My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

He Chen, what's wrong?

Sheng Yunyi noticed his trance and raised her head.

The sound of the guqin came from the second room on the third floor, as clear as a clear spring in the mountains, and as ethereal as the chirping of birds in a deep valley.

Zhou Hechen looked in a daze and sighed: The sound of the guqin reminds me of the days when I lived in Nancheng when I was a child. I have heard it before...

He said no more.

When he was born, the monks at Hualun Temple said that he was destined to suffer a calamity and that he needed to be raised in the countryside to avoid it.

So he grew up with his grandmother in Nancheng since he was a child, and was not taken back to Jiangcheng until he was ten years old.

Nancheng has a rich cultural atmosphere, and craftsmen can be seen everywhere on the streets. He has been immersed in it for several years. He also loves classical music and cultural relics.

Sheng Yunyi smiled: Then I will go up with you to see which famous person it is.

You still understand me. Zhou Hechen also smiled.

The two of them went upstairs together.

With Yan Tingfeng's ear, he already knew everything when Zhou Hechen and Sheng Yunyi stepped on the first step.

He closed his eyes, and there was a faint killing intent at the end of his eyes: No one can be seen.

Rong Yu was still confused: Huh?

He was at a loss for more than ten seconds, and it wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he understood what Yan Tingfeng meant.

Rong Yu didn't pay attention at first, but the person outside the door was obviously very insistent. After knocking a few more times, he opened the door and said irritably: What are you doing?

Zhou Hechen only wanted to know who the person playing the guqin was, but the door was blocked by Rong Yu, and he could only catch a glimpse of the blue skirt embroidered with golden dragon patterns.

Rong Yu: What are you looking at? Who are you?

Zhou Hechen's eyes instantly turned violent: You——

Sir, I'm so sorry. Sheng Yunyi held Zhou Hechen's hand in time and smiled warmly, It's just that we don't know which famous master is playing the guqin. He and I both like classical music and would like to visit.

Rong Yu was very cold: No, get out!

boom!

The door was mercilessly closed.

Zhou Hechen's expression turned completely cold, and his hand hit the wall heavily.

Is there anyone in Jiangcheng who doesn't know him?

He Chen, don't be angry. It's your body that's hurt. Sheng Yunyi comforted her, Famous artists have some tempers. Let's go back and find out which famous artist is in Jiangcheng recently. It won't be too late for us to visit again.

Zhou Hechen exhaled slowly and calmed down: Okay, I will listen to you.

Let's go to the exhibition first. Sheng Yunyi took his arm and the two left.

In the lounge, the sound of the piano flows continuously.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, but a strong stream appears in front of people's eyes, breaking through the mountains and mountains, and finally merges into the vast sea, breaking the stubborn rocks together with the storm.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the piano ended and the waves stopped.

Is this the end of playing? Rong Yu seemed to have just woken up from a long dream, and was still a little unable to recover.

He has also attended many classical concerts, and this was the first time that he was still unsatisfied.

Yes. Ye Banglan put down the piano and nodded, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first.

Where are you going, Miss Ye? Yan Tingfeng coughed and smiled slightly, I'll see Miss Ye off.

Ye Banlan turned around, looked at him quietly for three seconds, and raised her eyebrows: Okay, you go drive, I'll wait for you.

Looking at the girl's back, Rong Yu winked and asked, Brother, do you like her?

Yan Tingfeng blinked and smiled softly, with deep affection in every word: I like it, I like it very much.

However, Rong Yu broke into a cold sweat.

Why does he think this is the kind of love that wants to make the other person into a specimen?

He carefully wrapped his clothes tightly.

Originally he only had to deal with one madman, Yan Tingfeng, but now he had to deal with two. Not to mention, his brother was even madder because of the madman Ye Banlan.

He really can't stay in this world anymore!

**

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Banglan met Cheng Qingli and brought a cup of her favorite milk tea as usual.

Sister Lan, it's so late today, where are we going?

Go see our costume design director today.

Cheng Qingli subconsciously said: Which club are you in?

No. Ye Banlan looked far away, He is in Xiaojinshan.

Xiaojinshan is a wild mountain east of Jiangcheng, where racing enthusiasts often gather.

Especially on a starless and moonless night, it is a gathering place for crazy people.

When the two arrived at the bottom of the mountain, many people had already entered the mountain. The roar of cars could be heard, and a carnival had begun on the top of the mountain.

Cheng Qingli suddenly said: Wow, Sister Lan, someone is cosplaying here! Let me search for the white-haired character!

Ye Banglan looked over and was surprised to find that he was someone he knew.

Yan Tingfeng was leaning in front of the car in a black leather coat. Her long white hair was dazzling, and her expression was indifferent. However, her phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and she had a faint smile.

It's just that this smile is not bottomless, and the depths of his pupils are still cold.

Many people coming and going were looking at him, amazed by his majestic appearance, but no one dared to come forward and strike up a conversation.

Ye Banlan narrowed his eyes.

This is a very strange man.

Seeing him during the day is like warm sunshine, gentle and elegant.

Meeting him in the dark night is like an undercurrent of the abyss, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Looks like a fairy on the outside, but looks like a devil on the inside.

How could a person's character be cut in half?

He turned his head and saw her, his eyebrows still pale, as if he didn't recognize her.

When he saw her eyes falling on his hair, he suddenly smiled and walked towards her.

Wig. Yan Tingfeng stroked a strand of white hair and asked, Doesn't it look good?

This is his real hair, and he usually takes medicine to cover it up.

History books will not record everything, and many famous people will only be mentioned in a few words.

The six sects have a great influence on history, but they are Jianghu forces after all. The imperial court will not know the past events of Jianghu, let alone his secrets.

Ye Banglan said: It's pretty good-looking. I'm a white-haired person.

Yan Tingfeng paused and raised his eyebrows in surprise for the first time: What?

Ye Banglan also raised his hand and raised a strand of white hair: When I see white hair, I want to bully him and see him cry.

Killing intent arose in an instant!

But the next second, Yan Tingfeng suddenly laughed out loud, his phoenix eyes curled up, and his voice was clear and moving: Miss Ye, you are really interesting. Are you not afraid of killing someone if you come here so late?

Ye Banglan looked at him: What about you?

Me? Yan Tingfeng stopped laughing, but his voice was gentle, I like to see people's lives.

Xiaojinshan is extremely steep, and the mountain road was forcibly carved by racing enthusiasts.

Tourists who come here will only watch the sunrise and sunset at the Jinshan Hotel. Normal people will not enter the mountains.

So Sheng Yunyi was very surprised when she saw Ye Turning the Tide. She didn't think twice and contacted Zhou Hechen directly.

He Chen, I saw Miss Ye here at Xiaojinshan. She was very embarrassed, She was hanging out with a few racing guys. They have already gone in. If something happens to her if she gets drunk at night... Even if she gets angry with you, it’s a bit too much.”

Brother Yan: I want to hear her answer. If I’m not satisfied, I’ll kill her.

Sister Lan: Bullying Baimao and making him cry.

Brother Yan:?

Three hundred years ago, Brother Yan didn't like Sister Lan, and they had never met each other. Sister Lan didn't like Brother Yan either. It's not that she didn't like her, but it wasn't between a man and a woman. The two of them were sympathetic to each other between heroes.

After all, in the world at that time, only the other was qualified to be their opponent. It was not enough to define them by the love between men and women~

Brother Yan is currently in a state where he is very interested in Sister Lan but very much wants to kill her.