Chapter 1123: The adorable little general who has become the "Oiran" (8)
"..."
He raised his beautiful eyes slightly, and first glanced at the crowd at a loss.
After that, he raised his hands suddenly, staring blankly at the knuckles that were trembling involuntarily, and the thin, crimson lips, which were also squeezed and squeezed with the frequency of the trembling.
The benefactors in the audience looked dumbfounded.
"Girl Hua Ding, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?"
"Girl, don't be sad, it's nothing more than a broken string!...I'll go to the piano shop and buy you a new good piano!"
"Hey, you kid... Obviously I decided to buy a piano for Girl Hua Ding! Why did you **** my words and say it!"
"Hey, you two fight slowly! My son takes a step first, lest the piano shop owner will rest for a while..."
As soon as this remark came out, all the elder brothers immediately ran out of Fengxiang Tower one after another like a chicken blood, and rushed towards the piano shop on the other side of the eastern capital.
However, Feng Lan on the stage didn't show a half-parted heart because these elder brothers wanted to buy a new piano for themselves.
On the contrary, she trembled more and more severely, as if she had lost something very important, and her whole body suddenly overflowed with a strong sense of loss and despair.
"The piano... my piano... my tune... I can't play anymore..."
He quivered his lips and murmured, his hands clenched and clenched.
Everyone at this time finally discovered that something was wrong with him.
Soon, several shadow guards dressed in mysterious clothes flashed from all over Fengxiang Tower and gathered around Fenglan.
"Lord..."
The Shadow Guard tried to call him softly.
But before he finished his words, he saw his master suddenly waved his hand, and directly waved a deep internal force toward the broken guqin!
Just hearing a "click", the guqin sadly broke into several large pieces of wood.
Broken strings and sawdust were even more stretched and flew around, with his inner breath, turned into thin needles, pieces of wooden hidden objects, submerged into the pillars around the stage, and even the table below the stage. In the chair.
"Oh my God! Hurry, everyone, run away! Run!"
The benefactors in the audience yelled in fright and ran away holding their heads.
Good deed, if these things get into a person's body... even if it's going to kill you!
Amid the wailing of everyone, the entire lobby on the first floor suddenly fell into chaos.
However, Feng Lan on the stage seemed to have lost his mind, and did not intend to stop his movements.
After he finished the poor piano, he continued to turn his inner breath into a sword, and cut all the tables and chairs he was sitting on when he was playing to pieces, and kept throwing them around.
"Master! Please stop!"
Several shadow guards were frightened and wanted to stop them.
Sadly, their martial arts were not as good as their masters. Not only did they fail to stop them, but they were directly countered by the masters and flew out one by one.
Seeing that the scene was on the verge of losing control, a downfalling shadow guard hurriedly summoned a frightened girl next to him, crying out in pain: "Hurry up, go and invite Miss Fenglan!..."
"……what?"
The girl was startled, but she was hesitant, "But girl, she, she is in retreat, don't bother..."
"If you don't go, our Fengxiang Tower will be demolished by the master!!"
The Shadow Guard wailed helplessly, couldn't help but fumble for a small wine glass that fell to the ground from the side, and threw it directly at the girl's feet.
Only then was she shocked, and she hurriedly turned back and ran upstairs.