C274 Tang Xuan's identity

The lute was like a rainstorm hitting a weak petal, it was hurried and ferocious. Not only did it grab hold of Yao Ji's heart, it also made Yao Ji's eyes show the tragic and tragic scene of ten thousand horses pouncing forward to battle. An invisible pressure pressed down on Yao Ji, making him unable to breathe. Although Sikong Wenqing gently caressed the center of Yao Ji's brows