Chapter 71: Golden sword is perfect!

Qin Dong was even more surprised. He did not expect that Li Yexue had such a hand.
In order to reflect the atmosphere, Li Yexue specially dressed in a luxurious costume. The hair is high-strength, the silver enamel is eye-catching, and the snow muscles are jade, the pink and tender, and can be described as beautiful.
Such a beautiful scenery, Qin Dong certainly refused to miss, hurriedly took the opportunity, found an inconspicuous position to sit down and concentrate on appreciation.
Good music always creates a wonderful picture in people's minds. At this time, in the voice of Li Yexue, Qin Dong only felt that his soul seemed to leave the auditorium, and his eyes turned into a magnificent scenery. Alpine snow, Bihu Yingtian, a graceful figure, dancing in the wind, long sleeves fluttering, thin waist and slow twist, one hand and one shot, all revealing endless poetry. [
At the end of the song, Qin Dong is still immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, his face full of intoxication.
The "啪啪啪" stage uploaded a clapping, so that Qin Dong's brow could not help but wrinkle. This time is the moment of silence, the most lingering moment, this applause is too out of date.
Sitting on the side of Qin Dong, the face can not help but emerge a touch of unpleasant color.
"Miao! It's so wonderful!" The sound from the stage made Qin Dong somewhat familiar. Gazing at it, I am happy, I really should have said that, not a family.
It’s not someone else who is applauding. It’s the dragon industry that has just been played by Qin Dong.
At this time, the dragon industry changed its line. A yellow silk satin gown with delicate embroidery on it, looks graceful. The appearance of the dragon industry is also really good, and the figure is very tall and straight. At this time, wearing a long shirt, it is really so chic and elegant. Holding a purple "color" jade in his hand, the appearance is extraordinary, but also added a little elegance to him. Standing with Li Yexue, it can't be said that it is a donkey and a swan.
Li Yexue saw him, smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, Dragon."
Longye’s smile a few times and hurriedly said,
Night Xue classmates, I have heard that you talked about the good guzheng. Today it really made me open my eyes. The night snow classmates are not only very beautiful, but also full of talents. Admirable."
Li Yexue is not in the midst of God's "color". He has not had much dislike of the dragon industry, but he has not seen a good feeling. Everything is just a matter of courtesy.
The Long family is in Longyuanguo, with a high status and a huge influence. Li Yexue is not looking for trouble for the Flying Dragon Gate.
"Dragon industry students have won the prize, I just have a shot, nothing great." Li Yexue said.
"Night snow classmates have been modest. I also like ancient music very much since I was a child, especially for Changxiao. I have a special liking for it. Today, I want to take this opportunity to play a concert with the night snow classmates. I wonder if I have this honor. ?"
Qin Dong, who sat in the audience, heard a joy and said to Chu Chudao, "I really didn't see it. Our Dragon King, what I am best at is actually ‘Blowing’, haha...

Hearing the sound of Qin Dong's extra-string, Chu Chu couldn't help but grin.
Li Ye Xueben thought that the dragon industry had a few words and he would leave. I did not expect that Longye actually wanted to play with her. Although the heart is intolerant, but does not want to refute the face of the dragon industry, the unjustifiable offensive power, Li Yexue had nodded and sat down next to the guzheng.
"Dragon industry classmates, please play a solo song, I can find the feeling." Li Ye Xuedao.
The dragon industry was also welcome, his wrists were shaking, and the jade in his hand made a beautiful trajectory in the air, and it fell steadily on his lips, but it was a bit chic. I don't know how long the dragon industry used this trick to deceive.
Xiao Yin's vicissitudes are low, and he can best express the feelings of men. Therefore, the old literati "Sao" guests like to play with the flute and comfort. However, Xiao Yin, which was blown out by the dragon industry, is not the same thing at all.
Although it can be regarded as a stagnation, but it smells nothing, just like the sound of sorrow. In the ears of laymen, it is reasonable, but in the ears of Qin Dong, Xiao Yin’s Xiao Yin can only be described by the word hollow. There is no such thing as a bold ambition, and there is no sense of vicissitudes. It is not like a man blowing out. [
Li Yexue apparently heard this, and his eyebrows were contemptuous. He had a longing for the dragon industry’s Xiaoji, but now he is shaking his head again and again.
If you change to someone else, Li Yexue may get up and walk away, but in the face of the dragon industry, Li Yexue has concerns. The heart sank, not waiting for the dragon industry to blow a song, then hands and fingers, stroked the strings, and bounced. Just thinking, hurry up and play a song, and let the dragon industry leave early.
It’s only ridiculous that the dragon industry is ignorant. I thought it was my own Xiaoyin, which made Li Yexue resonate. This will take the initiative to play with him. His face is full of joy and color.
If Li Yexue’s cicada is a good wine, then the dragon’s Xiao Yin is the mouse. When it was mixed in, it immediately broke the wine and ruined the sound.
Li Yexue is more and more frowning, and his expression is more and more intolerant. In the past, Li Yexue was still immersed in it, still intoxicated. Now, Li Yexue only thinks that every note is tortured for her.
The dragon industry is blowing happy, and the more it blows, the more energetic it is. From time to time, the "Sao" package with the eyes to hook Li night snow, a self-satisfied posture.
"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Chu Chu shook his head and kept whispering.
Qin Dong turned to look at her, and asked without any surprise, "Chu Chujie, do you know the temperament?"
Chu Chu nodded and said, "Slightly understand one or two! Not as proficient as Li Yexue, but ask yourself more than Longye."
Qin Dong smiled. "Dragon industry can also understand the temperament? He is ruining the temperament! If I am the one in his hand, I have already blew myself!"
He chuckled and said, "What do you mean by saying, are you better than him?"
Qin Dong shook his head. "That is not, ‘Blowing’, I don’t have such a big interest!

