Sword Venerable Ling Tian

For a time, Bian Yujing couldn't help but hummed.

A pair of beautiful eyes looks at the tiny small letters scattered on it, like a sword and axe, full of awe-inspiring sword intent, but they are so graceful and graceful in their words.

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

"When will the bright moon come, I ask the blue sky about the wine, I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it now..."

Bian Yujing arranged the tunes according to the feeling in her heart, and gradually, she Forgetting where he was, the voice of Oriole Mingcui, wrapped in vitality sound waves, gradually rang on the Jiangxin platform.

On the lotus platform, Yu Xuanji played and flirted with Yun Yang.

Yun Yang stands tall, with hands and chest high, with a graceful temperament.

All people apart from this, both men and women, are once again immersed in the music of the Moon under the Moon. After all, it is really rare to listen to the sound of the piano twice in this short period of time.

Ye Fan sat on the side of the boat and 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 towards the Jin Pavilion behind Yu Xuanji.

Above Qingtianzong’s paintings, Yue Qingcang could no longer stand it any longer.

"Return to the Sect!"

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

"en?"

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

After that, I was surprised.

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

Just a question, let the listener introduce that Fangshi within the realm.

"I want to ride the wind, and I am afraid of Bejeweled Jade Tower, lonely at the top."

The second sentence is endlessly reverie, as if I was on that day immortal average, go by the wind.

Only this one, no matter in terms of words or ideas, has surpassed everyone.

The words written by Yunyang before are worthless compared to this.

And this word is transmitted by people with a particularly beautiful sound wave, with another Divine Soul power, like a stormy sea, instantly impacts Martial Artist’s eardrums and Yihai, making those immersed They were suddenly awakened by the sound of Yuxuanji's piano, and they were led into another situation.

Yuexi Ci has always been short and sad, with a tragic style. In contrast, this poem Qifeng has a sudden change, without resentment or hatred, and has a very high style.

Listening to this word, Martial Artists clearly felt that their Qi Sea was shaking, and Divine Soul jumped and soared.

"The next fault! Sing it soon!"

At this time, more and more Martial Artists are attracted by this phrase, and they can't help but shout in the heart Urge.

Ye Fan also drank a cup of tea, looked towards the bright moon in the sky, and sighed.

The more Qingcang turned around and stared at the river blankly, the sharp color 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 just chanted for Yu Xuanji!

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

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

Ling Tian brows slightly wrinkle, I don’t know why his unremarkable word was chosen by that 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, Qin Shaoyang beside Ling Tian as if drunk and stupefied, and the old boatman behind him, also stood aside.

Dancing to find out how shadows look like in the world!

Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, without sleep.

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

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 thousands of miles together. I hope people will be long, and there will be thousands of miles away.

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

At this moment, all the wind has stopped over the entire river.

The being rolled up and down did not appear again.

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

This is the impact between Divine Soul and Divine Soul.

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

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

Her Yuexia Yin, lost.

Furthermore, after receiving the blessing of Yunyang's writing, a brand new Yuexiayin.

Slowly turning her head, Yu Xuanji's face was full of unexpected expressions, she wanted to get angry, but the sentence that hopes that people will be long, a thousand miles together makes her suddenly sad.

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

When the last sentence was chanted, everyone was moved.

Including Yu Xuanji and Yun Yang.

This is a kind of realm, just like the motto descended from Nine Heavens. It is far from secular language and can mention on equal terms.

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

"I really didn't expect someone to write such a peerless word!" Ye Fan sighed.

"This first Yuexia Yin, is a masterpiece, I wait, I can't make it!"

The shame of Shame appeared on Yue Qingcang’s face, The jade pen in his hand was smashed directly.

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

Unlike everyone else, Yun Yang looks like a leopard on the verge of an outbreak, staring coldly. around.

He was originally the protagonist of this moon-appreciation party, and he was also the day of his life with Yu Xuanji. This scene has long been agreed between the two.

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

The Heaven and Earth natural phenomenon that hooked up was destroyed.

This is tantamount to drinking in the head.

All the highlights are gone.

"Yujing elder sister?"

On the Jin Pavilion, the female disciple of the Lingyin Pavilion rushed up to the top of the building. Looking at the words in Bian Yujing's hand, she was fascinated.

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

All people are swaying.

Seeing this Bian Yujing’s singing unexpectedly sounded again, Yun Yang was surprised and angry in his heart, and he wanted to stop drinking.

But at this moment, mutation suddenly emerged.

Yun Yang had a feeling in the heart, suddenly raised his head, but saw that Jiang Xin was above the river and below the moon night.

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

There are no people on it, and it is lonely and cold.

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

The wisps of blue clouds gathered from all directions to the surroundings of the temple, amidst the misty smoke, it became more mysterious.

The head of this song is water-tuned, and it has lived up to Ling Tian's expectations.

The vision has risen again, even more so!

Exactly...

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