Chapter 592 Reborn Daughter 8
The voice suddenly became heavy, and it was no longer the briskness just now.

The fiddle was getting faster and faster, and the speed of the hand turning was also getting faster and faster, but the dull and oppressive feeling never disappeared.

It's like... the bloody hysteria when the two armies were at war.

Situ Feng, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his head and fixed his eyes on Shangguan Qingxue.

Although Situ Feng is the prince, he has been traveling and fighting all year round, and he never likes the melodramatic voices of those official ladies.

I didn't expect to hear such a straight-to-heart piece of music all of a sudden.

Xuan Yunzhi tilted his head, and caught sight of the guards standing outside the arena.

She jumped up quickly and drew out her long sword.

The sharp blade seems to pierce the sky under the faint moonlight.

Then, she jumped back and danced the long sword, no, that was not a dance, that was a move to kill the enemy.

Her wrist is very strong. Although she is a woman, her moves are fierce and rigid.

got windy.

The breeze blew away the long hair, and the white clothes fluttered under her movements.

The rigid and agile moves without losing the femininity of a woman, every move, every move, is so amazing under the moonlight.

Dancing, she can't.

But no one is better at killing moves than her.

Her red lips curled up into a shallow smile, with a harmless expression on her face, but her eyes were cold and indifferent, without warmth.

Such a miraculous and amazing appearance on the same person.

Situ Feng was originally attracted by the sound of the piano, but in the end his sight was firmly locked by the woman in white.

He seemed to be completely drawn into it, as if he was fighting her, she was superior to the crowd, and he was losing ground.

You can even hear the urgent beating sound of your chest.

Shangguan Qingxue was completely immersed in her own emotions, and the crazy tune seemed to have reached the climax of the war.

But when it reached the highest point, there was a bump.

She gripped the strings tightly with both hands.

She was too hard and too fast, the strings pierced her fingers in an instant, and the blood flowed down.

At the same time, the long sword in Xuan Yunzhi's hand also broke instantly, turning into a broken sword wreck.

Shangguan Qingxue's eyes were bloodshot and red, panting heavily.

Xuan Yunzhi stood quietly in the corner, holding a broken sword in his hand, with his head lowered, his long black hair covering her face.

The whole place was silent, and there was no sound.

After a long time, Shangguan Qingxue seemed to have finally recovered, let go of the hand holding the strings, boom, boom, boom, it became a pleasant piano sound again.

The depression in the sound of the piano seems to be slowly dissipating.

Until, the last sound falls.

The broken sword in Xuan Yunzhi's hand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Situ Feng, who was always cold and didn't fluctuate much, stood up all of a sudden.

He stared straight at the two people on the stage.

The audience applauded and sighed.

Xuan Wenshan's face turned green, and she was able to make everyone applaud, which was something she never expected.

Xuan Yunzhi cracked a smile, the corners of his lips curled up, looking harmless.

Among the sights cast on her, she managed to catch a familiar sight.

look up.

Si Yunxie still had that lazy look, with a faint smile on his face, and his deep eyes flicked past Xuan Yunzhi's body.

Probably, Xuan Yunzhilu's move just now was really amazing.

(End of this chapter)

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