Eighteen women, with their clothes floating and fairy like, look pleasing to the eye. With their slender fingers, they dance on the Guqin. The sound of the Guqin washes people's spirits.
In front of us, the beautiful scenery is picturesque, the beautiful woman is immortal, the piano sound is like a big pearl, and the small pearl falls on the jade plate. Standing here, it seems to be accepting some kind of soul baptism, far away from the troubles of the world, and forgetting all the worries. It can make people empty their mind in an instant, which is a wonderful enjoyment.
Long Chen saw many strong men in gorgeous clothes with rosefinch embroidered on their sleeves. Long Chen had seen such a tattoo on the great prince Zhu Yunwen, and knew it was a symbol of Royal identity.
Next to the Royal disciples were a group of men and women in scholar's clothes. They were very young, not practitioners. They sat with the royal family members, but they had a clear distinction, which meant that well water did not offend river water.
Except for the thousands of seats in front of us, the rest of us could only stand in the distance to enjoy the music. There were hundreds of thousands of people present, but none of them made a sound. They were all listening to the wonderful music.
Long Chen stood in the crowd, not conspicuous by his height, but the big knife he was carrying was particularly conspicuous.
It's just that those scholars are disgusted to see longchen. It seems that longchen's dress makes them very uncomfortable, but they don't say anything.
While enjoying the performance, long Chen looked at the Royal disciples in front of him and found that there were men and women among them. The eldest prince was not among them, and the figure he expected did not appear.
Longchen sees a few faint breath. It's like a strong man with a wild beast dormant in his body. Longchen not only sighs in secret, but also sighs that Zhuque empire is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the experts are like clouds.
But what puzzles long Chen is that Liao Yuhuang himself is a master. Today he even plays a song with so many people at the same time. It seems that these people are her classmates. That is to say, they all come from Qin sect, one of the four ancient schools.
Suddenly, in the sound of the piano, a melodious sound of the flute sounded, and a woman in yellow came out. When the sound of the flute sounded, the whole music was pulled up in an instant, and the tune gradually rose, with a great momentum to the sky.
When the tune of the flute reaches the extreme, it stops suddenly, and the sound of the piano and flute disappears. However, the echo between the heaven and the earth is endless, and the soul seems to be sent to the clouds, hovering around for a long time.
After a while, people clapped and clapped. It was obvious that the music was so exciting and wonderful.
In particular, the last treble seems to bring people into the sky. The feeling of impact and explosion is endless. It seems to see an unprecedented world.
Both practitioners and ordinary people can resonate. The people present applaud desperately.
The women in yellow and the other women playing the zither stood up one after another and saluted the audience. When Liao Yuhuang's eyes swept the audience, his eyes suddenly brightened and he saw the Dragon dust in the crowd.
Long Chen nods to Liao Yuhuang. Although he doesn't have much contact with Liao Yuhuang, at the Kyushu conference, Liao Yuhuang once helped long Chen. Long Chen always remembers this feeling.
Liao Yuhuang suddenly whispered a few words to the woman on the stage. The woman in yellow looked at longchen in surprise, and then nodded.
Liao Yuhuang just lightly lifted her long skirt and ran down from one side of the platform to longchen. Her movement attracted everyone all at once. She didn't know what she was going to do.
The woman in yellow and other women also looked at longchen, as if they were waiting for something. For a moment, everyone looked at longchen, but found that the man in black didn't know anyone.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still have the same style. I'm glad to see you have made further progress." When Liao Yuhuang comes, long Chen gives a gift first and says.
"Brother long is very polite. After many years of farewell, brother Long's life is full of Qi and blood, and the road of martial arts is thousands of miles a day. It's really gratifying." Liao Yu Huang also gave a gift, with a smile on her face. It seemed that she was very happy to see long Chen.
"If brother long doesn't give up, sit in the front row." Liao Yu's hand tilted and made a gesture of invitation.
Liao Yuhuang's action shocked countless people. The disciples of Qin sect are immortals who don't eat fireworks. They are the symbol of holiness. They are noble and holy, but they keep away from others.
People can enjoy the music of the disciples of Qin sect, but few of them can speak to them. Even the people sitting in the front row have a very special status and dare not speak rashly for fear of being rude to the beauty.
Now Liao Yuhuang is so gracious to invite long Chen to sit in the front row. Many people are surprised and jealous. Many people whisper to themselves and guess the origin of long Chen.
"No, I'm working nearby. I'm attracted by your wonderful music. Just come and listen to it. I'll leave in a moment. You don't have to greet me, Yuhuang fairy." Dragon dust see so many people looking at him, suddenly some uncomfortable, he doesn't want to be in the limelight here.
Especially those scholars over there, looking at him one by one, with a very unfriendly look in their eyes. Long Chen was afraid that he would be angry for a while, and slapped a large area of him to death."Brother long, are you not willing to give me any advice? Last time at the Kyushu conference, Yuhuang didn't have the chance to ask for advice from you. This time, we can't miss another good opportunity. " With that, in everyone's shocked eyes, Liao Yuhuang actually holds long Chen's hand, does not give long Chen the chance to refuse, so he drags long Chen to the stage.
Long Chen suddenly felt embarrassed. This action was obviously too intimate. However, Liao Yuhuang's eyes were innocent without too much emotional fluctuation. This action just wanted to keep him, and there was no love between men and women.
Being pulled by Liao Yuhuang, long Chen is too embarrassed to fling her away. That would be rude and rude.
In desperation, long Chen can only harden his head to come to the front of the stage. When he comes to the front of the stage, he finds that the seats here are full of people, and there is no place for him at all.
Those scholars, with proud faces, looked at longchen coldly, and didn't mean to give way.
"If you don't want to squeeze us together, man?" Just as Liao Yuhuang was about to speak, a young man in the third row waved warmly to long Chen.
It was a young man in his early twenties, with a delicate appearance, just like a clever boy.
However, this big boy is a terrible super strong man with strong breath. However, such a person gives people a feeling of innocence and harmlessness.
"Thank you so much."
With a fist clasping, long Chen quickly sits next to the man and shares a seat with him. Originally, Liao Yuhuang wanted long Chen to sit in the first row in order to show his respect for him, but long Chen didn't give her the chance to give way and sat down directly.
"Your name is long Chen, isn't it?"
Suddenly, in the first row, a woman turned her head to look at longchen, cold tunnel, voice, with a strong hostility.
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