Chapter 1604: Small Theater: Pearl River Alliance

What's up with him? I was just looking very happy. How did it turn cloudy and cloudy?
Xiaoyan wondered, she looked down at herself, still the same, and found nothing wrong with it.
The flute sounded loudly, the autumn sunset leaves fluttered in the autumn wind, and there was a trace of indescribable depression and sadness in the flute sound ...
Although Xiaoyan is small, under the influence of his father, a great music expert, he also understands music theory very well. The flute sound is strong and penetrating, and she feels sad.
After thinking about it, it turned into a fox body and went out.
The stars outside the cave are rare and the wind is bright. Hua Qian Ye did not wait for her outside the cave. Xiao Yan looked at the bamboo forest along the sound of the flute and paused.
For several miles of the bamboo forest, the branches and leaves were swaying in the wind, and at the top of the bamboo forest, the flower-like night clothes fluttered on the leaves and played on the flute. Behind him was a disc-like bright moon, and the dark blue sky was like a backdrop Behind him slowly, this month, this scene, this person, has a shocking beauty that can't breathe ...
Even the little girl who used to look beautiful was shocked, and there was a hint of pride in her big eyes.
Alas, the husband she chose is excellent and can be compared with her father ...
She was full of joy in her little heart, listening to her little head and listening to her ears for a while, and her paws clasped together, and she was completely immersed in his music, even the heart caused by his little indifference. Unhappy and thrown out of the clouds-
She was listening intoxicated, a whisper of Xiao sound did not know where it came from, and it was far away from the sound of flute. The flute sounded a little, but then it continued to flow like a stream of water, the flute tone was turned a few times, the flute sounded Like a shadow, follow each other ...
The flute sound is clear and beautiful, the flute sound is deep and twisting, and they complement each other. They linger in the night breeze, and are extremely harmonious and extremely pleasant.
Xiaozhuo, looked up and followed the flu reputation.
Under the night sky, above the bamboo slightly, a woman in Biyi's style came out with a long shawl, only loosely pulled a puppet on top, and a green bamboo puppet slanted diagonally. Clothing, lotus step nudge, fluttering like fairy.
Xianxiu's white hand held a tube of bamboo flute, while fluttering and looking down at her ...
At the end of the song, the woman in Biyi also reached the distance of less than two feet away from the flowery night: "Playing the flute under the moon, the is very interested." Her voice also turned clear like a bamboo, with a faint Ethereal air.
Spend thousands of nights with a dress and laugh, "If not, how can I invite you?"
The woman in Biyi also laughed: "It's rare, it's rare. It's an honor to have a call ..."
The two of them stood on the bamboo slightly embarrassed, the man was like a jade tree facing the wind, and the woman was like a green bamboo. Tingting looked at them in the moonlight, which was beyond words.
Xiao Yan is too young. Although she believes that Qian Qian Ye is her future husband in her heart, she still does not know how to eat the vinegar between men and women. At this moment, I saw them chatting on it. She just has a beloved toy. The feeling of being taken away by others makes her a little uncomfortable, eager to join them and prove her existence ...
But—the bamboo they are on is a little too high, she ca n’t fly yet, she ca n’t go at all ...
She was so anxious to spin around the bamboo forest, and from time to time she tried to climb up with a bamboo pole with her claws. Unfortunately, this kind of bamboo went straight up and down.