The cold light flashed in the cold eyes, the cold hum of Ryukyu and the flick of his fingers. The silver strings immediately bounced back and shot out from the head and neck of Liang Cheng. They vibrated constantly on the surface of Yao Qin.
Silk blood beads vibrated on it. A mahogany and Yao Qin was brewed with blood color.
There was a silence around him, in which Liang Cheng fell down slowly.
The white dress is light and cold, but it is amazing at this moment.
"Good." A scream of excitement, in the silence suddenly sounded, Yunzhao rushed over with joy, shouting.
It was as if he had won by himself.
Ryukyu holds the Yao Qin in his hand, looks at the fallen body coldly, and throws a cold hum clearly.
I'm so proud of myself.
The voice fell, and Ryukyu looked up at the corner of the conference. No one was there. The eyes that he felt just now disappeared.
That look is very familiar. It's so sharp and cold. Isn't it
The eyebrows and eyes moved, and Ryukyu took back his vision of the past.
"Beautiful, brother Liu." Yunzhao stands under the challenge arena. The palm of his hand is red and his face is full of excitement and pride.
The quiet crowd around seemed to find their own voice at this time. The cheers came one after another, almost making a noise this day.
Cold eyes swept over Yunzhao, and all the people behind Yunzhao received the bottom of their eyes.
In that eye, in addition to shock and examination, there was a trace of greed, greed for Yao Qin in her hand.
When Ryukyu saw this, he smiled coldly. Suddenly he raised his hand and banged the yaoqin on the ground. The Hongmu yaoqin was split immediately.
All the people around were shocked and surprised to see Ryukyu.
Ryukyu didn't say a word. He turned around and jumped off the challenge arena. With a wave of white skirt, he drifted away.
"Brother Liu, what are you doing? It's a pity that such a good piano has been ruined. " In his surprise, Yunzhao jumped onto the challenge arena and picked up the Yao Qin.