Otherworldly Evil Monarch Chapter 221: Yiqu liver and bowel severance
Chapter 221 Yiqu Liver Intestine Broken
This is purely a messy mess. Just now the party Lin Qingyin has formally conceded, and the judges have given the results. Such a stir, but it is too much, and it requires Jun Moxie to play a song that is better than broken hearts. It is even more shameless. Just now Master already explained that the song itself has reached a perfect state. Only the player's mood is slightly problematic, so that the white cricket is a little leisure, but the sound requires Jun Moxie to play another song. It is difficult for a strong man to win the battle!
"The outcome is clear, don't you want to be entangled?" Miao Xiaomiao's eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were unshaven, a little angry!
"He hasn't even touched an instrument. How can he say he has a clear victory?" The voice was unrelenting.
Jun Moxie ’s mind locked in the yelling man early on already. I saw him standing far away from the crowd, hiding his head behind a person, lowering his head deeply, just yelling at his neck. .
Generally speaking, all of them are angered, but this guy is obviously a guilty conscience, lest others recognize themselves.
Zhan Qingfeng's face remained calm, but there was a flash of pride in his eyes. This man Correct he arranged in advance, in case Mojun Ye wins, no matter what the reason, you must find out, even if you find the bones in the egg, you must overturn Mo Junye's victory!
Jun Moxie ’s divine thoughts just swept over once, and already understood everything. With a sneer in your heart, you said, if you know that you are playing the Oriental Book that laughs and proud in the Chronicles of Chrysanthemum City ... I'm afraid I will never rush to give you a chance to perform. , Broken Heart Yin indeed already can be regarded as perfect, but perfect can also be divided into three or six or nine drops ...
"The so-called fairness and freedom of mind, let alone, since some people have questioned, then I will play a song for everyone. lest someone pick their bones in the egg and stubbornly recklessly! You said I was right, war Big Young Master? "Jun Moxie looked at Zhan Qingfeng with a smile.
"That's natural. If you want to win, you must have real overwhelming strength!" Zhan Qingfeng smiled slightly: "The victory and defeat are clear, but you can't just play with your lips."
"Yeah, but when it comes to the idea of subverting victory or defeat, you can't just rely on your lips." Jun Moxie laughed: "It's even more impossible to rely on some invisible means and dare not show your face The man who speaks, since he has the courage to speak, why not stand up generously, I can guarantee that I will never hold you accountable, no matter what you say is your own will or represents the will of others! "
As soon as this sentence came out, Miao Xiaomiao fluttered and laughed. With her strength, naturally already found that person. And Jun Moxie and Zhan Qingfeng's lip gun tongue sword also let her instantly figure out everything that happened in front of her.
Since I came here, I have never seen Zhan Qingfeng say anything to this person. It seems that this person must have been arranged by Zhan Qingfeng. I didn't expect this person to be far-sighted and thoughtful, and his thoughtfulness reached such a point. He thought about failure before thinking about victory, and arranged everything in advance.
But also because of this, be more prepared against the breeze in your heart! So, wasn't all his previous actions and the actions that made him feel warm were all this man's elaborate design?
What is he trying to do to please himself? Or ... what will the warriors do?
In the mind of Miao Xiaomiao, for the first time, the height of this problem has been raised to the height of the entire family of the warring family.
"Brother Lin, my brother hadn't expected that there would be a meeting today, and he didn't have a musical instrument with him, so I had to borrow my brother Tai Yuxiao." Jun Moxie smiled and nodded.
Lin Qingyin smiled and agreed, took out the jade flute, wiped it in the water very carefully, then held the jade flute with white silk, and sent it to Jun Moxie.
This practice, in the magic hall, is the greatest respect a musician has for his peers!
In the capacity of everyone in Lin Qing ’s music scene, he insisted on his own stand. It is impossible to lend others to play instruments without leaving, but everyone can clearly feel an atmosphere in Lin Qing ’s actions. .
That is, Mo Junye used Lin Xiaoyin to perform music to Lin Qingyin. It should be Lin Qingyin himself and the jade tube that really should be felt and honored!
Jun Moxie took the flute in his hand, but he felt nothing in his hand, and he was startled, saying: "Good flute."
The jade flute is in my hand, and I can barely feel the weight. Such jade quality, I believe only extremely rare light spirit jade can do it!
"A good flute also requires a good talent. This jade flute is a bit of a mess in my hands. Now there is only hope in Brother Mo, I hope it can make a different voice in Brother Mo's hands. Come on. "Lin Qingyin smiled lonely and slowly backed away.
"Brother Lin is too humble." Jun Moxie smiled slightly, looked at Yu Xiao in his hand, and whispered, "This song I'm about to play was written by a woman and passed down to the world. It ’s been hundreds of years ... Or the jealous red-faced, this peerless red-powder, beautiful woman, frowning all her life, weak body, less than 20 years, she has given up, a generation of red-faced beauty, disappeared in the dust, let People could not help but sigh. However, because we are remote, this piece of music has not been circulated, and it was just a coincidence that I was fortunate enough to learn this depression; today I played a little, The Commonwealth Product. "
He said so, many people on the jury have their ears raised. Obviously, this is another piece of music that has never been heard before.
