Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Just one glance gave Qingfeng a feeling of astonishment, but after the astonishment, there was an indescribable feeling.

Like familiar, like strange.

It's like a fantasy, it's like a fantasy.

This, beauty.

Here, drizzle.

Here, the sound of the piano.

This, green bamboo.

Everything is picturesque.

And she is the person in the painting by mistake.

Her hair is like black ink, scattered casually, her eyebrows are like leaves, her eyes are like the deep sea, deep and beautiful, her nose tip is straight, her lips are bright red, slightly curled up, she is all over the country.

Dressed in plain white brocade clothes, lightly blowing in the drizzle, it made him look like an ethereal god in the rain, extremely gorgeous.

As if aware of someone approaching, his eyebrows and eyes swept across, without the dust and smoke of the world, but as soft as drizzle.

Gorgeous, noble, and holy, it makes people feel no blasphemy.

Beautiful, beautiful!

Such a beautiful woman, such a beautiful song, such a beautiful scenery, Qingfeng's mood suddenly brightened.

Qing Fengfang wanted to leave, this kind of elegant person is not like dust and smoke, if she really dragged him into disputes in the world, it would be a bit insulting to him.

But what is the fun of the gods, how can there be joys and sorrows in the world, they have all kinds of tastes.

As soon as he started, he stopped.

Seeing her, this person showed no surprise at all, presumably he must be her savior.

It's hard to find a confidant, so elegant...

Qingfeng rolled her black eyes, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Just pay back his life-saving grace!

Or, as an introduction to lead him into the world.

She suddenly parted her red lips and sang in a low voice: "Yihong Bieyuan is stationed in front of Yanyu Building.

Stopping on the steps didn't stop me from walking further and further

Drunk beauty worth mentioning, broken strings

If you were me, would you stay in love with the common people?

This is a kind of boredom, but also a kind of obsession

The absurd is me, it's nothing more than nothing

If there are three thousand beauties, it is better to see a bosom friend

Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others for not being able to see through

It is not the tomb of heroes in Wuling, no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields

Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others for not being able to see through

It's not the tomb of heroes in Wuling, where there are no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields..."

The voice hit my ears, like a sledgehammer, constantly beating on the beautiful man's heart.

Peerless good song, peerless joy.

He could barely speak, just played the guqin in his hand over and over again, and Qingfeng also sang "See Through!" over and over again. "

Nalan Qingyun listened to the elegant and deep voiceless voice, he swore that he had never heard a more flavorful tune than this, every sentence, every word made his heart feel like being scratched by a cat, hope The girl in front of her will sing like this forever, and she will always be silent in this wonderful artistic conception.

Shocked and fascinated, the two were amazed by the other's talent, and both admired and fell in love with the gorgeous music.

The more Qingfeng sang, the more she devoted herself, the more she sang, the more she enjoyed herself, the pain gradually faded away, the wanton flamboyance in her character was revealed bit by bit, the light bundle of long black hair swayed gently, and the wild black color was flaunted, the swaying in the drizzle Water drops, like lively fish, splashed blooming flowers around her.

Her expression immersed in the music was so moving, and the eyes of the two stunning girls behind the stunning beauty were full of fanatical admiration, squinting their eyes slightly, listening to this peerless song.

It sounds so good.

Beautiful people, beautiful voices, perfect existence.

The woman in front of her is so breathtakingly beautiful, so unrestrainedly flamboyant, so beautiful that she is everywhere.

perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

This kind of perfection that deeply moved their souls almost made them feel like a catastrophe.

How could there be such a perfect person in this world?

Almost comparable to his own master.

"Absurd is you

I don't understand but say I can

uh...so poor

The golden hazel jade armor is also a commoner cassock

I want to ask God, tell me if it's true or not

Let go of the world and give love to others

if you were me would you

Treat wealth and glory as a plate of yellow sand..."

The ending sound was gently collected, she shook her head at the beautiful man as a signal, and if she continued singing, her voice would dry up.

Qingyun stopped his suet-like fingers and looked at Qingfeng quietly, the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

He looked at Qingfeng obsessively, clenched his hands again and again, and loosened them again and again, the turbulent waves in his heart hit the shore, and the excitement could no longer be expressed in words.

His eyes were hot, but there was no love between men and women.

There is respect and admiration for those with superb skills.

Neither of them spoke, as if they didn't want to spoil the wonderful mood.

The drizzle fell on the bamboo leaves, condensed into small streams, and slid down slowly, looking so beautiful.

The beautiful man finally stood up with a smile, and nodded to Qingfeng: "I'm Xia Qingyun, I thought it was hard to find a bosom friend in the world, but today Yun is lucky enough to meet a bosom friend, it's really lucky for three lives."

Qingfeng sighed softly: "My Xia Qingfeng, this song is just borrowing flowers to present Buddha." The voice did not seem to be indifferent to strangers.

There are still four words in my heart that I haven't uttered: coax you into the urn.

All talented people in the world have eccentric personalities, and gold, silver and wealth cannot attract them at all.

This stunningly beautiful man, with superb piano skills, is obviously obsessed with music. She coaxed him into the bait with a song "Can't See Through".

"Qingfeng, from now on, you are my Qingyun's friend, the master behind the Qingyun League..."

When Qingyun said this sentence calmly but couldn't be more serious.

Qingfeng was stunned for three seconds. This world is too ridiculous. She wanted to hook him and coax him to help, but she didn't expect that she would become the master of Qingyun League just by singing a casual song.

Even if she was a calm person, she couldn't be calm at this moment, and she couldn't understand it.

Isn't it just a guest appearance as a singer?As for?

Although it is said that it is a fool who does not take advantage of the advantage, Qingfeng wants to be a fool at this time, because the advantage is too great.

Qingyun League?

Pie falling from the sky, if it is so big, it will smash people to death!

The Qingyun League, which is as famous as the sixteen lore, is not a roadside vegetable stall. Isn't it too easy to come here?

"why?"

Staring at Qing Yun suspiciously and slightly on guard, looking at the other party's eyes that are crystal clear, as clear as a lake, but as deep as the sea, which makes people unable to extricate themselves...

"You are the only one who can understand the sound of my piano." He slightly curled his lips: "I am lonely."

When he said he was lonely, his expression was lonely, and those clear but deep eyes seemed to lose their brilliance.

For a moment, Qingfeng thought of her previous life, lonely and weird, who spent a lot of money when she met someone who was pleasing to her eyes.

Perhaps, he and she are the same kind of people.

She is also a fallen person in the world, so why not accept this gift?

In the future, she will give him ten, or even a hundred Qingyun Leagues.

Although she is cold, she never treats her friends badly.

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The plagiarism of the lyrics in the time-traveling text finally appeared gorgeously in the fox’s text, Yaya’s

"Can't See Through" is very good to listen to. If you are interested, you might as well listen to it.