C193 Fatal Music

Xiao Cui took the zither and handed it over. It was an ancient zither, the patterns on the cedar tree were even, and the paint on the zither was dark and shiny, giving people a feeling of age.

"I haven't used this zither in a long time."

Seeing the two of them carefully cleaning up the mess, Feng Jianxuan sat down. His fingers gently caressed the strings