Chapter 1245

Cang Song Lin, who is located within 100 meters, is like waking up from a big dream and stares at her eyes in horror.

He never thought that Yehong was also a genius of ancient music who could arouse the joy.

"No, he's going to take the audience's attention away. I've got to start playing!"

Cang Song Lin bit his teeth and was about to start shooting, but all of a sudden his pupils shrank!

Because he found that no matter how hard he tried, his ten fingers were frozen and could not move the strings at all!

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

See Cang Song Lin tardy no action, Duanmu Chengya in a side heart Jiao to remind way.

But all of a sudden, he saw ten fingers of Cang Song Lin!

It is obvious that the fingers of Cang Song Lin are gradually dyed with a layer of strange blue and purple, as if frozen by the wind and snow.

But it's hot in June, where is the snow?

Duanmu Chengya back a cold, only feel a sense of horror from the heart.

All of a sudden, he trembled and recalled a record of his family.

"It's difficult, this is..."

Duanmu Chengya took a deep breath and said word by word: "is this the legend of the [music area]!"

The other judges on the spot were stunned, wondering, "what is the music field?"

Duanmu Chengya looked at Yehong in horror. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or cold. He shivered his lips and said, "that's a legendary area.

It is said that only those who have achieved great success in ancient music can step into the realm of terror.

As soon as the music field comes out, there will be no competition!

As long as you are in his music field, other musicians are not worthy of playing ancient music! "

The judges were shocked. They didn't expect that there was such a tyrannical thing in the world.

They didn't want to believe it, but the magical scene forced them to believe it.

Duan Mu also heard the words of Cang mu.

His heart is mixed with anxiety, fear, anger... Thousands of emotions.

Cang Songlin can't understand this realm at all, because he hasn't reached it yet!

And he is more reluctant to believe that a younger generation who is despised by him will understand this realm that he can not understand!

"I don't believe it!"

Cang Song Lin roared angrily, gnashing his teeth, and tried to lean his hands on the string!

Maybe it's over exertion. The ten fingers actually went through the string and broke several strings directly.

"My piano..."

Duanmu Chengya cried out without tears.

This is the best Guqin in Duanmu mansion. I didn't expect that it was damaged by Cang Songlin today. How can he not feel heartache.

At this time, Yehong also stopped playing.

If he didn't stop, some people might freeze to death on the spot under the constant chill.

But even so, the audience was still running their noses and hugging each other to keep warm.

They shiver all over, looking at Ye Hong's eyes full of horror.

In this hot summer day, the sound of night music can make them feel as if they are in winter. This magic state is beyond their understanding range!

And this time, when I looked at the old zither from the stall, people had no previous contempt.

In their opinion, this is a magic harp!

Night Hong put away his piano, looked up with a light smile, and looked at the gloomy pines.

At this time, Cang Songlin, known as the God of water music, didn't even play a note.

Who wins and who loses is judged by the superior.