Duan Qifeng and the three of them came down from the third floor of the Drunken Ling Palace on time.

Qin Tian and Long Yi, who were guarding the second floor, were shocked when they saw it, why did the three of them all stagger?

"Oh my God, what are you doing here?" Qin Tian was a little confused, "Not only are you drunk, but you also have so many things hanging on your back?" ”

"Hahaha, good, good, good! Balls! Long Shang said three "yes" in a row, and laughed happily, "Drunk to death, it's much cooler than being awake to death!" ”

"Miss Duan, otherwise, let's not go. Or, wait until the wine wakes up? Qin Tian whispered, "I'll take care of the rest of the matter." ”

"Go! Why not go? Qi Feng exhaled a big sip of wine, "The old lady drank up the jar of wine you sent, just to fight the war!" ”

"Drink, drink it all?" Qin Tian was shocked, even if he drained the jar of wine, he would have to get drunk, not to mention the three of them ordinary people.

Two weak women, plus a child who doesn't look good.

"Well, yes, you did a good job!" Qi Feng's footsteps were crooked, and the bamboo flute in his hand was pointed at Qin Tian's body, so that he didn't fall, "Not only does the wine taste good, but the taste of the snacks is good, too, it's great!" ”

"Down, appetizers?" Qin Tian was stunned.

"The instrument I hold in both hands," Long Shang came to his senses and laughed: "Hahaha, you are holding a large jar of wine in your right hand and a big bag of things in your left hand. ”

"Well, that ...... to drink"

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric! For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Qi Feng no longer paid attention to them, sang all the way, and left in a dashing manner, "You should be generous, and your worries will be unforgettable." How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang. ”

The three of them stumbled all the way towards the gate of Jiyin Castle, and Qin Tianlong hurriedly ran back and forth, left and right, ready to help people at any time, for fear that they would fall.

"Stop, stop! You can't bring weapons to enter the Polar Sound Castle! Fan Ren Li Jian at the door saw that the three of them were not only drunk, but also brought a lot of strange things, so he hurriedly stopped them.

"Are you blind, don't you see clearly that the old lady is carrying a drum, holding a drumstick in her hand, carrying a pipa on her shoulder, and hanging a hole flute on her waist?" Qiu Yue, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, blushed, and was even more bold after drinking, and was the first to roar loudly.

"You're a war drum, which is a musical instrument?" Fan Ren Li Jian was really yelled at first, and then he felt that he had lost face, and retorted angrily.

"The old lady responds to the battle and uses the drum as music, so the war drum is a musical instrument in the hands of the old lady." Qi Feng leaned against the wall and said, "If you want the old lady to enter, open the door, and if you don't open the door, the old lady will turn around and leave." ”

"As long as it's not a weapon, Miss Duan can bring whatever she wants!" Qin Tian glared at Fan Ren and said, "If you don't let it take it in violation of the rules, then this battle will be canceled!" ”

"Everything is ready, how can you give up!" Li Jian hurriedly pulled Fan Ren to check, and said in his heart, let's check them quickly and let them in. Who didn't come out alive before if he didn't go in and listen to the teacher's song? Even if you bring weapons, it's useless, but with musical instruments.

On the back of the three nights are two larger drums, a small drum is hung on the chest, two larger drumsticks are held in the hand, and on the shoulder and waist are the piano, cymbals, and even small musical instruments such as five-tongued bamboo reeds.

In addition to the bamboo flute in his hand, Qi Feng is relaxed.

"Check it out, start the battlefield!" With a loud roar from Fan Ren, the shiny and heavy golden gate slowly opened.

There was a brief commotion among the spectators on the high platform of Yanlou and Yelou, and then a string of singing voices was heard.

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric! For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. With the rumbling sound of the door opening, Qi Feng and the other three staggered into the castle.

"It's really chic to die!" There was another commotion among the spectators.

Fan Ren and the others looked at each other strangely, and then quickly retreated to the Drunken Ling Palace.

Forts of Extreme Sound are usually not allowed to be approached, let alone during the activation period?

"Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang. As soon as Qi Feng and the three of them entered the door, the golden gate descended and closed with a bang.

The terrifying sound was thrilling in the dead and empty castle, and the hearts of the three of them were shocked to a blank, and they woke up most of the time.

The moment he regained his senses, the scenery inside the castle came into view.

From the corners of the surrounding began to contain mist, white, blue, soft, ethereal, leisurely, like the blue sea fairy morning.

The sound of the piano is light, ethereal and distant, if the sound of the sky is out, it seems to be away, if it is away.

