Daran's beauty is so beautiful, her cuteness is unparalleled in the world, and her charm is even more charming. I am afraid that any man in the world can refuse such a cute, beautiful but charming woman?

"No, no one can refuse. Didn't I, Chen Youliang, almost ignore my life for her? What about Zhang He, who has a rotten head? He naturally couldn't refuse such a woman!

Zhang He snatched the Huqin from the hands of the guards and delivered the Huqin in an impatient position. He stared at Daran with a smile on his face. Daran giggled and stretched his waist gracefully. The slim waist that could not be held was matched to her gorgeous face, like a fairy floating down from the sky, which made people feel moved. Zhang He stared at him with his eyes tightly, wishing to swallow the beauty in front of him.

Chen Youliang, who was outside the door, walked away quietly, and a young general walked up quietly, whispering: "Master..."

Chen Youliang looked calmly and glanced back at Zhang He in the palace. A sneer slowly spread on his face, "Take it..."

"Yes!" the young general responded, his body flashed into the palace, and his body movement was astonishingly fast, not a mediocre hand.

Zhang He handed over the huqin and looked at the charming and passionate beauty in front of him, and the charming and beautiful appearances arose under his lips. He only felt that even if he died in her arms at this moment, he was willing to die in her arms at the next moment, but he didn't know that he would really die in the arms of the beauty at the next moment.

"Clang..."

A light clanging sound broke the calm of the night. Dalan's jade fingers raised lightly, revealing the slender and white jade fingers. They stroked the piano face and condensed their energy and thought deeply. The sound of the piano sounds in vain in the palace. The sound of the piano is melodious and moving. The coupon comes, and it looks like noble flowing water, with a gurgling charm. The jade fingers tweaked a few times, but Dalan opened Zhu Qun lightly and sang aloud:

The sea is red and the mountains are green. The old capital is full of scenery. The painted halberd of Qiaomen is beside Wanjing, and the golden and green towers are leaning against each other. The lotus is hut, willows are reflected in the reflection of the rainbow bridge, orchid boats fly, tourists gather and disperse, and in the lake.

Since the Marquis of Yuan of Han defeated the enemy and conquered the barbarians, he was noble in the temple. He was tired of the curtains and had long been busy. He returned to my hometown in his prime. He had few lawsuits at Lingzhai and had many banquets. Before Zhouxing, he was afraid that the royal family would be honored and wise, and he also made plans to become the eunuch.

Dalan sang unconsciously and moved his emotions. His fingers moved, and his body moved with the song. In an instant, in the huge palace, his figure flowed, the wind blew the fairy sleeves, and his body danced with the rhythm. He was really plain and innocent, and he stood in the jade pond in the morning. The flowers were not like, and the people were haggard.

Zhang He had never seen such a formation. His eyes were dancing with Daran, and he felt that everything in front of him was not as good as he could see him every day. Until Daran finished singing, Zhang He opened his mouth wide, and after a while, he woke up from his dream, a sentence popped out of his mouth.

"Is it over?"

Daran held the huqin, giggled and said softly: "I sang badly, and there are some shortcomings. I hope the general will forgive me!"

Zhang He grew up and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay!" He shouted three times, then he woke up from the beautiful scenery just now, and said with a smile: "The girl is not only beautiful, but she is also unparalleled in this song and dance. She is really amazing?" A look of meeting her face showed a look that she wished she had met too late.

Daran giggled, walked up with a pretty face red, held Xiong's mouth with his jade hands, and gave a little bliss, and smiled and said, "The tricks of eagle are not worth mentioning. It is rare that the general will not dislike it!"

This delicate appearance made Zhang He feel moved, and he intended to stay with her for a while, and smiled and said, "My sister is very talented in piano skills. I wonder if I can play another song for Mo Jiang?" When Zhang He said this, he bent and looked like a pleading look. He looked like a general, and he was just a pitiful person who fell into his voice.

Daran chuckled, suddenly sighed, and said slowly, "I want to sing a song for the general...but...?"

When he heard that he could sing another song, Zhang He smiled, "But what..."

Daran looked at the man who was humble to him in front of him, and felt a little unbearable. He looked at Chen Youliang outside the door. He heard Chen Youliang snorting coldly in his nose. Daran sighed softly and said slowly: "It's a pity that the general can't hear it..."

Zhang He was stunned, still not understanding, and murmured: "The girl is joking, how could she not hear it all...?"

"Haha, how can a dead person listen to the songs of a living person?" There was a sound outside the door, and Chen Youliang flashed and walked in, looking at Zhang He who was kneeling on the ground with a smile.

"Chen Youliang..." Zhang He was shocked, then his face changed drastically. He turned around suddenly, stared at Dalan and said angrily: "You are hurting me..."

Daran sighed softly, without saying anything, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes. Zhang He glared at Daran in anger, and suddenly he jumped up, and his body jumped up quickly. With a "scimitar" sound in his hand, he broke through the air and slashed towards Daran with a strong wind.

"You sect, I want to kill you!" Zhang He shouted loudly, and the scimitar slashed out a shocking ray and quickly slashed towards Dalan.

Ten feet away, Chen Youliang looked at Zhang Hewu's moving scimitar with a smile, and a faint smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth, murmured: "Looking for death...?"

Outside the mansion, the sunset shone in the distance, the waves roared in the distance, and the figures flashed nearby, which were indescribable, but this gorgeous and brilliant sexual skill spread out, and it was astonishingly cold.

The sword shone brightly, Zhang He stared at his eyes, and the muscles on his face became hideous and terrifying because of his anger. "My man, I want to kill you..."

Daran's face was as usual, and her breathable cheeks slowly turned pale. Her moving eyes looked at Zhang He's sword light without moving. The sword light flashed and burst out shocking waves. She still didn't move until the sword light was less than a few inches away from her, and she finally moved.

Daran suddenly waved the piano, and the huqin in his hand suddenly seemed like a strong wind. Zhang He felt a cold wind floating on the surface, and then a heavy object hit his wrist hard.

"Clang" sounded, Zhang He felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole arm was sore and numb by the huqin. Without any strength, he exclaimed in an instant. Looking up, a white light flashed in front of him. A figure danced gracefully, with a wind, a faint fragrance, like a dream, like a fairy from the sky, coming on the snow. Zhang He grew his eyes, as if he didn't believe that there was such a beautiful scenery in the world. He stood motionlessly, until the strong wind, a heavy object broke through the wind, and hit his chest hard. A severe pain surged from his chest. He felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, screamed, his body was as haggard as the broken thread, and it took him a long time to make a loud "bang" sound.

"Wow..." A mouthful of red blood spit out of Zhang He's mouth, "You... are so cruel...?"

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Chapter completed!