"What instrument are you good at?" Chu Chu asked curiously.
Qin Dong did not speak, and took out the golden sword that Qin Tailong finally left to him from Qiankun Shengli.
This letter to the Golden Sword is nothing in heaven and heaven, but it is unacceptable in the human world. Qin Dongyi took out the letter of the golden sword, and the eyes of Chu Chu were obviously bright, but they just passed away.
"What is this?" Chu Chu made a curious look.
Qin Dong smiled. "This is my instrument! No, I can't let Longye continue to insult the night snow sister's humming." After that, Qin Dong flexed his fingers and fiercely spread the letter to Jin Jianjian.
"When!" A crisp sound, immediately rising. It is as crisp and sweet as a dragon, and it spread throughout the auditorium.
Chu Chu still did not respond, Qin Dong left hand holding the sword, right hand five fingers Qi Qu, extremely flexible in the letter of the sword of the sword leaping. With the action of Qin Dong, a series of high and low notes, slowly flowing in the auditorium, quickly melted into the scream of Li Yexue.
If before this, someone told Chu Chu that with a very long sword with a finger, she could play beautiful music, she would not believe it. But today, she has to believe.
Qin Dong's fingers smashed the sword of the golden sword, and the notes that were passed out were so beautiful and moving, and they were so exclaimed.
Together, the entire auditorium was shaken. Especially the dragon industry, it is a mistake. Because after the sound of the music from the Qin Dong finger screaming, he was surprised to find that the Xiao Yin he played was like being abandoned. No matter how hard he tried, he could no longer get into Li Yexue. Cicada. It seems that it is out of place, even he feels harsh, I am sorry to continue to blow. [
Li Yexue is enduring the hardships, and he will vomit blood when he sees it. Qin Dong plays the music together. When she is on the phone, she is like an electric shock. Hands and fingers, as if not listening, to swim on the guzheng, the kind of feeling of finding the companion, let Li Ye Xue can not stop.
At this moment, all the people present were all stunned by the sound of the sword, bringing a wonderful fantasy.
This is a vast battlefield. The two armies are facing each other, the war is long, the horses are dusty, and the drums are loud. A general of a gold armor, across the BMW, with a sharp eye, flat-eyed enemy camp, the sword has been unsheathed.
On a mountain not far away, a graceful figure, the waist is light, dancing, and the eyes are watching with tears, the general of the Golden Armor.
"Kill!!" In the sound of the rumbling drums, General Jin Jia screamed and shouted, and let the thousands of horses and horses boil. For a time, the world changed to "color", the dust was rolling, and the two iron horses rushed out, and the heart of the people suddenly came out of the eyes of the blind man.
If at this time, Chu Chu can still pay attention to Qin Dong’s fingers, he will be shocked to find that Qin Dong’s fingers are shaking at a rapid speed, and only a sinister image is illusory, and the golden sword seems to have a life at once. The whole body radiates a dazzling golden light.
Killing the sound and shaking the earth, Wanma Tongming, as long as the day will be worn. The general of the Golden Armor, like the possession of the gods, is brave. With his own warrior, his brother, in the enemy group, left and right. In the hands of the sword, the non-stop release of Sen Han Jianguang, will be a hostile enemy, high thrown into the sky.
And the girl who danced in the foothills, the more and more anxious, the spinning dress, fluttering like an elf. The beauty of the shock, the beauty of the battle.
Of course! At the end of the heavens and the earth, a black cloud of darkness, rolling, and rushing toward the center of the battlefield at lightning speed. I haven't waited for people to see what it is, and the overwhelming murderous murder has swept through.
Near! Near! That dark cloud finally came to the front, it turned out to be dense, countless, flashing cold arrows! Like the roar of the of death, the arrow rushes quickly, the blood is arrogant, and the screams are rumbling, like the wheat that was cut by the sickle, the large tracts of people, rushing to fall down, the scene, the heart of the people will be broken... ...