The wind blows and the clouds move, and the flute makes the fish swim.

The beauty in pink is reflected in the verdant green willows, and the artistic conception is picturesque.

Xia Qingchen stared quietly and listened silently.

It's a song.

The girl in pink put down her disciple and looked at Xia Qingchen: "Disturb the son's rest." ”

Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes and smiled lightly: "No, the girl's flute sound, whether it is pleasant or martial arts, is good." ”

The white-skinned face of the girl in pink showed a hint of surprise: "Can you hear the martial arts in the flute?"

However, she didn't deliberately release her martial arts!

It's just an ordinary blowing.

The girl in pink had a hint of interest in her eyes, walked up the stairs, walked to the pavilion, and said, "I'm Luo Shuixian, who is the son?"

"Xia Qingchen. ”

"Young Master Xia is proficient in sonic martial arts?" Luo Shuixian asked curiously.

It's a real surprise.

Sonic martial arts are very rare, very few people practice, and less than one person understands it.

I'm actually running into one right now.

"A little bit of it. Xia Qingchen found out at close range that the girl in pink was exceptionally beautiful.

The skin is fair, and the eyes are clear and serene.

The temperament is tranquil, such as a holy fairy who does not stir up dust.

"What does that boy think, how is my sonic martial arts?" Luo Shuixian said as he sat on the stone bench opposite, full of anticipation.

It was the first time she had discussed sonic martial arts with someone.

Xia Qingchen thought for a while: "It can only be considered good, I think, you are because of the incomplete martial arts, so you filled in some by yourself, right?"

Luo Narcissus's face was shocked.

She thought that Xia Qingchen just understood it simply, but who knew that he would reveal his secrets.

Her martial arts skills are the remnants of the Hundred Flowers family that have been passed down from generation to generation, called "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix".

However, it is very old and has many defects.

With her ingenuity and talent for music, she forcibly filled in the gaps herself.

Barely succeeded in cultivating martial arts.

Hardly many people know about it.

Xia Qingchen actually knew.

It's incredible!

"Xia Gongzi is very knowledgeable, Luo Shui admires!" Luo Shuixian sincerely admired.

After hesitating for a while, she was a little embarrassed to speak, and said, "Luo Shui boldly pleaded with Gongzi for advice. ”

When we first met, I asked someone for advice, which was really abrupt.

Xia Qingchen didn't care and said, "Yes, anyway, I'm idle for the time being." ”

Luo Shuimian was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and bowed: "Thank you, Master Xia." ”

However, she was not too surprised.

Her beautiful appearance can often attract the courtesy of strange men, and Xia Qingchen in front of her should also be amazed by her appearance.

"Lend me the flute. Xia Qingchen said.

Luo Shui hesitated, the flute he used was given to a strange man?

She was resistant, but in order to exchange the flute sound, she still chose to hand over the flute to Xia Qingchen.

Xindao, after he uses it, throw it away.

It's just a flute.

Xia Qingchen took the flute, wiped it with his fingers, and wiped all the remaining lip prints on the flute hole.

Then, the right time to play.

blows the "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" she just played.

This song used to be Ningshuang's favorite song.

She likes to be alone, standing on the top of the clouds, looking at the distant dustless god king, playing silently.

A trace of remembrance flashed in Xia Qingchen's heart, and he played it gently.

The melodious flute sound lingers like a dream back to a thousand years, and it is sad like the cold rain at midnight.

A voice, a song, interpreting those lost and irretrievable time.

The mountains are empty, and the lakes are quiet.

The white clouds are leisurely.

The heart is peaceful, and the mind is drunk.

It's hard to chase the past.

The noisy insect chirping stopped together.

The small fish in the pond slowly swim over.

The white birds in the garden quietly landed on the branches outside the courtyard.

Heaven is silent.

Only the flute sound.

For a long time, a song is over.

Xia Qingchen put down the flute, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.

He seemed to see the scene of Ning Shuang standing in the distance, silently looking at himself, playing the flute alone.

At that time, after he became the king of gods, he was very busy.

It's not like it used to be, to accompany her.

Is the frost at that moment, like he is today, with a sad heart, blowing "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", reminiscing about the past time?

Pity.

At the end of the song, people are scattered!

A thousand years later, one of them is a god-king and the other is mortal.

The mountains and seas of the year, the bits and pieces of expressions of the year, like the dust scattered by the wind and rain, are scattered in the ruins of time.

It can never be found, it cannot be found.

Smack

A crisp round of applause sounded in his ears, waking him up.

Xia Qingchen put down the flute, and his expression was slightly gloomy: "I smiled, this is the original version of "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", I hope you have something to gain." ”

However, Luo Shuixian still couldn't help but applaud.

Bright eyes, glittering, faintly with tears.

She wiped her moist eyes and admired it more than once: "Xia Gongzi's song is dusty, touching, and Luoshui is not as good as what if." ”

Her heart was shaken.

The same tune, she only blew the sound.

Xia Qingchen blew out his god.

Even she was infected by the poignancy in the song and cried sadly.

"I've heard a lot, so I just understand a little bit. Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said abruptly.

After a pause, he added: "As long as you play the star power into it, you will naturally exert its due power." ”

Luo Shuixian was ashamed and said: "I was too engrossed just now, I didn't write down the piano score, can I trouble Xia Gongzi to blow it again?"

Xia Qingchen politely refused, saying: "This song hurts people's hearts, I don't want to blow it anymore." ”

Luo Shuixian stepped forward, and the melodious aroma was intoxicating.

Her beautiful face showed a look of pleading: "Young Master Xia, Luo Shui is cheeky, please blow it again." ”

Looking at the delicate face that can be broken at such a close distance, men will pity.

It's a pity that Xia Qingchen is never moved by his appearance.

The only thing that can move his heart is his heart.

"Girl, you and I meet in the water, there is only one song, please don't force people. Xia Qingchen said indifferently.

Not moved by its beauty in the slightest.

Luo Narcissus ear roots.

I was rejected!

She stood up and hurriedly said, "It's me who was rude, forgive me." ”

"Hmm. Xia Qingchen nodded, silent.

Luo Shuixian sat opposite him, and a pair of bright eyes stared at Xia Qingchen curiously from time to time.

In the deep eyes, there was no reflection of her figure.

She was a little frustrated in her heart, her face was not looked at by him.

However, because of this, Luo Shuixian was respectful.

At least, she was different from most of the men she met.

"Young Master Xia, I'll play some other tunes for you, okay?" Luo Shuixian picked up the flute.

glanced at the residue left by Xia Qingchen when he played, just wiped it gently, and played it generously.

At the right time.

Pear Blossom Fairy and Gongliang returned.

Hearing the flute sound floating in the garden from afar, Pear Blossom Fairy was surprised: "When did my sister feel so good that she actually played "Hollow Dream"?"

"Really?" Gongliang looked eagerly.

Pear Blossom Fairy glanced at Gongliang and smiled: "Count you lucky, when you meet my sister when she is in a good mood!"

"Hollow Dream" is her favorite piece of music, and she only plays it when she is in the best mood. Pear Blossom Fairy said: "The last time she played was a year ago, when she broke through the small star position. ”

"Normally, I don't know how to play at all. ”

Gongliang looked forward to it: "What if someone else asks her to play?"

If he has a deep meaning, he says.

Pear Blossom Fairy poured cold water on it without concealment: "No need to dream, only those who see her sister can say that she will play this song." 2k reading network