Fang Xiyan's whole body stiffened and suddenly looked up: "Can you leave something for myself? With this body, I know that I used to be Fang Xiyan, not anyone else. If I even lost this body, what else do I have left?!"

Feng Xiaoxun raised his eyebrows: "Why do you have to be Fang Xiyan? Be Fei'er, isn't it good for you to be Fei'er, who is your adoptive father?"

Fang Xiyan clenched her fists in secret, closed her eyes slightly, and smiled shortly: "You can take Fang Xiyan seriously, but I only have the memories of Fang Xiyan..." Her voice was very light, very light, but she could tell what she was suppressing herself.

Feng Xiaoxun's heart sank slightly: "Fi'er, you've thought too much. Since Fang Xiyan is your reincarnation, I naturally like it too. If you don't want to change your body, don't change it. Well, I can teach you the methods of cultivation, and you can still live forever..."

Fang Xiyan's face changed slightly! It would be fine if she was the substitute for Fei'er in this life, but would she still want her to do it forever? It's scary enough to think about it! She doesn't want to practice...

She smiled again, walked to the piano table, raised her fingers and tweaked the strings, which were gurgling and the sound was very ethereal. This piano is a great guqin, which is probably no less than the legendary famous guqin.

"Fei'er, can you play? You played well before." Feng Xiaoxun also walked over.

Fang Xiyan's fingers moved away from the strings as if they were burned by fire, and said lightly: "No."

Feng Xiaoxun seemed a little disappointed but was unyielding: "It doesn't matter, the adoptive father will teach you from now on." He held her in his arms, first tidied up the strings of the piano, and guided her to Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu...

Fang Xiyan endured it and then endured it again, and then she suppressed the nameless fire in her heart. Her fingers were caught by him and forced to move on the strings. The good mood she had originally seen the Guqin gradually disappeared...

Feng Xiaoxun pointed her for a while, then stood up and said, "Come on, follow your adoptive father's advice to you for a few shots."

Fang Xiyan made a fuss, her five fingers were in line, and she jumped a few times like a crack of silk. The strings of the piano were broken, and her fingers were also cut by the strings. She calmly wiped a piece of silk squid beside her: "Sorry, I don't have musical cells, so I'm using it a little harder."

Feng Xiaoxun: "..." He turned his wrist and held her wrist, looked at her fingers that were still oozing blood beads, and silently took out the ointment to apply it to her...

Fang Xiyan looked at his close eyebrows and couldn't tell what it felt like.

After applying it, Feng Xiaoxun finally let go of her hand: "You sit aside first, and your adoptive father will play you a song."

As soon as he brushed his sleeves, the broken strings continued again, and he played them tinkling and tinkling. The sound of the piano was melodious and circling out in the pavilion, gurgling like flowing water and spring breeze.

The flowers outside the pavilion seemed to be infected by the sound of the piano, and they swayed and danced with the sound of the piano...

Fang Xiyan picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly, and she was a little stunned when she heard the sound of the piano. She didn't expect that a person like Feng Xiaoxun could play a good piano, and she was so superb, and she was more than one level higher than her piano skills. It was simply a difference-
Chapter completed!