Chapter 566: play music

Huang Chao must be in his heart, depressed his discomfort, a snake gall slipped into the mouth. Even eating a few, the mouth is full of bitter bile, and the next person just served sweet soup and dessert, just to suppress the meaning. It seems that Baituoshanzhuang is very skilled at eating snake gallbladder.
Ouyang Feng, as a snake expert, has a different hobby than ordinary people. Instead of suppressing bitterness with dessert, he shows a satisfied look. He asked Huang Chao: "I don't know what kind of skills Chaoer practiced? We met before, Chaoer's martial arts are unfathomable, my old man is not an opponent at all." He said to Huang Yaoshi after his last sentence.
Huang Yaoshi smiled and said: "Brother Feng, I was not this kid's opponent six or seven years ago. Speaking, you are a little stronger than my brother. Chaoer, you haven't told you about your martial arts, Brother Feng. Do n’t laugh at it. "
Huang Chaogong said: "My son-in-law practiced Taohua Island martial arts from a young age, and later studied Taoism, studied the Qimen Dunjia, and realized the world and himself.
Ouyang Feng laughed dumbly, but he understood Huang Chao's meaning. He smiled and said: "If Chao'er is not named indiscriminately, then you can't underestimate such effort."
Ling Yuhan was really embarrassed to hear the name. Unexpectedly, when Huang Chao still had such two, he even said it in front of his family. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng also praised him, and his teeth were sore to see this scene.
Ouyang Feng continued to inquire: "I don't know what you intend to do to make a living after marriage? I heard that you are recruiting people everywhere, but you have to do big things."
Huang Chao said: "My son-in-law is out to do the chivalrous righteousness, meet friends, and have recently gathered some men. The people of them are affluent, open shops, practise medicine, teach, martial arts. Retreat to a mountain near Taoyuan County, practice martial arts every day, and occasionally go out to walk the rivers and lakes. "
Ouyang Feng thought: Although he has no ambitions, he has also lived a safe life. He looked at his niece and saw that Ling Yuhan was smiling, knowing that she was also very satisfied. However, Ling Yuhan was very alert at this time. She understood the truth, and the man's words could not be believed. Huang Chao spoke lightly and said a few words, avoiding the heavy and ignoring the heavy, even covering up all his things.
"It seems that he is not honest." Ling Yuhan thought funny and angry.
In the courtyard, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng stood opposite each other and arched each other's hands: "Please." The two began to discuss martial arts.
Huang Yaoshi held Yu Xiao and smiled, "I haven't seen it for years, my brother has a song for Brother Feng to taste." Ouyang Feng said: "It's rare that Brother Yao is so elegant, and the brothers come by themselves to come and fetch my zither."
Huang Yaoshi put Yu Xiao on his lips, gently blowing a note, the tune changed, the internal force penetrated into it, and the sound of Xiao was surrounded. At the beginning, it was a slight spray, and Huang Yaoshi did not get sick, so that the spray gradually increased, and the sound of the song rose, as if the tide of the sea. Soon afterwards, the waves were roaring and the waves were turbulent. The sound of Xiao Xiao seemed to throw people into the undulating sea, with the ups and downs of the waves, the servants of Baituoshan were bored, dizzy, and quickly backed away.
They kept quitting the Sanjin yard until they cut off the sound of Huang Yaoshi's flute, and everyone looked pale. Huang Chao and Ling Yuhan stood near the two, not changing their colors in the wave of the sound, and even admiring Huang Yaoshi's flute. The waves of the sea are ups and downs, full of natural power, and the storm is coming in the blink of an eye. The sound of the song is more urgent, and the mind is instantly tempted to make people see the storm is very fierce, and the rainstorm is pouring, as if the Tianhe is falling. The waves in the sea are even more violent and fierce. Each wave carries the power of extinction and is continuously photographed, making people breathe stagnantly, as if they want to crush the bones.
Where Huang Yaoshi was, a wave of Boeing waves spread out, rippling in the air, and the courtyard seemed to be in the midst of a storm. Under the flute of the flute, the roof shook, the branches and leaves were blown off and flew not far away, just like a sea storm, actually fell in the middle of this courtyard.
The wave reached Huang Chao's two people, but they let them wear their clothes and dance their hair, but they were not moved by Huang Yaoshi's flute. Ling Yuhan looked at Huang Chao a little bit weirdly, and seemed to blame Huang Yaoshi for not keeping his hand. Huang Chao just smiled.
In the sound of flute, Ouyang Feng said one word at a time: "A good song of Bihai Chaosheng!" His voice is clear, the flute sound is also clear, and the two can't hold each other. The sound. His tune is naturally not as beautiful as that of Huang Yaoshi. However, between every stroke, whether there is any internal force with the iron guzheng, booming, cracking down on Huang Yaoshi's flute.
Ouyang Feng as the master, let Huang Yaoshi start first, and join him when his strength reaches the most. The sound of flute and iron zheng can't hold each other, and both sounds are clearly heard in everyone's ears. The strong winds roared in the courtyard, countless flying birds flew in the distance, and the struggle between the two reached its peak. There are tremendous waves in the sound of the flute, as if to drown the world, and the sound of the zither is heavy and violent, like a mountain toppling.
Ouyang Feng's bombs are getting more and more urgent, almost falling apart, and Huang Yaoshi's flute is getting louder and louder. After a stalemate for a long time, Huang Yaoshi's flute changed, and the monstrous sea waves were calm and calm. Ouyang Feng looked at him with joy and felt that he had the upper hand.
No matter how the iron guzheng suppresses, the flute sound has always been tenacious, the waves have dispersed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yun Pinyuji, Huang Yaoshi's flute sound again turned into a plain and warm meaning, but this power is greater than before. The sound of the flute is gentle, but full of emotions. Even when Ling Yuhan listened for the first time, it seemed to see that this was the tide of the ocean, and the family looked at the sea warmly and happily.
Among them, the feelings almost eliminated some murderous intentions. Ouyang Feng Tiezheng was hard to suppress Huang Yaoshi's flute sound. The kind of family reunion and well-being situation made people feel shaken. The two looked serious, and now they were fighting to the extreme. Huang Yaoshi's flute is getting slower and slower, and there are many more pleasant meanings.
Huang Yaoshi learned a lot from refining Qi and transforming his gods. His state of mind has already been revealed in martial arts. The internal force contains thoughts and penetrates his emotions into it. It is the spirit that affects the world. The sea wave roaring is still a natural disaster, and Huang Yaoshi's own warm life is full of affection, a lot of insights, and it has more powerful power for people.
This song is elegant and warm, without cleverness and confusing feelings. It is completely crushed with a state of mind. Ouyang Feng's internal strength is better than one. Finally, he will stop: "Brother Yao, let me sigh, brother Not as good as. "
Huang Yaoshi finished the flute and said, "Brother Feng, let me accumulate the trend first, we have a tie."
The two laughed relatively, collected the instruments, and began to compare martial arts.