After listening to this song, everyone's feeling is that Alone Qianzhen originally had such a tragic life experience, in comparison, although Qingling Gongzi's skills are superb, but there is less emotion, it is more like telling other people's stories, but Dong Lizi is different, such a moving feeling, it is definitely not something that can be disguised!

Qian Yuluo's expression at the moment was very solemn, and her brows were slightly furrowed, this is a strong opponent, her biggest opponent in the first round, if this person plans to join the competition for the Phoenix Dance Sword, she really doesn't have 100% confidence that she can win!

Maybe Dong Lizi's song contains too much, and no one has challenged it, and after a long silence, the host finally came out of the aftermath and said: "The hero of Drinking Thousand Feet alone finally showed us his musical talent, just once, it amazed us so far, it turns out that Dong Lizi is not a martial artist!" It's really impressive! I wonder if there is any other talented person or talented woman who has the confidence to challenge? ”

The host's words not only praised Dong Lizi, but also made people feel that the first time he played alone, there was such an amazing effect, which really slapped everyone's face, if no one challenged, they would probably laugh and be generous!

However, although they were not convinced, they could not help it, because this piece of music that drank a thousand people alone really had both feelings and superb skills, and no one was confident that they could beat him.

There was an eerie silence around, everyone was silent, and just when the host was about to let the judges decide, there was a burst of music from a private room on the second floor, it was the sound of the guzheng, listening to the other party's appearance, it seemed to be tuning.

Everyone was curious, not knowing what was sacred, and they had the courage to challenge Dong Lizi's tune?

But curiosity is curiosity, they are trying their best to see each other's faces, but they can only see a purple bead curtain, and the literati and writers who originally wanted to write poems and lyrics can only return disappointed - singing has to hang a bead curtain, how can it make my pen amazing?

The music sounded softly, as soft as the moonlight, faint, making people feel relaxed physically and mentally, that feeling, as if in the embrace of nature, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, people can't help but show a faint smile on their faces, close their eyes, as if seeing the grass growing, the flowers contending, the birds singing, the butterflies flying, so wonderful, so kind, the intermittent warbler whispers the bottom of the flowers.

Suddenly, the drizzle fell, wetting the people walking in the forest, the rain became heavier and heavier, the people walked quickly, came to a pavilion, hurriedly hid in it, the rain fell heavier and heavier, there was no trace of people in the forest, the heavy rain poured down, fell to the ground, and shattered in the south of the Yangtze River.

Well? Is it raining? People who listen to the guzheng song are puzzled, it seems to be raining, but why are there no raindrops? It's a sunny day! Why does it feel like it's raining? It is as if the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Finally, the cold strings of the ice fountain were condensed, and the condensation could not be silenced for a while.

The rain gradually subsided, slowly falling into the turquoise water, disappearing under the cover of the turquoise duckweed, but leaving its own tears in the duckweed.

The rain fell again heavily, but it was only the last futile effort, as if I wanted to seize the last opportunity to follow the earth, but finally disappeared, everything was in the past, I wanted to grasp it, but I couldn't catch it.