"County Lord." The Shadow Guard respectfully handed a rectangular brown cloth bag to Yu Yu Lingshuang's hand.

After Yu Yu Lingshuang stretched out his hand to take it, he saluted again, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

"Looks like it's supposed to be a piano."

"Well, it seems that the county lord is preparing to play the piano, but I don't know how the county lord is playing the piano?"

"What else, even if it's not good, I'm afraid we can only listen to it."

"I'm more curious about this piano, it's wrapped so tightly, I'm afraid it's not easy."

"There are countless treasures in the palace side by side, and this piano naturally has an extraordinary origin."

"yes."

"That's right, that's right."

……

They whispered, thinking that Youyu Lingshuang couldn't hear it, but they didn't know that Youyu Lingshuang heard everything, but they didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Yu Yu Lingshuang carefully carried Qin to the small table prepared in advance, and slowly lifted the wrapping.

When the whole piano was exposed to the air, everyone's faces were full of gloomy amazement.

The body of the piano seems to be through the yin, but not through the yin, people can not see the material, the upper left corner is engraved with a winged ice blue butterfly, lifelike, the same color as the butterfly but with a faint fluorescent strings, trembling slightly, from time to time emitting a very fine buzzing sound.

The rain bell qin is also known as the ice string qin, the origin is unknown, the legend of the butterfly dance emperor of the beloved thing, has a mysterious power, which has the inheritance of the emperor, and the wind and rain flute together called the wind and rain bell lin.

Youyu Lingshuang has never admired anyone in her life, nor has she bowed to anyone.

But only the Butterfly Dance Emperor, that is a transcendent legendary existence, is the goal she wants to catch up with all her life.

The inheritance of the emperor, don't say that the world covets it, even she will be crazy about it.

Because this qin is bound to attract bloody rain and cause great murder, so the Butterfly Dance Emperor used secret techniques to seal it and destroy the relevant records.

To this day, not many people know about it, let alone recognize it.

Youyu Lingshuang has always loved music, and collecting guqin is one of her few hobbies.

What is the origin of this rain bell...... She learned about it from the relics left behind by her mother, and she didn't want to investigate the rest, so she didn't need to know.

"This piano is interesting." Sang Moyu said fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

Hearing this, a cold light quickly flashed in her eyes, and it was fleeting.

After burning the incense, she sat down with Shi Shiran, and her fingers flicked lightly.

Just listen to Ding Dong -

With a pleasant crisp sound, everyone couldn't help but feel shocked, as if a stone had suddenly fallen in a calm lake, causing layers of ripples.

After the audition, the official start of playing.

I saw Youyu Lingshuang's ten fingers, plucking the strings elegantly, and the sound of Qingyue's piano slowly poured out.

Sometimes it flows quietly like a stream, and sometimes it flows like a waterfall in a deep stream in a hollow valley, running wildly and like thunder.

Dong - Yu Yu Lingshuang backhanded, the style of painting suddenly changed.

On the vast prairie, countless sturdy horses are racing for the lead. The galloping momentum of thousands of horses is passionate and high-pitched, which makes people's hearts surge.

The sound of the piano changes again, tossing and turning on the battlefield, millions of heroes, Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the killing spirit of the sky, which makes people's hearts broken.

Many of the people present were so frightened that their blood faded, and the two trembled, and many women cried directly.

The scene seemed to get a little out of control, and Yu Yu Lingshuang ignored it, raising her eyes and raising her eyes towards Sang Moyu with a cold and bloodthirsty smile.

Sang Moyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he raised his sleeves and took out a snow jade flute and put it to his lips.

This jade flute is snow-white and flawless, and the tail end is also engraved with an ice-blue butterfly, but the butterfly's form is not wings, but wings are half-open and half-closed.

Youyu Lingshuang plays the piano, Sang Moyu blows the flute, and the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute sometimes fight each other, and sometimes they are weirdly combined.

The two tacitly did not use internal force to fight, but even so, it still suffered those who acted as audiences.

Their minds were still on the battlefield, but this time it was more terrifying, and the two armies were evenly matched.

Two coercions that were enough to change the color of the mountains and rivers sandwiched them in the middle, and at any moment, they could be twisted into a pile of minced meat at any time.

"Come to think of it, tonight's side-by-side palace will definitely be crowded with carriages." Wen Qitian took a sip of tea and said with a straight face.

When the words fell, the two voices of the piano flute were completely integrated together, tactful and melodious, and extremely lingering.

In an instant, the earth rejuvenated, and everything returned to tranquility and prosperity.