At Li Cunxu's residence, Li Xingyun and his party were brought to a tall palace by the poor man.

"please!"

The door of the room was gently pushed open by the poor man. The poor man stepped back to the door. He seemed to be worthless and bent his waist in a gesture of invitation to Li Xingyun.

His attitude was very low. After all, he was Li Cunxu's man. Is it reasonable to have such a low attitude toward Li Xingyun?

Maybe it's reasonable and pity people. They are a group of lowly and despicable people. Maybe they have kept their heads down for a long time, so they should get used to it!

Li Xingyun's expression did not change much. He walked into the hall with a calm expression and no trace of sadness or joy.

Lu Linxuan, Ji Ruxue and Shangguan Yunque naturally wanted to follow, but the poor man stopped at the door, and his waist straightened up at some point.

However, due to his short stature, even if he stands tall, he still cannot change the situation of having to look up at other people's faces.

On the face covered with pale foundation, the eyes were either in their natural state or narrowed deliberately, making them look very narrow and narrow, like an eagle looking around.

The two dots of blush at the corners of her mouth spread slightly, as if they spread to the dimples on her cheeks, and her plain smile naturally revealed a flattering look.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

Shangguan Yunque pinched his orchid finger and pointed at Lianren and said.

Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue were also staring nervously at Lianren. No, to be precise, they were staring at Li Xingyun who walked into the hall behind Lianren.

The two people selectively ignored the inherent impression of Lianren. After all, he was just a loser. There was no need to care about him. They were more worried about Li Xingyun.

The pitiful man didn't care about the two people's attitudes. He turned around and quietly closed the door, looking back with the same flattering smile.

"His Royal Highness invited Li Xingyun, but you are not qualified enough."

He glanced at the three of them with slightly narrowed eyes, passing over the two women in front of him, and finally settled on Shangguan Yunque. The bangs on his forehead seemed to be left alone and were blowing in the breeze.

"Everyone, follow me to the side hall and wait!"

The gaze that stopped at Shangguan Yunque didn't stay long, as if there was something special about this person, but it was just like that if he took a closer look.

Lianren resumed his humble posture and walked in front with his waist hunched and tiptoeing.

Lu Linxuan and Ji Ruxue were still looking at the closed door with some worry, but when they saw several soldiers guarding the door wearing armor and holding long hair, they had to avert their eyes and follow Lian Ren away. Even Shangguan Yunque had nothing to do.

Several people still knew that the situation was not as good as human beings. All the way into the mansion, it was heavily guarded visible to the naked eye.

Even if they have excellent martial arts skills, they may have to go through a lot of tricks to escape from here, not to mention that they are still far from being outstanding in martial arts!

Shangguan Yunque calmed down and followed quietly.

Anyway, before the people from Tongwen Hall arrived, he had already passed on the news. Regarding Li Xingyun, the commander would definitely send someone to rescue him!

Shangguan Yunque has no doubt about this.

As the people outside the door left, Li Xingyun also walked through the dark area in the front half of the hall and came under the candlelight.

The low and melodious music conveys a calm and slightly sad mood.

It was the sound of the xun, and Li Xingyun could distinguish the type of instrument almost instantly.

The xun is a unique closed-mouthed wind instrument with a simple and earthy tone. It is the closest to the Taoist nature among the musical instruments. There were several of them in the Jianlu, and Uncle Yang would occasionally play them.

Li Xingyun still remembers that he also played it secretly, but unfortunately what he played was not Taoist nature, it was just better than the pure noise played by Lu Linxuan.

If Lu Linxuan were here, she would definitely think of that embarrassing past incident. After all, after mocking Li Xingyun with a proud look on her face, she made a voice even more unpleasant than Li Xingyun's.

Thinking of this, Li Xingyun couldn't help but smile.

And as the music rose and fell, a group of poor people wearing pale masks in the hall also began to dance.

Their bodies are as flexible as women, and their limbs can twist and make various exaggerated movements. Their bodies look a little scary when they move.

But Li Xingyun felt that if their movements did not pause and they could dance quickly, they might be able to create a sense of beauty.

It's a pity that they can't get up quickly, and they don't dare to get up quickly.

Because they are just supporting characters, and it is their job to protect the protagonist like a star holding the moon.

In the center of Lianren's sanitation system is a man who is not wearing Lianren's clothes. The plain white clothes look similar to the Lianren next to him, but the black accessories and golden patterns on them make him stand out. different.

Her long hair was spread wantonly, and she wore a golden mask. Her body movements were equally exaggerated, but because she moved faster, she looked very elegant and beautiful.

And in the beautiful music, there was always a noisy voice mixed in. Outside the Lianren Environmental Guard, not far in front of Li Xingyun, was a soldier dressed as a Jin army.

He seemed to be reporting something, but neither the group of pitiful people nor the man guarding pitiful people were listening to him.

At the end of the song, the mournful music seemed to have no end, and then the soldier's life stopped.

No one saw who made the move, and of course, no one cared.

The soldier's throat was torn by something unknown, and he covered his throat tightly with both hands, but blood still couldn't stop flowing from the gap between his hands.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, his eyeballs bulged greatly, and he didn't know where to focus his vision.

Come to think of it, it should be the man who pitied people and defended him!

With the death of the soldier, the man's actions also ended. The pitiful people fell to their knees one after another, with their heads pressed tightly to the ground. They almost climbed down, and their bodies were trembling slightly, as if they were praying that the next one would not die. Be yourself.

"Mirror Heart Demon, what's the matter?"

The man looked at Li Xingyun, his tone was not calm, as if he was sullen at being disturbed.

Li Xingyun knew very well that this person was not looking at him. After all, he was not called the Mirror Heart Demon.

Looking back, I saw a person closing the door quietly. When the person closed the door quietly, he turned around and discovered that the Mirror Heart Demon was actually the poor man who brought him here.

Jing Xin Mo put his hands together and repeatedly performed a subtle rubbing motion, leaning forward and keeping his posture very low.

After walking through the dark area in front of the palace and arriving at the area illuminated by candlelight, the blush on her lips spread and she said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, the Liang army is approaching the city with four times the strength of our army."

As Lianren revealed his identity, Li Xingyun also looked at the man squarely.

It turns out that this is Li Cunxu.