Vol 2 Chapter 715: Thunderstorm and Thunderstorm

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The ancient breeze drank three glasses of wine and said, "Everything happened in the past was caused by the wind of the ancient Sirius. Then, today, I also play a song for him to clear the matter."

Many people talked around and felt that Gu Qingfeng was acting pretending to be acting.

Ouyang Ye, who was beside him, already wanted to cry without tears. To this ancient breeze, she calmly toasted Father Mumu, and she felt more and more collapsed.

In addition to collapse, I also admire very much.

I admire this guy who can still be so indifferent at this time, posing as a Chiyan boy without changing his face.

I also admire the exquisite performance of this guy, acting as if he is really the heir to the king.

Damn it!

Is the real Chiyan boy unknown to the king? Do you dare to play like this?

Old nine! Old nine!

到底 What the do you want to do!

Ouyang Ye shouted madly in the heart, suddenly, she seemed to be aware of something.

What does it mean that everything was caused by the wind of the ancient Sirius, and what caused him to play a song for the king?

Isn't this guy really ready to play Daqingshan?

她 When she saw Gu Qingfeng placing Xiao Jin'er's Guqin in front of her, Ouyang Ye immediately rumored and shouted: Are you crazy?

Do you understand the rhythm? Dare to play?

This is a famous song of the king. These people in the field are all leaders in the music world, but they can only play a hundred mysteries. Are you crazy? Playing in front of them, Daqingshan, your identity will be revealed!

Hey! Old nine!

Lao Jiu!

Regardless of how Ouyang Ye spread his voice and cries, if Gu Qingfeng didn't hear it, he fiddled with the strings from top to bottom, and the piano sounded instantly. 【△ 网 WwW.】

He touches the piano with both hands, playing very slowly, and the technique is not ordinary. It is not a clever technique, but it is quite ordinary, and the technique is chaotic, as if he is not skilled.

Xun Zheng's so-called expert knows if there is!

古 When Gu Qingfeng touched the piano with both hands, the proficient person in the field shook his head.

I think the technique is too general, not to mention that compared with the masters of the rhythms such as Father Withered Wood, and not to compare with the geniuses such as Wei Chaoqun, No Trace, and Li Qianhua, even the average rhythmic person is not as good.

And the piano tunes played are also ordinary and can't be ordinary anymore. Mo said mysterious, there is no charm, even the tune seems a bit wrong.

"How dare you be called a king's heir to such an ordinary method that is not even as good as getting started? How dare you claim to be the son of Chiyan who is unparalleled in the world of music? It is ridiculous! It is ridiculous!"

"唉! It seems that this person is probably a fake!"

"Yeah! Such an ordinary method is not as good as me. How could it be Chiyan, it seems that the tune is wrong?"

Listening to the voice of the crowd, Ouyang Ye lowered her head, could not bear to look directly, and felt complacent. She wanted to find a place to drill into.

She knows that it's completely done this time!

"Every night!"

Suddenly a whisper came from Ouyang. At night, Ouyang looked around and saw the figures of Han Dong and Qian Shan among the crowd.

"Sister Han Dong, why did you come here ... Finished! This time we're finished ... The identity of this guy is exposed!"

Ouyang Ye responded as he ran.

Not far away, Qingxi looked at the Gu Qingfeng who was playing, but also shook his head. I felt that this guy's technique was too general, and he felt a little lost inside.

to be frank.

听说 Since hearing about the story of the son of Chi Yan, she has always been looking forward to seeing her, no matter whether she was drunk with blue sea and her modified little blue and white language, she was very impressed.

Pity!

It's a pity that this person is not very proficient at the first sight.

In this case, how could it be the Chiyan son of the world's unparalleled rhythm.

Although very frustrated, Qingxi was still very happy.

Since then, Master Taimu has broken his mind and let him know that this guy is a liar and will not be fooled again.

Wu Qingxi felt that it was no longer necessary to watch it anymore, nor was it necessary to listen anymore. It didn't make any sense to watch and listen again.

There are no fewer people with this kind of thought, and those masters of music all shake their heads and sigh, it seems very disappointed.

Only Father Mumu frowned at this moment and looked at Gu Qingfeng's pair of hands stroking the piano deeply. The expression on his face did not look like disappointment or loss, but more like a fright. There was also an excitement beyond fright .

He can also see that Gu Qingfeng's technique is very ordinary, and there is nothing clever. This is not the reason that made him suspicious. The place that really made him suspicious is the tune.

At that time, when King Qixiao created Fengqing Daqingshan, he was the first listener, and he was also the only person in the world who possessed the true music of Fengqing Daqingshan. It is no exaggeration to say that no one in this world is more than him. Understand that the first wind rises in Daqingshan.

He is well aware that there may be many people in the world who can play the tunes of Daqingshan, but so far, few people can play the tune of this tune perfectly, including himself.

the reason is simple.

At that time, the King of Xiaoxiao had not studied the melody systematically, so in the tunes he composed, all the tunes were imaginary, and some of the notes were even concealed by himself. In this world, everyone except him himself I don't know how to play those tunes composed of messy notes. For this reason, he has been studying with other music masters ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and even consulted many reincarnation powers, even they said this The tune and notes in Daqingshan from the first wind are too strange, I don't know how to play.

It is for this reason that so far, no one has been able to play the momentum of the wind and the mountains, the wind and the clouds, and the mood to destroy the earth. Even the mystery is just a thunderous explosion, and no one has caused the real Red Thunder.

At this moment I heard the man playing wind blowing up the mountains.

Although the technique is very ordinary, the tune suddenly made him look back to more than 400 years ago, both familiar and unfamiliar, and could not help but whisper: "This is the tune ... this is ... this is ... The real wind rises from the big mountains, and it is the true tune of thunderous clouds !!! "

No one ever thought that the old man would say this somehow.

What is the real wind up Daqingshan?

What is the true tune of thunderous clouds?

Everyone knows that the thunderous sky is the original name of Daqingshan, why does the old man say so?

This ordinary technique is not even accurate in the tune. Why is the real wind rising from a big mountain?

No one knows, everyone feels inexplicable.

And just then, rumbling--

A series of thunder exploded, and the five-colored garden shook violently. For mobile users, please browse m. Reading for a better reading experience.