The moment Song Ci heard this name, he looked at Rong Bai.
This bird demon is a little big compared to the previous changes. When he met on Mo Yao a few days ago, he still dodged and looked very weak, especially afraid of Rongbai, but at this moment he was standing on the upper level of Song Ci , The juvenile's immature face seemed to be smiling, revealing a sense of unpredictability.
Song Ci's intuition was a bit wrong, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while, and subconsciously relied on tolerance.
It happened that Rong Bai was also looking at him. When he looked up, Rong Bai raised his chin slightly and said to Song, "Come here."
Song Ci was about to turn around, but suddenly Zhu Zhu grabbed his wrist. He smiled at Rong Bai and said, "Master Rong, the little fox is so curious, why don't you satisfy him?"
Rong Bai smiled and asked, "Will my killing heart be satisfied?"
Zhu Xun didn't answer, but there was some change in the eyesight facing Rong Bai. This subtle change made Song Ci keenly aware that he wanted to break Zhu Xun's hand, but suddenly felt that Zhu Xun's five fingers were closed at once tight.
Song Ci only felt the glorious light gliding in front of his eyes, and then all the lights of the whole body suddenly darkened. A three-foot-high Zhutai appeared in front of him, and a person standing in the center of the stage thought that he was graceful.
A gentle blue dress like soft water was dragged on the stage, piled up layers of pleats, and the man's long black silk-like hair was adorned with glittering golden branches and jade leaves, which shone and shone in the light. Eyes.
The Taichung man stood with his back to Song Ci, standing quietly, one hand raised slightly, the water sleeve sliding down his arm, the long fingers pinching the delicate orchid fingers, and the soft and gentle theater came slowly.
"When the Acacia lamp is filed, there is a new ray of love, and the old hate thousands ..."
The voice seemed to contain a grudge, and Song Ci was shocked, and his brows could not help wrinkling.
The man in Taichung turned around, exposing a pair of delicate embroidered shoes under the blue skirt, and the tip of the shoe was slightly turned, and the body turned halfway, half of his side face was exposed.
Song Ci saw that this person had a snowy face, thin willow leaves, thick red around his eyes, and Zhu lips slightly opened. The next sentence came out, "I ca n’t keep it in the world. — "
After the man sang this sentence, the other hand turned a folding fan out of the water sleeve, and the sad eyes suddenly softened, filled with a tenderness, and stroked the folding fan, murmured, "Zhuojun, Zhuojun ... "
Song Ci looked at this person's appearance, his brows frowned even tighter. At this moment he knew the person on the stage, that is, the lady Jiang who had just heard someone mentioned, a famous horn on a three-foot stand a few decades ago.
He didn't know what picture he was watching now, whether it was a false scene transformed from Zhu Yi, or whether it really existed and happened years ago.
Just when he wanted to find God, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and then the light suddenly turned on. A group of people broke into the bottom of the three-foot platform recklessly. Lady Jiang stopped listening to the sound and became intoxicated. A layer of frost, looking at the family members standing in two rows under the stage.
Then a young woman walked slowly with a few maids twisting her waist.
Lady Jiang looked at it coldly, hiding the fan in the sleeves without a trace, without saying a word.
The young woman walked up the three-foot platform along the stairs and said with high spirits, "Our famous celebrities also have occasions to fall into the cold? Isn't it three games in January and the stadium is full?"
Mrs. Jiang turned around for a long time, she didn't want to look at her, and didn't want to bother, she seemed to turn around and left.
"Stop!" The woman snapped. "Jiang Liang, there are too many ridiculous words about you and my husband in the city. I'm here to make a break!"
Lady Jiang stopped her footsteps and heard her voice coldly. "I have no connection with your husband. The mouth of others is not under your control, so why should you care about those things that don't exist?"
What surprised Song Ci was that this lady Jiang was actually a man.
"I didn't care about it before, but now that I have a happy vein, I don't want my son to grow up listening to those unscrupulous words." The woman's hand touched her belly gently. "Just as if I was my mother-in-law for my child. First thing. "
Jiang Liang's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the woman's belly very ugly, his eyes dimmed, and he whispered, "What do you want?"
"I heard that my husband has a fan to stay with you. I came to retrieve it for him today." The woman laughed at Jiang Liang when she saw that Jiang Liang had compromised.
Jiang Liang listened, "I threw the fan long ago."
The woman also seemed to expect that he would say so, and said with a smile, "Even if you lose the fan, the lessons you must give must be taught, otherwise how can you stop you?"
After saying that she yelled at the girl next to her. After the girl winked, she rushed forward with a sprint, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Liang's face, her voice was loud and loud, and even Song Ci felt pain.
Jiang Liang took a slap and slap his lips and said nothing.
"This slap, I originally wanted to fan it myself, but now I'm inconvenient, I will let someone else fan it, you remember." The woman said viciously, "But the next beat is to You always keep in mind that for the rest of your life, you can't hit my husband's idea in the slightest, otherwise I will pull your tongue out and see how you sing. "
As soon as the words fell, the family members standing on the stage rushed up and punched and kicked Jiang Liang indiscriminately.
