On the other side of Qishui, in the depths of the green bamboo forest, there are two gentlemen.

One of them holds a flute, and the other hooks a string.

Look at the handsome boy on the shore of the Qi River, his face is as prosperous and beautiful as a green bamboo.

Later, when some people recalled this scene, they were all sighing.

The mountain has Fusu, the forest has a son, not on the spot, sad sigh~~

The son entered the bamboo forest, and the landscape was dyed like ink, as if the danqing had not dried.

Such a beautiful scene, the barrage finally calmed down for a moment, and no one commented.

are enjoying this rare scene in 10,000 years.

Mu Qi is using his divine sense to communicate with Qin.

"Hangover, it's time for you to wake up. A low, ancient moan.

The piano under his hand suddenly let out a zheng.

The hangover guqin in ancient times finally woke up after 10,000 years.

However, that person would never appear again.

Changed.

What about the past and the present?

In the next second, Mu Qi, the maker of the guqin, began to pluck the strings.

As soon as the melodious sound of the piano began, Lan Junyu knew what Mu Qi was going to play.

He also knows this guqin, and he knows the owner of the guqin even more.

This piece is the favorite of the guqin owner.

"Ten Thousand Beasts"

Lan Junyu followed suit.

Tourists and pedestrians on the road were attracted to it.

The moment I saw people, I sighed in my heart that these two people were really stunners.

The moment they heard the tune, everyone was shocked.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Dynasty continued.

There are more than 100,000 butterflies in the sea of flowers over there in Qishui, birds and beasts in the bamboo forest and mountain forest.

Originally, when people saw this beast, they were all frightened, but they were reluctant to leave such a landscape.

And he saw that none of these beasts had the posture of attacking people, so he did not leave.

But they didn't know that this was the most correct choice for them in this life.

Mu Qi's movements turned into a phantom, and the sound of the flute began to change tone.

Intense, passionate, surging......

Songs that have been lost in ancient times have reappeared in this world.

The sensation was not temporary.

Not long ago, Mu Qi's room was placed on Weibo and other major websites by someone who put it.

Most netizens, after clicking on the website video, did not slip off and indulged in the tune.

The city, on the commercial street, on the big screen of the building.

The moment a pedestrian hears the song, he looks up and sees such a scene.

Stop and watch.

Hearken.

Without swearing, she, the Emperor God, is back.

It's a pity that this is the era, and they don't know who Mu Qi is.

On Mu Qi's side, the large beasts sat in rows.

The moment the song stopped, all the beasts bowed their heads.

"Roar~~"

......

"Beep~~"

......

In the next second, the beasts retreated.

Mu Qi's face was like a god's elegance, and he turned his face in a second.

"Walk by, don't miss it, you can't listen to this song in vain, you can reward as much as you can, or you can go to the live broadcast room to reward, I don't dislike it. “

The reward in the live broadcast room is its own, but the program team promised itself at the beginning.

Seriously, this director is also yes, in order to let himself come, he will do whatever it takes to reward himself in the live broadcast room.

Director who heard this: "......"

Investor: "......"

Damn, who would have thought that so many people could pour into the blue scum live broadcast room?

God knows they're losing a lot this time.

The tipping continues.

Everyone in the live broadcast room doesn't want money to throw rewards.

At the scene, as if you don't want money, give money, Lan Junyu is overwhelmed.

Mu Qi is responsible for the transfer of transfers, and Lan Junyu is responsible for receiving cash.

There is money in his pocket.