Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"These evil auras are also the inducement that induces ‘violanthin’ at the same time."

As Marbury spoke, he slowly cast his gaze to the already stunned Mrs. Taylor.

The lips smiled deeper, "Then, I would like to ask Mrs. Taylor, who is using this piano on weekdays?"

"this……"

Mrs. Taylor hesitated when asked.

how to say.

Although she bought the piano, it used to be Clarence, and children who studied piano used it.

But recently, Xingxia was playing again.

Sometimes, even when she was bored in her spare time, she would come over and play a few improvisations.

Not to mention the people who come to visit during the school open day every weekend, and the more and more tourists and tourists in the city of Los Angeles recently, even those wandering poets, will come to use this piano.

How does this make her answer?

And looking at the posture of the archbishop, obviously, as long as she name anyone who has used this piano, he will definitely attribute these so-called evil powers to that person.

She is a materialist herself, and has never believed in these things.

Definitely not because of the quick talk at this time, this group of obviously intentional guys can grab the handle and make a fuss from inside.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Taylor's chaotic heart gradually calmed down.

Immediately he smiled enthusiastically, walked directly towards the piano, and sat down on the piano stool under the light.

"My dear Archbishop, isn't it obvious."

The old lady smiled so that her round face was slightly wrinkled, and raised her eyebrows towards Marbury, "This is Taylor School, this piano is naturally my Taylor’s property, and I play it on weekdays. ."

After all, she seemed to be worried that the archbishop would not believe it, so she quickly touched the keys and played a melodious melody neatly and smoothly.

"... So that's it."

Looking at the old lady who seemed to be calm, but actually exposed some strange little flaws, Marbury didn't say anything, but raised her eyebrows slightly.

He paused for a while, and glanced at Xiang Xing and both of them quickly, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

After that, he continued to smile peacefully, "Although it is Mrs. Taylor's piano, since this piano will be placed here, you shouldn't be the only one who can play it."

With that, Marbury shrugged suddenly, pretending to look out the window.

In the words, it meant something, "Although I Lost Cathedral is far to the north of the city, there are rumors of two little musicians in the civilian lanes of the west of the city. It is also quite heard in the streets and alleys of our north city. An anecdote."

"As for these two musicians..."

At this point, Marbury stopped suddenly and did not continue.

But the people who eat melon outside the window, under his explicit instructions, unanimously cast their eyes on Xiang Xing and Clarence.

Seeing this scene, the girl couldn't help feeling more disturbed.

She thought for a while, just gritted her teeth and took a small step.

But before Xiang Xing could speak, the man beside him faintly laughed a few times.

Stealing ahead of her, he walked neatly to the piano covered by the holy light.

"It turns out that your Excellency the Archbishop will come from afar in person, all for the illusion of being outside."

Clarence curled his lips gracefully, and immediately gave Marbury a standard gentleman's courtesy.

Afterwards, Mrs. Taylor was invited away from the piano, and he sat down without hesitation, and was bathed in the golden holy light.

"Then I will sing a song for your archbishop as a thank you."