If you have a crisp hand, touch a sore place in your heart.

The three of them couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if they had grasped something, but they didn't feel anything.

The sound of the piano is soft, slowly swirling, grasping, or even ungrasping, is a wisp of aroma.

With the melodious sound of the flute, the ethereal is no longer ethereal, the distant is no longer far, and the flute sound will be closer at once.

For it was rain falling above the high head.

Petal rain, one or two, three or five peach blossoms, scattered but not scattered, filled the whole room, fluttering, from top to bottom.

The mist is gentle and soft, like smoke and fog, pitifully supporting, hugging, and slowly spreading.

Non-flowers, non-fog, non-fog, non-flowers.

"It's beautiful!" Qiu Yue exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly covered her mouth, afraid that the sound of the turbid world would disturb the fairy sound Kagura and stain the fairy flower mist.

But seeing Qi Feng stretching out his jade hand and catching a delicate peach blossom, Qiu Yue and Sanye also learned from it and reached out to catch it.

Qi Feng is also a person who loves beauty, and since there is a beautiful scenery in front of him, why don't you enjoy it, isn't it a trip to Jiyin Fort for nothing?

The sound of the piano is very soft, the sound of the flute is very soft, low and tactful, which makes people fascinated and can't stop.

When the flute gradually entered the high note, a crisp "cymbal" sounded, and if the painting was alive, a rain fell on the top of Gao Yuan's head.

This time, it was real rain, one two, three or five rain grains, clear and bright.

Falling on the peach blossoms of Sheng Yan, like dewdrops, fragrant and pure.

I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the fragrance, but I didn't dare to get too close, for fear that it would shatter at the touch.

With such a beautiful scenery, you can't help but have the slightest presumptuous and publicity, you will be willing to breathe evenly, so that the whole body and mind can be integrated into this fairy pavilion in the world.

"The abundance of the son, I don't care about the alley. Repentance is not given. The prosperity of the son, I am very good. Repentance is not compromised. As the mournful and mournful song sounded softly, a square stage enclosed on all sides loomed in the center of the circular fortress.

If you don't look closely, you really can't see that the stage is closed, because the surrounding wall, which is several meters high, is as transparent as glass.

Shi Mimi finally revealed her true face, and she was also a peerless beauty, and her appearance was not inferior to Qi Feng.

Luo Qiu's tulle half-covers his chest, and his willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes are stinging.

A pianist, lying in front of him, sleepy-eyed, caressing the piano.

A cymbal master, dancing lightly on its right, fluttering clothes, wonderful and colorful.

A flute, jade stands on its left, the red lips are lightly pursed, and the onion fingers are smart.

The three musicians, with a teacher, are swept away in the rain of misty flowers, forming a beautiful portrait of a beautiful crowd, and no one can tolerate any obscene thoughts.

"Repentance is not given, regret is not given, regret is not given, regret is not given......"

With a song around the beam and three turns, the peach blossoms are still the same, the fog is still the same, but the raindrops are no more.

The aftermath faded away, and it was a long time......

"If you regret it, why bother in the first place?" Duan Qifeng blew off the peach blossoms in his hand and said angrily, "Since you have such a beautiful scenery, why don't you interpret elegant art?" But intoxicated with the sound of glamour, pitiful, pathetic, lamentable, pity! ”

"Art?" Shi Mi's voice came from far and near, bewitching and bewitching, "My art is to let you enter the control from the beginning, hehe, say a word of conscience, this battlefield, how about it?" ”

"Absolutely beautiful," Qi Feng said objectively, "It's not in vain that I, Duan Qi Feng, came here to fight." ”

"Hehe, I thought you were so powerful," Shi Mi said in a snorting voice, "It turns out that you are no different from other people." Hahaha, you know, you've all been tricked. ”

"To be able to enjoy such a beautiful scenery and fight on such a beautiful battlefield, my Duan Qifeng's trick is also worth it!" Qi Feng took another peach blossom, gently blew it into the mist, and asked, "Can you start?" ”

"When are you coming to my stage," Shi Mi smiled charmingly, "I'll start when I start!" ”

"I'll ruin this stage!" Qi Feng gave an order, and the three of them walked firmly towards the stage.

"Hahaha, it's actually started a long time ago!" Shi Mi laughed, "Look at your footsteps, staggering, are your whole body starting to heat up, are you starting to see illusions?" Hahaha, I can't walk before my song starts, it's so weak, sad, sad, it's a pity! ”