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Gu Qingfeng stood in the gazebo, stroking the guqin with both hands, and still playing the tune, but no one understood the tune he played, at least, no one knew what tune he played, and Gu Qingfeng also I didn't expect them to understand, because the song itself was played to the old man withered, as long as the old man can understand.

Not far away, looking at the ancient Qingfeng in the cold winter, his expression was extremely complicated. First, the black wind and double evil, and now it is the blue-and-white mother-in-law. I've seen Fenglie's ancestors. Handong seems to be aware of it and asks: "You ... did you really kill our Fengyue ancestors at Yaoyue Palace?"

Gugu Qingfeng looked up, glanced at her, shook her head, signaled that she did not.

"Oh, dare to quibble." Wei Chaoqun looked calm and said, "As far as I know, not only the blue-and-white mother-in-law and Heifeng Shuangsha were present at the scene, but also the mysterious Taoist deity of Wuseshan?

Alas, Xuan Xindao respected his expression for a moment, as if hesitating.

"Xuanxin Tao, this man really killed our Fengyue ancestors in the demon moon palace?" Many people also came in this demon moon palace, and the elders such as Ziyu and Zihao also came. After Ziyu asked, Elder Zihao said again, "I also hope that Xuanxindao can tell you truthfully."

Xuan Xin Dao Zun looked at Gu Qingfeng, who was still playing the tune. After thinking for a while, he finally decided to say, "Yeah, I did see this person in the next day and killed the fierce and weird monster. The method that Mother-in-law said was extremely cruel ... "

The words of the cymbals fell, and it seemed as if winter had been hit hard, and an already cold face was instantly overshadowed.

If Heifeng Shuangsha could, she could not believe it.

She could not believe the words of Mother-in-law of Blue and White.

However, if Wu Xie Shan Xuan Xin Taoism, she had to believe that the only hope left in her heart disappeared with the proof of Xuan Xin Taoism. <>

She looked at the Gu Qingfeng unbelievably here, and whispered: "Why ... why did you kill Feng Lie ancestor!"

If it were anyone else, Handong would not hesitate to take revenge on Feng Lie's ancestors, but in the face of Gu Qingfeng, she hesitated. Although she didn't know who this old nine was until now, there was a little in her heart It is very clear that this person is posing as Chiyan to help himself.

For a person with grace and self, but cruelly killed his ancestor, Han Dong did not know what to do for a while.

"Huh! Winter! You are indeed the treasurer of our demon moon palace!" Elder Ziyu gritted his teeth and sneered: "You must first collude with this person to pose as a Chiyan boy. In Xiaozhanshan Village, you will not only hit blue Hurt, now even the ancestors of our demon moon palace have been killed! It's amazing! Amazing! "

"Winter, is this really the case?"

Elder Wu Zihao has always supported the cold winter, but if cold winter colluded with outsiders to kill Fenglie's ancestors, he could not tolerate it anyway.

Faced with the accusations of the elders of the demon moon palace, Han Dong's face turned pale, and he did not know how to respond.

There was a lot of discussion around, and only Xuanxin Taoist knew that the reason why these people said this was to **** the black turtle in the hands of Chiyan. When he informed Liu Qingyan and others about this, Xiao Qinglian said anxiously: "But ... are we stumped to let the black turtle that the Chiyan son be robbed by these people? Uncle Tai has been teaching us to martial arts ..."

"Qing Lian, there is nothing wrong with martial arts. If it is unusual, I will not wait idly to wait and see, but ... this man did kill Feng Lie's predecessor, such a person, why do we need to help him." Xuan Xin Dao Zun said: "What's more, whether he is a Chiyan boy or an unknown figure, even if he is a Chiyan boy, he may not really be a king."

"Uncle ... if he is not the son of Chi Yan and the heir to the king, then why can he play the wind and the big blue hills to play the mood of the red sky and thunder, and why can he play a teenager to make us dream of going back to ancient times? Then. "

"This……"

Wu Xuan shook his head and shook his head. He really didn't know how to respond to this question. <>

"Uncle Tai said that other people might be able to play the wind up the Daqingshan to play the artistic conception, but the person who can play the youth line to play the artistic conception, even if it is not the king himself, it must be a person related to the king."

"Maybe he just used some clever mental means to develop the artistic conception."

"But I ... I asked my sister just now, she said that the son of Chi Yan did not use any spiritual means to develop the artistic conception ..."

Xuan Xin Dao Zun and Liu Qingyan looked at each other. Although they both understood the melody, they only understood it. They were far less talented than Qingxi and had no deep rhythm. The two also wanted to ask how to return. It was just that when they looked over, they found that Qingxi was frowning at Chi Yan who was playing the tune.

"Xier, what are you looking at?"

"Master ..." Qingxi murmured: "The tunes he plays seem to be related to our Wuseshan ..."

"What song?"

"This is the song he is playing."

"Is he playing a tune?".

Neither Xuanxin Daozun nor Liu Qingyan understood what Gu Qingfeng was playing. It was not like any tune. The tunes were messy, and it seemed that there was no tune at all, just like a beginner playing at random.

"I don't know if it's a tune ... but I can vaguely hear it. The tune is not only related to our Wuseshan, but also seems to be related to Taishi Taimu ... He seems to be remembering, remembering Wushishan, and Taishi Kumu uncle……"

Recalling Wuseshan?

Remember Taishi?

Wu Xuan did not understand, and Liu Qingyan did not understand. <>

"You see what happened to Uncle Tai ..."

Xiao Qinglian's voice came, and Qingxi and others looked at it. At this moment, the dead wood was not excited or shocked, or it was unbelievable. The whole man was stunned there, and his body was shaking and blushing. , Pointing at the ancient Qingfeng with your fingers, like this is like seeing something incredible.

"You ... how ... you ... I ... you ..."

Master Mumu incoherently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Staring at his eyes, staring at Gu Qingfeng, shouting intermittently: "You ... impossible ... how possible ... what exactly ... are you ... who?"

Gu Qingfeng didn't stop playing, but just responded lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your old man saved Gu Sirius' life that year. He has been guilty without seeing you for so long. So ... I came to see you on his behalf this time ... I came a little late, I hope you don't mind ... "

"No! No! You ... you are not! You are him, you ... are not dead ... you are not really dead ..."

"Not dead ... ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh since you don't die !!!"

Master Deadwood is crazy, laughing and crying.

(To be continued.)