Also made by a woman!
"Although this girl has a fascinating appearance, because of her weak body, she is sick all year round, and rarely goes out. The most common pleasure is to watch the flowers bloom in front of the court, and see the clouds in the sky ... that day The garden was full of flowers, and she enjoyed it for a full day. She was very happy under her heart; she planned to go again tomorrow! But on that night, there was a strong wind and a light rain. Thousands of flowers in full bloom faded all night ... ... "
Jun Moxie said here, Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but whispered. It would be sad to change this woman to be her own heart, especially if this woman is still sick all year round, her heart will be weak, and it would be more difficult to bear the sudden loss of her pleasure due to natural changes.
Sure enough, only listening to Jun Moxie said: "... she heard the wind and rain in the evening, and was anxious under already. When the day after tomorrow became bright, she got up and came to the garden and went to the garden. Look at her favorite flower, but in front of her, there is a terrible redness ... "
"She is very sad. Yesterday was still a flower of all colors, but today she withered like this, but when she was sad, she couldn't bear it. The petals were crushed in the dust, and the petals on the ground were counted. Sweep it up, cover it with sachets, and bury them ... Just as she was burying flowers, she suddenly thought of herself. Why is she not in such a flowery age, but she is seriously ill or will soon die. , I can bury flowers today, who will bury myself in another day? "
"Either it was touching the scene, or it was caused by the heart. This strange woman improvised a poem called" Buried Flowers ", and the song I want to play today is her own. The composer and the composer, and the woman died within three days after the song was composed ... "
"After listening to Brother Mo's words, the younger girl really couldn't wait to hear the song" Funny Flowers "." Miao Xiaomiao was full of eyes and said with interest: "But in Mo Can I write down this poem before I play it? "
"Miao Miao asked, naturally it can!" Jun Moxie said generously.
Miao Xiaomiao waved his hand, sent the pen and ink paper, placed it in front of herself, and smiled: "Brother Mo, just recite, and the little girl will do the recording."
"It's so good." Jun Moxie knew what she meant, and she might have to compete in calligraphy for a while, but it was better not to show her hole cards for the time being.
The two are like singing a double reed. If you say a word to me, you will render the atmosphere of this song if no one is there. The funeral flower chant has not yet started to play, but it was already. Heartstrings.
First tell a moving story, resonate with people ’s hearts, and then write out the relevant lyrics, before showing it to the crowd, and finally come to formally play this song, no doubt can make this song reach unprecedented power To the maximum!
With Miao Xiaomiao's hand dipped in ink, under Jun Moxie's soft recitation, in the "Funement of Flowers" which was once popular on the earth, almost men, women and children can catch up with the dream of the Red Mansion. This strange world has finally bloomed its unique glory!
"Hua Xie Hua Fei Fei Fei sky, who has pity for Hong Xiaoxiang?
Gossamer is a soft spring festival.
The girl in the boudoir cherishes the twilight, and there is nowhere to complain about her sorrow;
Hold flowers out of the embroidery hand, and endure the flowers to come and go.
Willow elm pods from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei;
Tao Li can send it again next year. Who do you know next year?
March's incense nest has been established, and Liang Jianyan is too ruthless.
Although Huafa will be able to peck next year, some people will go to Liang Kongchao and fall.
On the 360th day of the year, the wind sword and frost sword are violently forced;
How long can Mingmei Xianyan be?
Flower blossoms are easy to see and hard to find, and the front sorrow kills the flowers;
Standing alone, Huayan secretly shed tears, and saw blood on the branches.
The cuckoo is silent at dusk, and Lotus is returning to cover the heavy door;
The blue light was on the wall, and the cold rain knocked on the window.
Broken slaves are hurting? Half for Lianchun and half for Spring;
Lian Chun suddenly went to annoyance, and remained silent.
I sent out the tragic song outside the courtroom last night. I know it is the flower soul and the bird soul?
The flower soul and the bird soul are always difficult to stay, the birds are silent and the flowers are ashamed;
May the slave threaten to have wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.
At the end of the sky, where is Xiangqiu?
Weiruo's sacrifice is full of bright bones, and a stream of pure land covers the current;
Quality is better than clean.
He died today and was buried.
London ’s funeral is a funeral. Who does he know?
Looking at the fading spring flowers, it is when Hongyan is dead;
Every spring is full of redness and old age, and the flowers are lost! "
With Jun Moxie ’s recitation and Miao Xiaomiao ’s writing, everyone is immersed in this sad and sad but beautiful and elegant verse, even the two wars against Jun Moxie and Qing Yushu Brother, I can't say a word at this moment.
In the world, there are really such beautiful poems! And one word at a time, it is so true, close to everyone's life, the share of helplessness, the free and easy face of life and death ... Use flowers to metaphorize your innocence ...
In the world, it turned out that existence once had such a strange woman with blue heart ...