Thousands of elegance

Chapter 130: Ao Chen’s Accident (3)
For a moment, I only heard the melodious sound of the piano, like the coming of water, like the tinkling sound of a clear spring in a mountain stream, clear and pleasant to the ear, and suddenly the sound of the piano sounded, and everyone felt their hearts flutter, as if they were galloping against the wind, and a sense of heroism arose spontaneously in their hearts .

Just as everyone was being moved by the pride in their hearts, the sound of the zither subdued, and only Qingling's voice could be heard slowly.

"The Champs pavilions, pavilions, lofts and palaces, the drizzle is frivolous and the waves are smokeless.

Penglongyue, for Chuyan, is crisp, light and sweet.

Longzhong talked about the revival industry, and the wise men of rare books laughed and talked kindly;

Yulongtu, Kyushu Moon, Lunjin Feather Fan 1000 Years! "

Yun Qing gently opened her vermilion lips, her voice was light and sweet, her voice was magnetic, not as soft as an ordinary woman, but instead carried the precipitation behind the glitz.Along with the singing, everyone was brought into the scene of the painting in the song, as if they had really seen the scenes of the Champs pavilions, pavilions, attics and palaces, and the drizzle and frivolous waves without smoke.Suddenly, the sound of the zither is suddenly passionate, like the sound of bells and drums hitting people's hearts, instantly full of pride.

When the sound of the zither was remembered, Jun Yuechen was stunned, and then his eyes were stained with a smile. He took out the jade flute he was carrying and touched his lips lightly, and played along with the sound of the zither. Yun Qing heard the sound and turned to Jun Yuechen Seeing this, she raised her lips and smiled like a flower.The melodious sound of the piano and the melodious sound of the flute, sometimes mellow and sometimes passionate, brought everyone into the beautiful picture depicted in the singing.

"Hao Erlang, you must aim everywhere in your life!

There is no future, the blood is sprinkled, and the land is expanded.

Wash off your anger, the road is bumpy and dusty!
Looking forward to the return of the old man, I pray for eternal prosperity in the watchtower. "

Haojilang, I want to aim everywhere in my life!There is no direction, the blood is sprinkled, and the land is expanded!The heroic singing made the hearts of all the men in the hall instantly ignite with great pride, their eyes shone brightly, and they looked at Yun Qing excitedly.Yes, they are the pillars of the monarchy, and the monarchy is their home country. If the country needs them, how can they refuse?There is no direction, the blood is sprinkled, and the land is expanded!What kind of pride is that, what kind of enthusiasm is that!

The singing sounded flying out of the palace, and the guards in the palace were also shocked by the magnificent and majestic singing!They are willing to win glory for the country, defend the land and open the border, just for their home and their country, and this woman in the temple understands them, and she sang such a magnificent hymn for them!How can this not make people feel excited and excited!The eyes of the guards in the hall flashed brightly, full of excitement.

Yun Qing smiled charmingly at Jun Yuechen, stopped playing the piano, stood up gently, hooked her red lips lightly, and raised her hand, the previous maids quickly opened the silk brocade in their hands, Yun Qing jumped up, plain The white silk surrounded Yun Qing in the middle.

All of a sudden, I saw the white silk fluttering in the hall, the long silk fluttering up, Yun Qingjiao (Xiaoxiang)'s soft body interspersed with it, and her black hair fluttering with the dance, like a dancing elf.Elegant, elegant and unsurpassed!

The melodious and melodious sound of the flute fluttered, and the clear and uncommon singing came again:
"The Champs pavilions, pavilions, lofts and palaces, the drizzle is frivolous and the waves are smokeless!
Penglongyue, for Chuyan, is crisp, light and sweet.

Longzhong talked kindly about Fuxing Ye, and the wise men of rare books.

Yulongtu, Kyushu Moon, Lunjin Feather Fan 1000 Years! "

Luo Qingli's peach blossom eyes half-closed, she was instantly clear, Qingcheng's face was full of unconcealable passion, her heart was surging, she never thought that she would have such talent, let alone that she would sing such an exciting song , how can such a woman make him let go?A flying body jumped up and landed in the veil, and the passionate piano sounded instantly. It was not inferior to Yun Qing's atmosphere, and it was even more frenzied!
"Hao Erlang, you must aim everywhere in your life!

(End of this chapter)