: 813, little girl, listen carefully to this piece

813, little girl, listen carefully to this song, Mingwu Yanyi, suddenly unwilling, although she is sitting on a high place, but it does not want to attract attention, the word "Yijin" makes everyone in the whole place Looked at her and the Red Devils.
Xue Yihan also scorned his eyebrows and looked at the yuqin. An invisible force has been faintly waiting.
When the Emperor of the Devil listened to the words of the lyrics, it was somewhat puzzled. According to him, the meditation and the ridiculous moons have never been in contact with each other. Why did the lyrics take the initiative to toast to the ridiculous people?
Others also looked at the yuqin with a curious look, and then the eyes fell on the Red Devils and the red-haired teenager.
Yuqin looked at the face of the fog and gracefully poured a cup for her, but it only gave her a fall.
The people around seeing the lyrics actually ignored the Red Devils directly. I felt amazed at my heart. I thought, is it difficult to see this plucked piano as a beautiful young boy with a red lips?
Mingwuyan is also very disgusted with the practice of lyrics, but can not immediately pull down the face, so she smiled: "Today is the birthday of the Emperor, if the people of the meditation have to toast, should not be the first guest?"
The people around him shouted, and they looked at the ridiculous month, and their minds turned a few turns. They felt that the situation was a bit strange.
The red devil's face is not very good, this lyric is too arrogant, what is he doing?
The lyre is a faint saying: "I think that the Emperor is willing to see the meditation and the savage moon, I will not mind, and this shows my sincerity."
"Then why do you only pour a glass of wine, is your eye less than one?" The mood of Mingwuyan was also a lot colder, and his tone was also very strong.
This made the entire hall quiet, because one party is a meditation domain, and one party is quite ridiculous. No one can offend, so everyone dares not to stop, or even say nothing.
The lyrics didn't mind her bad tone at all, and still had a good mood: "The plucked a glass of wine is what I want in my heart, and it seems that my face is weak when I pour a cup."
"Thank you, please come back!" Mingwu Yan waved his hand, a little spiritual power has come out, and directly sent the lyrics away from themselves.
She knows that on this temple, the yuqin will not be like how he is. If he uses spiritual power, he will become a fight.
Sure enough, the next moment, the lyrics really smiled and turned back to their seats, but did not force the light fog to drink the glass of wine.
Of course, the fog would not really drink. She swept the other people on the main hall and looked at the demon spirit. I thought, these people who gave gifts would continue to swear and stare at what she did.
The devil spirit thought that the lyrics of this meditation area probably met with the little boy who was quite ridiculous, so he did not say anything and continued to receive gifts from other people. However, he also paid special attention to the ridiculous month. The movement here is coming.
After the lyrics, most people pay special attention to the ridiculous moon, and the people of the Three Kingdoms Temple are also looking at the fog from time to time.
Mingwuyan has lost her mind to see those people giving gifts, she just thought, this dinner ended early, and then she had time to find sweet and they talked.
However, her hopes are destined to be lost. There are too many guests, and the gifting session is too long. For everyone not to be bored, the Emperor also arranged for the Qinist and the singer to play, creating a very lively and peaceful atmosphere.
And every gift giver will look at her, it is somewhat inexplicable.
The bright fog will not look at those people, and concentrate on the birthday banquet on this table.
The dishes on this birthday banquet are all together. Basically, every time there is a fragrant incense, the weight is not too much. The red devil is not too much. The basic smoky face tastes one or two each. It is delicious. I will eat more.
When the gift-giving session ends, Mingwuyan has already eaten enough.
At this time, many emperor princesses of the Emperor spirit began to arrange their own preparations for the birthday, and the hall was once again noisy.
However, these birthday shows are still some songs and dances that have changed their styles. They are not particularly novel, but they are also fascinating.
She feels that these songs and dances are really good-looking, because these singers are also spiritual people, and some rotations and leaps are particularly good-looking.
In modern times, these actions are all based on special effects, but now she can feast her eyes.
In addition to the bright fog, in fact, many people's minds are not singing and dancing, are talking with people around them.
A little bit of time passed, and when it was the turn of the Qinxian Princess, the face of Mingwuyan flashed a touch of interest and anticipation.
They all said that this kind of piano music is refined and is also a person who loves the piano. I don't know how this skill is.
Because of the expectation in my heart, Mingwuyan looked up and looked at the direction of Lingqin. I saw her holding her own piano and went to the center of the main hall. The hand gently stroked it, and a piano stand and a chair appeared. Lifting the fluttering green sleeves, sitting down gracefully, fingers twirling the strings, and a quiet piano sound slowly flowing over the hall.
