The Consort of the R

A single, painted hand shot out from the ground, grabbing onto the ankle with a desperate force, as if grasping at a lifeline. A shattering sound echoed, followed by a frantic cry: "Save me... save me...",Mu Jiu opened his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips: "You're thoughtful. Go do your business.",Lan You was best at playing the guqin, her music was ethereal and dreamy, like fairy music surrounding you, making people calm and focused. However, tonight's music sounded a little unsteady...。