Chapter 126: Living up to the name of Zhenbei Hou

"Dingding-ding-"

The piano sounded in all directions.

Every note is resonant.

It seems that the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

It's more like, the city is full of golden armor, and I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom!

I saw the girl's hands, the speed was extremely fast, plucking the piano sound, and playing an unknown song "Ambush on All Sides".

Guqin was Chu Yue's only hobby in the previous life, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

If Ye Ruoxue's "Wuling Song" is affectionate, then Ye Chuyue's play is a one-man and invincible!

Fighting on the battlefield, the horse leather shroud.

The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband!

Those who listen to this song from all over the world are like wearing armor and holding swords in their hands, defending their families and defending the country in the shouts of killing.

Three thousand killing sounds, piercing the quiet night.

Chu Yue's eyes were wrapped in ribbons, but the speed at which she played the piano was getting faster and faster, exuding a cold and bloody momentum all over her body.

The sound of the piano is as sharp as a pearl and jade, like a strong wind hitting the mountains and rivers, like a blood moon hanging high, and corpses are everywhere.

It was as if the universe was reversed, and a man came with a ten-foot broadsword, turning over the clouds and raining his hands, splitting the sun and the moon, cutting off the mountains and seas, and making the enemy army crushed.

Finally, the dawn broke, and the light of dawn fell on the bloody flag.

This precarious city has ushered in victory!

Bite!

Qu Bi.

The breeze blows, and the ribbons that cover the eyes fall.

Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and looked coldly at the stunned and stunned guests.

"Smack. ”

The teacup in Tan Beici's hand fell to the ground.

He stood up abruptly and said excitedly: "This song, the peaks and loops, the heart, I have never heard a better tune in my life." ”

Flesh and blood, smart for nine days!

Xue Cheng drank and said with a smile: "Xiaohou seems to have seen the Zhenbei Hou who fought in the south and the north many years ago. Ah Yue, I didn't expect you to hide such a hand!"

"Wonderful!

The eldest prince Xuanyuan Qi was in a fierce mood: "The tune is atmospheric, and the sound of the piano is mighty, like a million male teachers entering my dream! ”

Tan Cheng said: "Miss Ye San, live up to the name of Zhenbei Hou!"

Next to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Zhang Zong, the leader of the Golden Armor Guard, looked at Chu Yue with tears in his eyes.

He seemed to be boiling again.

It seems to have returned to the days when he accompanied the birth and death of Beihou of Zhen.

In the past few years, Ye Chuyue has been criticized, abused, and pointed out by thousands of people, and she is not even as good as a street mouse.

As the old department of Zhenbei, he ignored it.

And now, he had an impulse.

He wanted to know what would happen to the end of the future if he followed this girl.

"Mother's play, listen well......" Xiaobao bandaged the little fox's wound and said in a milky voice.

It's so nice.

The little fox couldn't hold on and fainted in Xiaobao's arms.

"How could it be ......" Ye Ruoxue shook her head frantically: "When did she secretly learn the piano......

In the past few years, Ye Chuyue has been living under their noses, where did she learn the piano skills?

Even Su Linglong was left without a master for a while.

Suddenly, Su Linglong turned her head to look at Ye Haipeng.

Ye Haipeng's eyes were a little obsessed.

He seemed to see the woman, the woman he was obsessed with, but never got it.

Ye Haipeng's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Su Linglong's fingertips trembled slightly, and she felt ...... Panic!

"Feng Lingqin has been ownerless for many years, and now it seems that only Miss Ye San's exquisite piano skills are worthy of Feng Lingqin. ”

"This Feng Lingqin, let's give it to Miss Ye San. ”

The Seven Emperor Uncles were as indifferent as snow, and when he said it, he shouted, and the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion was already boiling!