"Hello guests, today there is a little woman who brings you a song of eighteen touches, stretch out that hand...... I forgot the words! ”

Jiang Li'er stared at the few people around him with innocent eyes: "Since the will of heaven is like this, then I have no choice but to dedicate a song to everyone about Nan Wu Amitabha...... Ay? ”

A sword and a child flew up to grab the wheat: "Ah Li, we have heard this, you can sing another song." ”

Jiang Chen quickly rushed over and hugged Jiang Li'er's thigh, not allowing her to grab the wheat.

Only Yanqin stood in place, not understanding why the two of them reacted so much.

I've heard the name of this, isn't it good?

But a sword, a little friend, and Jiang Chen swore to death that Jiang Li'er would not let Jiang Li'er sing this song.

As soon as the words of Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha came out, their wine was instantly awakened.

I really don't want my ears to be poisoned again, especially when there are so many children next to me, the children are still so young, what should I do if I have nightmares at night?

Fortunately, Jiang Li'er was still drunk and spoke very well, and nodded very obediently: "Then you sing, I'm thinking about it." ”

"You take a break first, and I'll sing it to you."

A sword and a child held Jiang Li'er's arm and let her sit on the sofa, because the first time he touched Ah Li, especially when he felt the warmth under his hand, his face turned red unconsciously.

However, because it was a little red after drinking, it was not easy to see it.

A sword and a child reluctantly removed his hand, thinking back to the touch just now, Ah Li's arms are so thin, really a little too thin.

You turn your head, see the meaning of the burning qin's eyes, smile defiantly, and then pick up the microphone and sing.

The song that Jiang Chen sang before was still the one he sang before, but it was completely different from what Jiang Chen sang.

The voice is full of tenderness, sadness, and reluctance to ......

Jiang Li'er almost cried, but her expression was still a little sad, compared to Jiang Chen, who was crying on the side, Jiang Li'er was secretly happy: Fortunately, she is a strong person, otherwise she would have cried so ugly.

Jiang Chen, who didn't know the truth, always felt that Ah Li looked at him with sympathy in his eyes.

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After a sword and a child finished singing, Yanqin was not to be outdone, and also sang a song, which was a slightly cheerful song, which was also very gentle.

After singing, Jiang Li'er did not hesitate to offer her applause, and her hands were red.

"Since everyone has sung it, then I will also sing a song, rest assured, don't sing Nan Wu Amitabha, it's a song I heard by chance, I forgot what it was called, I heard that it was made by an emperor who destroyed the country."

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past......... Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward......"

Jiang Li'er sang very intoxicated, this is the river below the mountain by chance, a painting boat floated in it, and a woman sang in it.

She didn't know what it meant at the time, so she felt that the singing was quite sad, similar to her mood not long after she became a ghost.

It's just that later she became a Buddhist ghost and the ghost king of this mountain, so she felt that such babbling songs were not worthy of domineering, and she was gradually forgotten.

But seeing that everyone was so sad today, she suddenly remembered.

After singing, she felt that she could learn from Jiang Chen to sigh: "You don't know that this emperor is miserable, the country is gone, what else is there to come?" It's so annoying, the man didn't say anything at the time, it was very miserable, and in the end he died because of this, but it was miserable......"