Song Ci clearly knew that the scene in front of him was not real, but he was still worried. He wanted to come forward to stop it, but his feet were nailed in place, and he couldn't shout any sound. He was a bystander from the beginning to the end. The picture.
Jiang Liang was smashed to the ground, his whole body curled up together, and the folding fan was tightly protected in his arms. Even if someone punched and kicked, he could not move, and even bit his teeth without making a half-sighing cry.
The woman stood aside, just like watching the drama, with a cheerful smile on her face. When she was tired and smiled enough, she uttered a voice to stop the family members, walked to Jiang Liang by herself, and stood at a distance.
At this time, Jiang Liang's beautiful aqua-blue gown was all filthy footprints, a little blood stained on the cuffs and neckline, and the hairpins on the hair were scattered, embarrassed and messy.
He lowered his head and remained silent.
The woman looked at his appearance with satisfaction, and then smiled and said, "Remember what I said today. If there is another time, I will kill you."
After speaking, the expression on his face changed abruptly, Jiang Liang gave a glance with disgust, and then turned around and smiled at the audience, "Fun Jun, do you say I did it right?"
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Song Ci only found out that there was still a person standing in the shadows of the audience. This person was tall and robe-like, which was Feng Changyue when he was young.
He said helplessly to the woman, "Come down, you have a body now, you have to be extra careful and tired."
The woman was immersed in his spoils and smiled and helped by the girl-in-law. "I'm not tired. I can give birth to a young master for my husband, I am willing."
Feng Changyue greeted her and held her other hand. "It's the same way you want to be, and your happiness is the most important thing."
The woman snuggled up on Feng Changyue, and the two slowly left. During this period, Feng Changyue didn't look at Jiang Liang at first, and seemed to be an insignificant person.
After everyone was dispersed, Jiang Liang slowly got up, took out the folding fan that was well protected in her arms, and unfolded it gently. A drop of tears suddenly fell from her eyes and landed next to Zhu Lips, halo that beautiful color.
Song Ci had a sense of anger for no apparent reason, and his frown was very tight, but he didn't know who to put the anger on, but he thought that he was an outsider after all and had nothing to do with this farce.
When Song Ci was struggling between the two emotions, he suddenly felt the other wrist tightened, and all the scenes in front of him disappeared instantly. As soon as he lifted his eyes, he faced his white eyes.
He was pulling Song Ci's other wrist, and with a little force, he pulled Song Ci to his side. Zhu Xi also let go with great interest, and smiled and said to Song Ci, "Did you see it?"
Song Ci took the opportunity to ask, "What are you showing me?"
"Old things from decades ago," Zhu said. "Aren't you curious about what happened here? If you come to me, I can let you know more."
This remark was quite straightforward, making it clear that Song Ci was going to be dug out, Rong Bai heard a little unhappy, his eyes lightened, his wrists holding Song Ci tightened a bit, and his whole body suddenly appeared cold. The air flow made the people in the museum take a nap for no reason.
The air current turned into a faint murderous gas, and hurled straight towards Zhu Lai. The wind brushed his hair, and he smiled lowly, but he was not afraid of it. There are times when you care so much. "
Song Ci was also afraid of Rong Bai's sudden move. This uncle Rong was not bailed. Previously in Leyu City, he mercilessly stirred the whole city.
Whether Rong Bai is a good person or a bad person, Song Ci can't figure it out.
He immediately grabbed Rong Bai's wrist with his backhand and said to Zhu, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have something to do, and those curiosities are trivial."
Speaking again, Rongbai said gently, "Master Rong, let's go."
Zhu Yi sighed, quite regretfully, "OK, I know ..."
Song Ci grabbed Rong Bai and turned away, thinking that this wish is not a fuel-saving lamp. Even when Wen Changchu saw Rong Bai at first, he was not frightened, but the bird demon in front of him was not at all afraid. Obviously, the role is obviously stronger than Wen Changchu.
Rong Bai, like a submissive fox, was pulled by Song Ci. Just as the two were about to step out of the threshold of the story hall, the old lady in the church suddenly awakened and slammed, "Two stay away!"
Song Ci was frightened again. When he stopped and looked back, he saw the old woman slowly straighten her body and looked straight at him. The old voice slowly said, "Within the chessboard, if you make a wrong step, it will go out. Do n’t be impulsive if you have your emotions. "
The more Song Song heard, the more she felt like advice, but she suddenly realized that the old storyteller woman in front of her was not an ordinary person.
Also, in this Qinchuan city covered with star pattern, the monsters and monsters must be everywhere.
Song Ci nodded slightly, thanked him aloud, and then continued to go out and left the story hall.
On the way back, Feng Changyue, Jiang Liang, Feng Yingqiu, and the old man in the mirror staggered in his head. Song Ci thought about it, but couldn't think of anything.
Rong Baijing looked at his brow for a while and twisted, then suddenly said, "It's not that I don't tell you, but you slowly explore it, it's more real than what you hear from other people."
Song Ci was a little confused for a moment, looking up at him, "What?"
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