There are beautiful and beautiful tunes floating on the field, and if it is not for how good the game is, it is also a pleasure to enjoy such an extraordinary sound.

Luo Qixiang looked at the eyes of Qingyun gold coins, and listened to a gentle and dreamy tune with a hint of tragedy, which reminded her of a poem, "Water Tune Song Head".

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine......" Rocky's crisp voice sounded on the field. At the same time, Qingyun's body was shocked, her eyes were raised slightly, and she was a little surprised to see that the person who sang was actually the person from the other party.

Although he really wanted to discuss with those geisha, Qingfeng didn't agree, so he could only explore it by himself, so the music he made was relatively obscure and not easy to understand. But at this time, the woman in front of her was amazingly able to sing in such an environment, which really made Qingyun admire.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back with the wind. I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is unbearable. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be ...... in the world" Rocky Xiang ignored everyone's gaze, still singing this song with emotion.

There is a good sentence "It's not cold in high places". sounded the second son of the Qing family, who doesn't respect a rhyme outside, but now...... The family was unfortunately killed, and the flattery that I used to hate was no longer there, and it was a little lonely to say.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Rocky finished chanting the words in one breath.

Qingyun's fingering was no longer under his control, and his feelings were completely guided by Luo Qixiang's poetry, as if he saw a girl living in a high pavilion, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. But when I heard that "the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete", the feeling of powerlessness in my heart immediately came up.

And with the end of the sentence "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together" ended, the sound of the piano also came to an abrupt end. Qingyun put her hand against the piano, her five fingers were cut by the fluctuating strings, Qingyun's eyes were fixed on Luo Qixiang, and she let the blood on her hands crawl all over the body.

At the same time, the strength of the four Qingfeng has been exhausted, and it can be seen that Qingyun has stimulated their potential, but when the stimulating sound disappears, they will feel tired. At this time, Qingfeng even had difficulty maintaining his own figure, and soon revealed his flaws and was repelled by Zhou.

"You ......" Rocky Xiang pointed to his hand, reminding Qingyun.

Qingyun frowned, but didn't care about her fingers, but said softly, "I lost." ”

It's not that we lost, but I lost. And as a man who uses playing as a weapon, his fingers are so important that he actually allows the blood on his hands to flow.

The referee on the viewing stand saw the scene on the stage clearly, and shouted at Qingfeng: "Can you admit defeat?" ”

Qingfeng saw that his younger brother was injured, where did he still have the heart to fight again, and he didn't have that strength anymore. "Throw in the towel, we admit defeat."

They left the high platform in a dignified way, and when Qingyun approached Luo Qixiang's side, she said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I lost to you." ”

Luo Qixiang didn't speak, just looked at his hand still dripping blood on the ground, and it felt very painful. Just as Qingyun was about to walk by, Luo Qixiang somehow grabbed him, instantly took a handkerchief from Ning Zhu and stuffed it into his hand. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The World Has a Strange Fragrance Claw Book House" for free for the first time.