Sword Master Ling Tian

Suddenly, Bian Yujing couldn't help but hummed.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the tiny little letters scattered on it, like a sword and axe, full of awe-inspiring sword intent, but the words were so graceful and graceful.

With a few crosses, Bian Yujing was actually on the scene, empathizing with him, and sketching a scene under the moon in his mind.

"When will the bright moon come, ask Qingtian about the wine, I don't know the palace in the sky, what years are now and then..."

Bian Yujing arranged the tunes according to the feeling in her heart. Gradually, she forgot where she was. The voice of Oriole Mingcui, wrapped in the sound wave of vitality, gradually rang on the Jiangxin platform.

On the lotus stage, Yu Xuanji played while flirting with Yun Yang.

Yun Yang stands long, holding hands and chest, and has a graceful temperament.

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Everyone else, both men and women, was once again immersed in the music of Yuexia Yin. After all, it was really rare to listen to the sound of the piano twice in this short period of time.

Sitting on the side of the boat, Ye Fan poured a cup of tea for himself, without a trace of being attracted by the sound of the piano.

At this moment, the teacup raised in his hand suddenly stopped, frowned between his eyebrows, and suddenly looked at the Jin Pavilion behind Yu Xuanji.

Above Qingtianzong's painting boat, Yue Qingcang could no longer stand it any longer.

"Return to Sect!"

A stern shout awakened the crowd and flicked their sleeves. The more Qingcang got up, he would return to the cabin of the boat and leave Yunhe.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped, and suddenly turned around, his ears trembled.

Then, I was surprised.

"There are dozens of bright moons. Ask the blue sky about the wine. I don't know what year is the palace in the sky."

Just a question, let the listener be introduced into that world.

"I want to ride the wind, and I fear Qiong Lou Yuyu will be cold from the heights."

The second sentence makes people think about it endlessly, as if oneself is like the fairy on that day, riding the wind.

This alone has surpassed everyone in terms of words and ideas.

The words written by Yunyang before are worth nothing compared to this.

And this poem was transmitted by a particularly beautiful sound wave, carrying another psychic power, like a turbulent wave, instantly impacting the martial artist’s eardrums and sea of ​​mind, letting those who are immersed in the sound of Yuxuanji’s piano, Suddenly awakened, and was led into another situation.

The traditional Yuexi poems are short and sad, with a tragic style. In contrast, this poem Qifeng has changed abruptly, changed from the usual, without resentment or hatred, and has a very high style.

The warriors who listened to this word clearly felt that their sea of ​​qi was shaking, and the spirits jumped up and soared continuously.

"Xia Que! Sing it out soon!"

At this time, more and more warriors were attracted by this phrase, and couldn't help shouting and urging in their hearts.

Ye Fan also drank a cup of tea, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and let out a long sigh.

The more Qingcang turned around and stared at the river blankly, the sharp expression on his face was gone.

This is the charm of poetry.

On the boat, Ling Tian, ​​who was about to give up, suddenly raised his eyes, followed the voice, but suddenly found a beautiful silhouette, holding a piece of paper, humming.

And the words he sang turned out to be the words he had just filled in for Yu Xuanji!

In the previous life, this word was called Shui Tiao Ge Tou!

It can be called the first word of Mid-Autumn Festival since ancient times.

Ling Tian frowned, wondering why his unremarkable words were chosen by the figure. Moreover, the tune of the water song head sung by this voice is different from the one heard in the previous life, but in terms of artistic conception, it has already entered three points.

Although that was all, it still made Qin Shaoyang beside Ling Tian intoxicated, and the old boatman behind him also stood by.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world!

Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, according to sleepless.

There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to the other time?

People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear,

This matter is hard to come by. I hope that people will be long, and there will be a long time together. I hope people will be long and there will be a long time together.

Singing to the last sentence, Bian Yujing was already in tears.

At this moment, all the wind stopped on the entire river.

The rolled down did not reappear.

Yu Xuanji didn't know when she was shocked from the mood of Yuexiayin.

This is the impact between the soul and the soul.

At that time, she and the previous generation of Qin Xian Xian in the door had such a scene.

And this is the performance after defeat in terms of rhythm.

She moaned and lost.

And after receiving the blessing of Yunyang's writing, the brand new Moon under the Moon.

Slowly turning her head, Yu Xuanji's face was full of surprises, and she wanted to be sullen, but the sentence that hopes that people will be long and beautiful, but she suddenly feels sad.

Which girl does not cherish spring, which woman has never imagined a lingering love, finds a lover, and spends the rest of her life together.

When the last sentence was chanted, everyone was moved.

Including Yu Xuanji and Yun Yang.

This is a realm, just like the proverbs descended from the nine heavens, which is far from secular language and can be compared.

After singing a song, all the dancers on Yunhe were sad and amazed.

"Unexpectedly, someone wrote such a peerless word!" Ye Fan sighed.

"This first Yuexia Yin is a masterpiece, I'm ashamed to wait!"

A look of shame appeared on Yue Qingcang's face, and he directly smashed the jade pen in his hand.

"Who is it? Who actually wrote this word!"

Unlike everyone else, Yun Yang looked like a leopard on the edge of an eruption, scanning the surroundings coldly.

He was originally the protagonist of this moon-viewing party, and he was also the day of his life with Yu Xuanji. The two had already agreed on this scene.

But now, with this song Yuexiayin, the words he painstakingly made are completely worthless!

The linked heaven and earth visions were all destroyed.

This is tantamount to drinking in the head.

All the attention is gone.

"Sister Yujing?"

On the Jin Pavilion, the female disciples of the Lingyin Pavilion rushed to the top of the building, looking at the words in Bian Yujing's hand, fascinated.

Bian Yujing shook her head, her thoughts were still unfinished, and she still hadn't freed herself from the artistic conception. This time, she arranged her mood and sang again.

Everyone's heart is swaying.

Seeing this Bian Yujing's singing unexpectedly sounded again, Yun Yang was frightened and wanted to stop drinking.

But at this moment, anomalies suddenly occurred.

Yun Yang felt a little bit, and suddenly raised his head, but saw that Jiang Xin was above and below the moon night.

A palace made of jade and carved columns is suspended in the sky.

There are no people on it, lonely and cold.

Hovering there, like a fairy pavilion, mysterious and extraordinary.

Strands of blue clouds gathered around the temple from all directions, and amidst the misty smokescreen, it was even more mysterious.

This song tuned the head of the song, and it lived up to Ling Tian's expectations.

The vision has risen again, even before!

Exactly...

Qingyun flies together, the fairy palace hangs over the river!