each other.

There are all kinds of dishes on the table, and the water and land are rich.

The dish is fried by the top master chef in the restaurant, the color and flavor are good, and the wine is naturally the best wine, showing a transparent amber color in the wine glass, and the wine is fragrant and fragrant, and it is intoxicating without drinking.