Until the prelude passed, Mo Ruqi still didn't understand the wonderfulness of this golden lacquer phoenix head gonghou, and the timbre was still vulgar, because he was out of the way, but he didn't care about the reaction of others. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

However, it is rumored that the sound of this object is exquisite and unparalleled in the world, and it can pour internal force into the music.

Mo Ruqi suddenly remembered the sound attack skills of the black-clothed man outside the Eight Music Workshop that night! Gather the internal force on the fingertips and integrate into the sound of the piano, and this beautiful sound will give internal strength, which is also the special feature of the gold lacquer phoenix head gonghou.

Trying to recall the rhythm of the man in black that night, learning the method of the man in black, his fingertips gathered internal force into the ancient song of "Phoenix Yu Fei", until the first paragraph passed, Mo Ruqi gradually mastered the playing method of this golden lacquer phoenix head gonghou.

At this time, Mo Ruqi had no time to take into account the reactions of others, and was obsessed with the rhythm of her fingertips, without me or him. In such an intoxication, the dull piano sound gradually became ethereal, Mo Ruqi didn't see it, and everyone's brows gradually relaxed, although it was not so good, but at least it was no longer unpleasant.

Qi Shen Dantian, gathering the internal force on his fingertips, the tiny strings trembled slightly under the fingertips, "Zheng!" After a dull noise, the aftermath gradually became beautiful.

Try again, it's still the same, no matter how you manipulate the strings, what first enters your ears is a despicable noise, only the aftersound is like the sound of a beam, which is endless.

After repeated attempts and failures, I don't know how many times I have tried and tested, Mo Ruqi seems to have finally understood one or two.

The fingertips gradually drifted away from the strings, and the strings were controlled with strong telekinesis, without direct contact with the strings, only with telekinesis, and the piano was moved by the heart, and finally the dull timbre disappeared completely because the fingertips were not in direct contact with the strings.

Tasting the sweetness, Mo Ruqi increased her true anger a little more. The beautiful timbre finally poured out of this gonghou:

The phoenix is flying, its feathers are also gathered. Oi King Dorjeshi, the envoy of the Wei gentleman, flattered the Son of Heaven.

The phoenix is flying, its feathers are flying, and it is also in the sky. The Elder Brothers, the king of Oi, are the life of the gentleman and flattering the people.

The phoenix is singing, and it is in the high hill. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun. Yongyong.

"Phoenix Flying" is a metaphor for husband and wife and good love, wishing people a happy marriage. Playing this song on this day was supposed to be in response to the occasion, but it was as strange as Qi, but it couldn't blend into this scene.

Seven years ago, I couldn't love it, but now I don't love it, and I am afraid that it is nothing more than that.

There is no happiness of love and beauty, only desolation and melancholy.

"The golden lacquer phoenix head Konghou has recognized the master!" An exclamation came from among the crowd, and everyone was attentive and only amazed.

The head of the gold-lacquered phoenix was like a phoenix's thin neck, and suddenly raised its head slowly like a living phoenix, and the gold-lacquered wooden tire was like the golden wings of a phoenix.

Under the playing of Mo Ruqi, as the peerless melody gradually unfolded, it can be seen from a distance that the golden lacquer phoenix head has transformed into a phoenix with wings ready to fly, and under the gentle touch of the master, it raises its proud head, wanting to soar into the sky and make a splash.

The beautiful timbre is also changed by the stretched strings.

Everyone only feels as if they are in a sea of flowers, the fragrance of flowers, the endless colors, and the butterflies flying all over the world are all refreshing and fascinating!

As soon as the timbre turned, everyone's eyes seemed to turn again, and everyone only heard the cheerful chirping of thousands of birds in their ears, surrounding the phoenix in the middle, singing the hymn of life.

But in an instant, there was a sudden hissing of various spirit beasts in the ears, and the picture turned, full of snow white, as if in the middle of the sea of snow, the vast expanse in front of him, only heard the neighing of the beasts in the pavilion in his ears, sad and sad.

Everyone was immersed in the scene outlined by the sound of the piano, laughing or crying, happy or sad, unable to extricate themselves.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the picture in front of him disappeared instantly, and he returned to reality from the illusion, and the golden lacquer phoenix with wings folded folded its wings, like a docile phoenix, returning to Mo Ruqi's face.

Even Mo Ruqi was dumbfounded, this was the first time she had touched this gold-lacquered phoenix head, and she didn't know that this thing really had aura. Is this what they call the phoenix head and the Lord confessed? How could she be the owner of such treasures? There are many doubts in her mind, but she still can't understand them.

And beside her, Jin Xin stood upright, looking at her with a smile in her eyes, without the slightest surprise or doubt, as if everything was expected by her.

And this Jinxin has watched herself grow up since she was a child, and she can't understand her at this moment!

From the time she came to this Qiyao Hall with the golden lacquer phoenix head Gonghou, she had already divided Jinxin from her own camp to Yuwen Junyan's camp in her heart. Because she saw Jinxin's respect for Yuwen Junhiko, yes, respect.

For her, Jinxin has cared for, loved, and cared for the juniors, but even if she is the master of the Water Killing Pavilion, Jinxin has never been respectful to her.

And as expected as Jinxin, there is also Yuwen Junyan in the palace.

Looking at the majestic Qiyao Hall again, it has already been hit by the notes with internal force! If this internal strength hits people, I am afraid of ......

Mo Ruqi sighed secretly, withdrew the internal force into her body, and a thought flashed in her mind thousands of times. When people were intoxicated, they caught Yuwen Junyan off guard, so that all the grievances and grievances were broken!

However, no matter how everyone is intoxicated, it is based on their internal force under themselves, and they are easily brought into this illusion by her, and Yuwen Junyan, whose internal strength is comparable to her, she can't control him!

stepped forward to ask for sin: "The first time I cooperated with this golden lacquer phoenix head Gonghou, I can't control it freely, and I ask the king to forgive me." ”

Only then did everyone come back to their senses from the illusion, and they still reminisced about the music of Fang Cai, only to feel that it was wonderful! Even the old minister, who has been an official for decades and has seen all kinds of court music, thinks that he has never heard such a beautiful tune!

Yuwen Junyan half-squinted his eyes, looking at the potholes on the pillars inlaid with gold and jade, but he seemed to be smiling: "If this is called not being able to control freely, I don't know who dares to admit that he can control it?" ”

At this time, under the leadership of Du Tairan, who had been participating in her, the ministers once again performed the national salute of three bows and nine knocks, and shouted: "The will of succession, the master of the golden lacquer phoenix head is the mistress of my dynasty!" Weichen see Mrs., may the king and Mrs. Phoenix fly together! ”

Yuwen Junyan smiled even more at the corner of his mouth, got up, walked down step by step, led her, and walked back to the dragon chair again.

At this moment, Mo Ruqi carries the envy of many palace people, but who knows, but her heart is desolate.

The sound of the ministers' worship is still in my ears, heh, the phoenix flies together......

Yesterday's clouds and rain, today's step by step calculation. He has his great cause of recovering the country, she has her thoughts of revenge, the phoenix and the phoenix have long been in the same bed and have different dreams, how to fly together.