: 2800 From the Virgin's Fire (1)

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Just then, a melodious music came from far and near from the horizon.
Mu Yan picked up her eyebrows and looked up.
She can hear it, this music is played by five instruments.
They are 箜篌, jade flute, guzheng, dulcimer, and pipa.
Especially the sly voice was extremely familiar, because she had tried to play it herself.
It seems that the five "Shenggu" of Mule Pavilion have arrived.
Just thinking about it, an ethereal sound, the sound of the guitar around the beam suddenly added to the ensemble.
Mu Yan’s ears moved, and her expression showed a dignity.
This is the music of the harp.
And the person who plays is extremely high in both repair and level.
It’s just a casual play, a smooth tune that doesn’t go bad, and it’s overwhelming the five instruments playing together.
This is a master among musicians!
Mu Yan couldn’t help but look up and looked in the direction of the sound.
Upon hearing the music of this ensemble, Qu Guangquan immediately brightened his eyes and left his knees, and fell down: "Welcome to the Virgin!"
Other people in Mu Le Ge also bowed respectfully, loudly: "Welcome to the Virgin!"
The voice just fell, the five figures fell first, and it was the five people of Yashuang, Yaxue, Yafeng, Yayue and Yayun.
In the moment of seeing Mu Yan, Yashuang originally played the sly fingers.
The sharp and harsh sound instantly broke the harmonious performance.
"You... are you not in the net? Why are you here?!"
Even the Yayun four people stopped playing, and the fabric looked at her with horror.
Mu Yan seems to laugh and laughs: "Can't you come out if you don't enter the net? Why can't I be here?"
"It’s impossible to come out of the net, how is this possible?!"
"Where are you coming from, what are you going to do with the Horton tribe?!"
"Hey, you are a demon girl!" Leng Yumo stepped forward and screamed. "Is this not the net is the back garden of your Mule Pavilion? My little sister wants to go in and come out, come out and get you to the tube. ""
"You -! Let go!!"
A few people in Yashuang are mad.
At this moment, there was a cold and sweet voice in the sky: "Ya Shuang, what is the quarrel outside? Have you forgotten our Mu Le Ge?"
Yuya, Yuting, noble, and end.
Forever, the fairy who is high above, let the mortal look up, worship, and reverence.
As soon as the voice fell, I saw a woman in a purple dress falling slowly from the sky.
The breeze picked up her long hair placket, revealing the woman's beautiful face.
Dagger's eyebrows, skin such as gelatin, Qiongzi jade, Hua Ruo Tao Li.
This is the most outstanding saint of the Mule Pavilion since the ages, the master of the artifact [Ice and Snow].
The villagers in Yuanwu Village trembled on their knees and almost wanted to stumble.
What you have is not only beautiful but also beautiful.
What's more important is the high price of the perennial high, and the innate beauty of the whole of the North Korean civilians.
Even Wen Huanglang is white, hangs his head, and dare not look directly at the brilliance of people.
Everyone in the Mule Pavilion had already left when the piano sounded.
At this time, 婼澜 appeared, Yashuang and others no longer want to quarrel, and quickly bent to welcome.
Therefore, on the mountain road that is not clear, there are only five people at the gate, and the back is straight, and they look at each other indifferently.
"The saint, this woman is destroying the reputation of my Mule Pavilion in the Qing Dynasty Hall!" Yashuang looked up and expressed her indignantness.