The sound of the piano is warm and practical, and the music is very similar to the sound of the sound that appeared in the mind after drinking the water of the Xianyin Waterfall in the front of the Fanyin Gate, but it is slightly different. .
Because of this similarity, Mingwu couldn't help but close his eyes and listen carefully. From time to time, his mind portrayed the picture he played along with the sound of the piano.
It is also because she forgot to listen to the appearance, so that the people who pay attention to her on the main hall are a little surprised and disappointed, that is, the girl in the three worlds of the gods is also watching her see God lost.
One song, Ming Miao Yan opened his eyes in the last syllable of the notes, and the Lingqin has already retired.
Mingwuyan does not understand, such a good sound, why people around it are very calm, not surprising.
The Red Devil probably knows the mind of Yan Biantou, and whispers: "The Princess of Qinxian talks about the same piece of music every year."
The Emperor Spirit does not love the piano itself, nor does it like music. Therefore, although the Qinxian Princess is an apprentice of God on the Temple of the Three Realms, it is not so favored.
In other words, the reason why Qinxian Princess also let the Emperor of the Emperor like it, is also to see the three gods in the temple.
Mingwuyan glanced at the Lingqin, and then looked at the Emperor, indeed did not see too much joy in the face of the Emperor, and the Emperor seemed to have only eyes on the Emperor of Heaven. Then the father’s sense of love.
Perhaps it is the feeling of seeing him in the fog, the demon spirit smiled and said: "Qin Xian Qin Yi is quite advanced, and the father is very rewarding!"
Princess Qinxian heard that her father had said something unexpectedly, and immediately responded, "Thank you father!"
The fog is so beautiful that I feel that this demon spirit is a little bit of a horse. If you want to reward, isn’t it better to present the reward, but it will take a while to reappear.
After the emperor’s emperor’s emperor’s performance, the lyrics stood up and said faintly:
The lyre represents the meditation domain, and also plays a song, for the sire of his life!

The devil spirit looked at this lyre in surprise, and his heart was quite flattered!
It is Jingxiao who dances with his own prince and princess, but the meaning of this person from the meditation is very different. Therefore, the Emperor is very happy and busy preparing people to prepare the piano.
The lyrics waved, "I have my own preparation!"
He said, he took out his own lyre piano, and the people around him were in awe, that is, the harpsichord was also shocked to get up slightly.
This is the lyre piano, the treasure that is hard to find for thousands of years. The former master often said that this lyric is the most talented person in ancient times today. His piano sound can penetrate the three world enchantments. The soul of God...
Now I can see that this is the lyrics of my brother, but the soul is not familiar and excited.
Because, this lyric piano has been dead for so many years, and living now is a rather strange thing in itself. Moreover, the master also said that the sacred star of the lyrics has already fallen, and now it is a soul star. This is a a very dangerous state.
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows and couldn't understand what the yueqin was. It was really full of nothing, playing the piano.
Sitting under the snow is also cold and wrinkled the eyebrows. This lyric is so abnormal today, just to let the Chaos baby pay more attention to him?
This man is also insidious.
The plucked piano was not conscious. Before playing the piano, I also looked at the bright fog and looked at it. When the hand started, the whole hall was shrouded in a faint glow.
Mingwuyan quickly discovered that the sound of the piano was filled with an invisible enchantment. In this enchantment, the sound of the piano began to float like a breeze, and the heart of the misty face sank.
The sound is very pleasant, even better than the Ling Qin, but she really doesn't want to hear it!
So, she turned her head and talked with the Red Devil whispering. "When does this party end, I want to go out and turn!"
The Red Devil thought a little bit about it: "There is still one or two hours!"
Just when the fog was still wanting to talk, her voice suddenly came from her mind. "Little girl, listen to this song carefully. This is the second piece of music I teach you."
Mingwu Yan bite the lower lip, unhappy, squatting on the surface of the plucked piano, and he is willing to play now, because he wants to teach her music?
She looked down and stopped watching the lyre, but her ears were uncontrollably listening to the piano.
In fact, the sound of the lyrics is really moving. She feels that the spiritual power around him has been mobilized. The spiritual power above the entire hall is much richer than before. Everyone has also hidden another kind of self-forgetting. realm.
The Emperor of the Devil is also amazed by his face, because he did not think that the lyrics of the meditation are actually using the spiritual power to play this song, not just a simple bomb, which is much higher than his daughter Qin Xian.
He sighed a little, this is the real master of the piano! Although the Qinxian talent is good, but also loves the piano, it is still a lot worse than the lyrics.
The expression of Xue Yihan also became very bad. He looked at the lyre quietly and wondered what he was thinking.
The hands of the Fusang monk gently placed on the cold shoulder and shook his head.