Chapter XI

The wind and dust are stunning

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The yellow sand is thousands of miles, even the national color of the city will be ruthlessly buried here.

At the same time, it is also the most attractive scenery here......

The woman named Graceful Wind is one of the most striking sights in the city of Uramo.

She didn't mean to cover the scenery on her body at all, on the contrary, her beauty was so active.

That's why she was called a woman in the dust by all the local women. Even many local men who coveted her kept saying that they had intimate contact with this woman.

However......

Only the Lord who truly knows this woman knows that anyone who has seen this woman's body will have their eyes gouged out. Anyone who touches any part of a woman's body will dig out the same parts.

It's a hidden secret.

Because the man who was gouged out his eyes and had his tongue cut out would not have told such a scandal in public. Only men who don't get it will self-righteously imagine all this. And the beauty of the wind also allowed those men to imagine infinitely, and ignored it at all.

She lived for a long time in an inn near the gate after leaving the city of Uramo. The inn seems to be isolated, but it is close to the yellow sand. At dusk, it is often covered in yellow sand, and the whole tavern seems to have disappeared.

In the distance, only the song of the wind could be heard.

It was a woman's singing, singing about love between a man and a woman.

It's just a kiss、Give it to me。

You know my heart pounds every time I see you.

You know my heart is looking for you as it beats.

Come and taste your lips from my lips.

I think I want to see how deeply you can love.

I'm not in a hurry, I want to be in the mood to travel.

It started with calm and calm, and then it rained.

One step at a time, gentle and gentle.

We began to blend, little by little.

When you kiss me with skillful skill.

I realize that you are gentle with me.

One step at a time, gentle and gentle.

We began to blend, little by little.

Your beauty is like an unfinished puzzle.

But I have a piece of the piecwork.

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It is the language of a country in the Western Regions, and those who understand it will know that the lyrics are explicit, and those who don't understand it will only know that it is really good to remove it, not to mention that the female voice that sings is so beautiful.

The sound was already intriguing, especially after most people in Uramo knew who the singer was.

The reverie is naturally even more intense.

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Jiang Heng naturally heard this singing.

He knew the customs of the Western Regions, and songs were the easiest way for them to express their hearts and feelings.

Therefore, in all corners of the Western Regions, men, women and children can become a soul singer.

This is different from Nanqizhou's seemingly brilliant but restrained character.

They will not restrain their inner literary talents and talents, they will show them to their heart's content. Just like this moment......

There are 90,000 words in the world, and Jia Xu recognizes them.

I also know a lot of the languages of the Western Regions, even though there are many languages here.

Under her translation, Jiang Heng and the others naturally knew the meaning of this woman's lyrics.

The oldest old turtle shook his head: "I can't stand it! This woman in the Western Regions is too open!"

This feeling of openness is almost in their bones.

Immediately after the woman's singing, the city of Uramo responded with a song.

It was explicit, but the tune and the sound didn't catch the attention of the original woman.

It must be emphasized here that duet songs are a common occurrence in the countries of the Western Regions. For miles, men could not see women, and women could not see men. The communication between each other is in this song, and if the song that the man sings satisfies the woman opposite, there will be the next development.

Therefore, at this moment, the woman's next development is obviously gone.

Look......

The non-stop male singing of the city of Uramo was heard.

The woman was still indifferent, and even Jia Xu and the others stationed outside the city were a little annoyed to hear it.

That Zhang Junbao gestured to Jia Xu and pointed at Jiang Heng, she knew what this guy meant.

Who is this Jiang Heng?

The first talent in Nanqi Prefecture is worthy of it, and the first musician is even more deserved.

Jia Xu stepped forward and asked curiously, "Lord, I have a question that I have always wanted to ask?"

Jiang Hengyan said, "I know what you want to ask?"

Talking.....

The green bamboo stick in Jiang Heng's hand has already appeared.

He turned in the direction of Uramo City, slowly closing his eyes.

A poignant flute of 'red face and old' spread slowly.

The sound of the entire city of Uramo was gone.

No one compares anymore, because there is no way to compare. It's not just that the other party didn't sing at all, just the tune made everyone consciously retreat.

Hearing the poignant and sad tune, Tuxingsun couldn't help but ask, "Is it only me who feels what the boss is thinking?"

Apparently he's not alone.

Even the river demon Daao, the inspiration king, and the old turtle all felt it.

Jia Xu and Zhang Junbao looked in the direction Jiang Heng was facing.

It looks like Ulamo City, but it is the direction of Nanqi Prefecture.

If there is really lovesickness, then Jiang Heng's only lovesickness at this moment is in that direction......

It's on a woman named Nangong Beauty.

There are too many infatuated men in this world.

But like Jiang Heng, there are not many people who integrate this infatuation and lovesickness into this song.

Jia Xu nodded, and said secretly: "I finally know now why there is a woman in those songs written by the lord before, it turns out that she is really ......"

Zhang Junbao said, "What do you think of that woman?"

Jia Xu was silent, and replied after a long time: "There are countless women in this world, but those who can be worthy of the talent of the lord, then Nangong Beauty is one." ”

Jia Xu is not a subordinate who likes to pat on the back. Since she said so, she expressed her agreement with Jiang Heng.

This recognition may not be for Jiang Heng's strength, not for Jiang Heng's personality, but for Jiang Heng's recognition of the song that Jiang Heng played at the moment.

"The west wind crosses the cold mountains and rain at night, the family and the country are still vaguely in the dream, Sijun does not see Sijun, the parting is unbearable and enduring, when will the wolf smoke and beacon fire stop, the king is defeated and the defeat is exhausted, the wax torch has been left tears and difficult to dry, and the country is not old and ......red-faced."

The song was still a tune, but the voice left such a passage in the air.

That word was written down by the entire city of Uramo.

It is even more remembered by the woman who started singing.

When her dusty figure walked through the yellow sand to find the figure......

Even his footprints were gone in the yellow sand.

This is the one who is here, and he sings just for the sake of a song.

It's not like the people in the city, but they're for something other than songs.

"It's a pity that I couldn't see this person...... It's a pity. ”