Raising Evil Spirits

I hurriedly supported her, but she leaned on me as if she had no strength, and when I was about to help her home, she pushed me, and then staggered to the ruins of the pavilion. Then, he fumbled and put the piano back on his knees, and then looked at me with blurred eyes.

I was about to persuade a few words, but the stubborn Mengxuejun slenderly pointed, and the sound of the piano interrupted what I was about to say. Even if I was about to put the hip flask back, she stopped it: "You still count. Man?"

"I..." I secretly said horribly. It is because I am a man that I didn't move you. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin and I don't know good people.

If I didn’t take a sip, I wouldn’t be able to put down the hip flask. I had no choice but to take another sip. As a result, a emptiness helped lift the hip flask, and the wine poured into my throat. I was caught off guard and took a sip. After that, the rest was also choked out, and Monarch Mengxue at the pavilion saw this scene and giggled: "You, don't force you...you just don't drink..."

I feel helpless, but I can't help it. This woman is usually lonely here, and now she seldom laughs while enjoying the wine. This is as precious as the blossoming iron tree. Why should I disturb her dreams? So he smiled and said, "Meng Xuejun, you look good when you smile."

When Meng Xuejun heard it, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly laughed, and started playing again: "Quick dance sword...Don't just talk about these nice things..."

I thought to myself that she wouldn't give up until she finished the dance this time. It's better to finish the work altogether. She has nothing to do with her. When the time comes, she will be sent to the bedroom and this matter will be over.

As a result, thinking about it this way, the sword dance became a bit late. The more you want to stay awake, the easier it is to be affected by the other party. The ninth song is the hardest song, and the hint is of course the strongest. At the moment, Shangmengxuejun's mood is like a small deer bumping into it. I just smashed the pot of wine, and I felt that the power of the wine was too strong, and it was hard not to follow her rhythm.

In this way, the swordsmanship has actually tasted the sword master's routine, and I finally felt the kind of free and unfettered sword intent brought by Drunken Sword.

哐!

However, because I thought of the sword of Sword Master in my heart, it was inevitable that I would deliberately imitate the opponent's swordsmanship because he had drunk, which of course was incompatible with the ninth song, and it suddenly detonated a sound wave.

The entire scene Baixue suddenly dispersed, and Monarch Mengxue's long hair also drifted away, even the simple accessories that he had worn on his head were blown away by the wind, and his clothes were inevitably messy.

I blamed myself and quickly prepared to apologize, but Mengxuejun was indifferent, her face was like a pink spring, and she was bright and radiant. I watched her still playing, and had to restart swordsmanship, but I didn’t have any effort. , The difficulty of this ninth song really is reflected again.

Meng Xuejun didn't persuade him to drink at this time. He knelt and sat there as if in a dream, with his fingers pressed on the strings, as if he wanted to hear the sword and play, one forgets me completely, and the other is minded. How can he make a song to its extreme? When I stopped, I took the initiative to pick up the hip flask that fell on the floor and poured the rest of the wine into my belly.

After drinking almost two pots, I only feel that my veins are hot and oily. It can be said that this fairy wine is a test of veins, and it also allows me to instantly shield all distracting thoughts. There is only one person in my eyes at this moment. .

Taking a deep breath, I slowly raised my hand, and then the sword pierced out like a rainbow. When the sword was retracted, the sound of the flute played, and it blended with the sound of Mengxuejun’s flute thoroughly. We already knew nine tunes. Of course, in addition to these piano tunes and sword sounds, I also felt ignorant in my mind. Without distracting thoughts, I also began to dance with the rhythm of the piano sounds. For a while, I just felt like it came. It's like a new world.

The sound of the piano is the release of the spirit, and of course the same is true for the sword sound. In a world of total selflessness, I only have the control of the sword sound, and I have no other thoughts. I just want to play a ensemble that blends with the sound of the piano. The sword song comes.

I don’t know whether the real existence is just in the illusion. When I danced the sword song wildly, the slender figure of Monarch Mengxue also appeared next to me. She played the piano with one hand and the strings with the other. When I was walking the sword, she followed me without any mistakes. The moment I took the sword, she followed me to pluck the strings once, and the rhythm was as if two people had played countless times.

The words of the dragon and the phoenix are lingering, and I only feel that I am falling on a jade plate in the high mountain and flowing water, and like the fairy sound around the beam, endless like a thread, I can't help but hug her waist lightly and dance with her. Until the last note is completely played.

I don’t know when this song will be performed. The wind and snow are lingering. I finally opened my eyes when I was intoxicated by Mengxue Jun’s playing. At this moment, Mengxue Jun was already lying on the guqin, making a faint snoring sound. , The thin snow covered her beautiful blue silk, obviously she could not hold back to sleep.

I shook my head and smiled. Then the long sword was thrown to the ground, and then it was pointed at her, but I didn’t know what was going on. It was only three or four feet away, but I felt it was very difficult. I knew it was a bit on the top this time. But he won't fall down when he reaches her.

Gently patted her on the shoulder, seeing that she didn't respond, I could only hold her up.

Meng Xuejun slept quietly in my arms, Qingsi hanging down her cheeks, and she looked drunk and dreamy, like an innocent and ignorant girl, and could not match the ice and snow beauty who was a thousand miles away before.

"Now I know... I'm afraid you won't give this tomorrow... The fake wine will cause a headache." I laughed at her, and staggered her into the Xiaozhu.

When I first came in, I almost figured out the layout of this residence, so I entered her boudoir without much effort.

Looking at this room is just like her temperament, there is almost no extra furnishings, I not only want to mock her a few words, but at this time, I can't think of what to say for a while, just feel that my mind is beginning to lose consciousness for a while. , I hurriedly put her on the bed with a bad heart.

Feeling the icy cold here, I lifted my eyelids and glanced around. Only then did I pull up a quilt. As a result, my hands and brain had reached the point where it was difficult to cooperate. I turned the white skirt over and realized that I had pulled it wrong. Fortunately, there are still trousers in Meng Xuejun's skirt, so she won't let her disappear.

But this wrong hand made Mengxuejun suddenly open her eyes, and I was also stunned for an instant, but it seemed to find that it was me. She suddenly put down her guard and couldn't help but giggled.