Ji Yunhuang and a small number of people were able to barely resist the music just now because of their high skills, and it was not too deep to fall into the illusion, except for their pale faces and slightly messy clothes at the moment, there was nothing else wrong with them.

As soon as Ji Yunhuang came to his senses, he immediately looked at Ning Xuemo, and then was slightly stunned

Ning Xuemo was still in the arms of Master Hanshan Yue

Han Shanyue wrapped her arms around her, and her hands were still pressed on the strings of the lute in her arms.

The gesture of the two people is indescribably intimate.

"Xue Mo" Ji Yunhuang couldn't help but call her.

The little unicorn, who had been drunk and asleep all the time, finally jumped up and looked at his master in disbelief.

Didn't the owner hate this cold mountain moon the most?

How to allow him to hold it

The little unicorn's voice was extremely sharp, attracting all the eyes of the others who were dressing up, and then they all opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths wide.

The women, in particular, had their eyes almost glaring out of the window

Isn't Master Hanshan Yue never close to any woman?

How could it be so intimate to hold that broom star

And the name of this "broom star" is still sealed by him

Ning Xuemo also came back to her senses at this time, and secretly gritted her teeth: "Let go of me" Her acupoint is still on fire

Hanshan Yue's eyes dimmed slightly, and she simply let go of her neatly.

Ning Xuemo stumbled for a moment and sat on the ground with a plop

It turned out that she was forced to dance for so long just now, and the strength of her whole body was exhausted, and she didn't feel it when Han Shanyue held her, but once he let go, she realized that her whole body was as soft as cotton, and she would suddenly fall.

She was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glare angrily at Han Shanyue.

Han Shanyue just glanced at her coolly, and as soon as she turned around, the person was like a light smoke, passing out of the window

"Xue Mo" Ji Yunhuang seemed to want to come over and help her.

But he himself stumbled, and just now the men had exhausted all their strength in that instrument fight.

"Huang'er," Emperor Le Xuan snorted in a low voice beside him, his appearance was also a little embarrassed, if he hadn't always taken care of the emperor's image, he would have fallen under the table.

Now he sat on the ground, and he didn't get up for a while.

Ji Yunhuang secretly said ashamed, and hurriedly hugged his father and helped him sit on the chair.

When she looked back at Ning Xuemo again, she had already turned over and got up by herself, gritted her teeth and rushed to the window.

She wanted to see which bastard out there was playing this immoral sound

"Hehe, Xiao Xuemo, your dance is very beautiful, I will come to you again" A rather ethereal laugh came from her ear, the voice was a little magnetic hoarse, very good.

Ning Xuemo paused, and her face changed greatly

This sound sounds familiar

It was the voice of the demon in red

How could it be

Hasn't he been kicked into the lake by her to feed the beasts?

Ning Xuemo gritted her teeth and threw herself on the window.

The pavilion they are now in was built on the water, which was originally prepared for summer heat, and there are many windows above the pavilion.

Ning Xuemo stood there and could see the panoramic view outside.

Under the moonlight, the lake around the building is like a mirror, and there is no strange character haunted at all, and even the cold mountain moon that comes out of the window is gone.

The others apparently had the same thoughts as her, and when they were able to move, they each ran to the nearest window to watch, but they didn't see anything.

The one who played the harp was gone

Monday, recommended ticket, monthly pass, walk up

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