Xue Yilan lay a blue yingqin on her lap, while others who came in early disappeared.

In the corner of the cabin, only Ning Xuemo was sitting on a chair, and she was wearing a big red robe. She was sitting in a weird position, as if stiff and motionless.

Only one pair of eyes dangled slightly, occasionally fanning the lashes a few times.

Because of the previous fall, the makeup on Ning Xuemo's face has been completely washed away, revealing his true colors. A white face like a jade, watery eyes, a tall nose, and red lips. It seems that the gemstone finally rubs away the rough outer surface, and finally reveals the brilliance and crystallinity inside.

She was so beautiful that she couldn't move her eyes.

Ning Xuemo's face was a little pale. When she saw Yan Ziyu and others coming in, a sorrow flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Xue Yilan with hate!

Yan Zijie's gaze turned on Ning Xuemo's face, and she pursed her lips slightly. There was a sadness in her eyes: "Xue Xue, everything in front of me is really fake." True friend. And not only is her name false, but her face is also false ...

Now Ning Xuemo has also been spotted with dumb points.

This short half an hour is definitely the biggest nightmare of her life!

She sat there like a puppet, watching every living person come in, sitting in a position and playing the piano as Xue Yilan requested ...

She clearly saw the fear and struggling in their eyes, watching them desperately playing the piano, watching them unable to get rid of Xue Yilan's piano sound, and vitality flowing towards the piano on Xue Yilan's lap, watching one of the pianos on that piano. A string from scratch, watching those people turn blue silk into white hair in these minutes, the young man who is luxuriant becomes the old man with goose skin ...

Whenever Xue Yilan's last note was settled, those people seemed to be drained of all their spirits, and they fell to the ground and died silently.

Finally, Xue Yilan waved his sleeves and threw the bodies out of the window--

He didn't know what to do. The corpses did not move at all when she fell into the water, and she could not hear the sound of them when they fell into the water.

In this way, she watched waves of people come in, waves of waves repeating the same path.

These people just talked and laughed and played with their own true spirits. She also commented on several of them. She even carried the silver ticket they gave ...

Although Ning Xuemo was accustomed to life and death, the recurring scenes of the flowery teenager's curtain of life still shocked her heart and made her almost want to spit it out.

Xue Yilan didn't know what method she used. She could hear the sounds of other people's piano and talking, but she could not hear him!

She had wanted to find a flaw in Xue Yilan's piano sounds so as to remind those who came later. But he could n’t hear his piano sound at all, so he could n’t hear his lack of sound ...

At this moment, when I saw Yan Ziyu coming in, thinking of the withered lives of those boys and girls, Ning Xuemo was even more anxious!

She must think of a way to stop it!

Otherwise, once the sound of the piano sounds, Yan Ziyue will be like everyone else, and their life will fade away in an instant.

But she can't even move now, and she can't even speak. How can she stop all this?

She turned her eyes and fell on Ye Feng.