Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

The night breeze is blowing, and the lights are just coming on.

Pedestrians flocked to and fro on the street, and the sound of hawking was endless, and the prosperity of the capital was vividly displayed here.

Wei Zi'an left Baibao Pavilion, followed a few middle-aged men with extraordinary looks along the street and alleyway, and came to the place he wanted to come as expected.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the inland river of the moat did not freeze. Not only that, but there are also many bright river lights flowing down the river.

The willows on both sides of the strait are swaying, the spring breeze is swaying the branches, and the lewd music is swaying the heartstrings.

Standing on the flower boat, Wei Zian looked up at the gorgeous attic in front of him. The plaque on it was quite conspicuous even in the dark night. The brightly lit and wonderful scenery seemed like heaven and earth.

I still know how to play in the capital.

With his hands behind his hands, Wei Zian let the evening wind blow his cheeks.

The flower boat under the feet seems to be connected to the formation in the eyes, and it can move on its own without any drive.

Straight ahead, the destination of the flower boat is the small island in the middle, a small building with only one attic.

Sure enough, the background of heaven and earth is not as bad as it is said.

Wei Zian thought to himself.

Then it doesn't seem so simple for them to choose their own goals...

But Fairy Biyue is already her own, and Wei Zian still can't do the bastard thing of leaving after enjoying herself.

When I was in a daze, the flower boat had already landed on the shore with a 'click'.Wei Zian rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Hualou.

At the same time, on the other side of the river bank, a man quietly appeared with his sleeves all over his body, like an exile.

Wang Chong raised his hand and pressed lightly on his eyes, the light flickered, and he was able to see hundreds of miles at night.

"Brother actually went to such a place..."

Wang Chong watched Wei Zi'an walking into the heaven and earth with rather arrogant steps, and couldn't help but feel complicated.

In the afternoon, Wei Zian asked him to leave, but he didn't.

Because Wang Chong didn't simply go down the mountain to play, he was carrying a mission.

Do you want to tell Senior Sister Fu Ling?

Wang Chong frowned slightly, subconsciously thinking that he wanted to tell his senior sister, but he didn't want to betray his senior brother.

Moreover, I heard that those romantic places are very dangerous, and they can easily make people skinny and lethargic.

"As a junior, how can you back down at this time?"

Wang Chong's eyes gradually became firm, and he decided to cry together!

"Boss, I think I saw that kid."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps, and someone shouted.

"Where is it? Good boy, why don't you forget to visit the brothel? Catch him!"

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the sound is getting closer.

Hearing this sound, Wang Chong's face suddenly changed. These people are really haunted.

But just in time, I just tried the new trick I learned.

Wang Chong turned around, with a smug sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Today is the time for me to become famous!"

Wang Chong was full of vigor, and his whole body was swept away like a storm, and the surrounding willow trees were swaying and rustling.

"Boss, look at him glowing!"

"Asshole, this is a Qi trainer."

The face of the inverted triangle changed, and everyone took a few steps back with serious expressions.

"Look out, wait for a group of bastards!"

Wang Chong's insolent size, and then he clapped his hands fiercely, and a white horse appeared in front of him, with wings on its back, which looked quite divine.

"The art of transforming horses into fighting spirit."

Complacency flashed across Wang Chong's eyes, "Quick!"

A resounding sound, like a thunder rolling down into the world, made Dao Sanjiao and his colleagues flee one after another, their faces terrified.

"Boss, he ran away!"

Suddenly, a minion took a look and said loudly at random.

"what?!"

The inverted triangle was furious, "Damn brat, chase after me!"

Some people flee, some people are intoxicated.

Wei Zi'an gave the old bustard a low-grade spirit stone as usual, and then went to the room on the top floor with ease.

From the mouth of the bustard, I learned that this place is Fairy Luoyan, who speaks music theory among the four fairies.

It is said that the people who listened to her playing, no matter men or women, all had tears on their laps, and then revealed their true faces.

Many sons and young masters would bring their favorite people to listen to Luo Yanxian play a song, and then understand the true face of their sweetheart.

After hearing this, Wei Zian only took it as a story. After all, women in this era don't have such heavy makeup, so logically speaking, there shouldn't be much difference.

I just don't know if this fairy's skills are really as great as her reputation.

Thinking like this, Wei Zian gently pushed open the door.

hum-

There was a trembling sound, as if someone was playing a piano.

Hearing this voice, Wei Zi'an's heart trembled, feeling inexplicably sad.

wow-

Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded.

Wei Zi'an's guilt suddenly became even more chaotic.

He walked into the room and closed the door gently.

Standing at the door, listening to the moving music that seems to come from heaven and earth.

The big string is as noisy as a torrential rain, and the small string is like a whisper.Noisily cut the miscellaneous bullets, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

After Wei Zian finished listening, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

Such a moving piece of music is like a sharp knife piercing into the softness of the heart, which makes people cry and saddened.

"who are you?"

A crisp sound sounded, like a nightingale singing, or an oriole singing crisply, it is the kind of sound that can be remembered immediately.

empathy?

For some reason, Wei Zian suddenly thought of such a word in his mind.

"Master, you seem to have a tough mind. The world of mortals has been cleansed for a long time, otherwise you wouldn't just stand where you are."

Did not hear Wei Zian's words, Luoyan Fairy continued: "It's hard to find a bosom friend, you can come and tell me."

The boudoir bed in the room.

A graceful woman with a rather traditional atmosphere is sitting on it, her white and tender feet are dangling casually, and a pair of affectionate eyes on the light gauze, seems to be happy but not happy, seems angry but not angry.

She is the Luoyan fairy who is famous all over the world for playing a good song.

At this time, she was pursing her lips slightly, sweeping the zither casually with her slender hands.

The man at the door had sufficiently aroused her interest.

Tread-

coming.

The corners of Luoyan Fairy's mouth rose slightly, waiting for that person to appear with great interest.

"Fairy Luo Yan?"

Wei Zian walked through the green gauze tent and came to the woman's boudoir.

"I'm Wei Zi'an, from Dingshan County, I think you should have heard of it."

While speaking, Wei Zi'an let go of his hand, and a silver hairpin shone with dazzling white light.

"Young Master Wei?"

Fairy Luoyan was startled when she heard the words, and then an impression of this person appeared in her mind.

Her eyes moved up and down, looking at Wei Zian's face and figure.

He looks good, and his realm is quite superb, no wonder my sister chooses him.

There is also a pure heart, even I have also raised interest in that.

Fairy Luoyan smiled slightly, stretched out her jade hand and said, "Sir, please sit down, don't be restrained."