"The piece I'm going to play is called 'The Wedding Dress.' and I wrote it myself. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mondra Road.

Then she gracefully sat down in front of the harpsichord, stretched out her hand, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to play.

Lan Ling, on the other hand, closed his eyes and didn't let go of every note, because this was the other party's original music.

As soon as the jade hand fell, the beautiful music had already floated out.

Just listening to this first sound, Lan Ling immediately felt that Mengdalo had an incomparable talent in music, which was a very mysterious feeling.

As soon as the master makes a move, he knows if there is one.

Everything in the world is a combination of certain elements, and music is even more so.

For masters, a piece of music is alive and smart, and every note easily hooks people's hearts.

And the Mondalo in front of him is the master of the masters, Lan Ling easily felt that the musical talent of the woman in front of her surpassed that of Mentor Niya, and the latter was a famous musician in the entire Angry Wave Kingdom.

Mondala was completely immersed in her own world, and it only took her two months to make this song, because her wedding dress also took only two months to make.

Those two months were the most beautiful, happiest, and most longed-for time in her heart.

The two months of waiting to be a bride seem to be sweet with every breath of air, as if the color of the sky is pink.

In the midst of these wonderful times, countless inspirations float through my head.

So, this is the best piece she has ever written, the most beautiful piece, and the smoothest work.

Because, the heart is no longer beautiful, so she can no longer create such beautiful music.

And Lan Ling closed his eyes, as if he saw a picture.

A girl to be married, extremely happy, sewed her wedding dress with stitches and threads.

Every day, we are waiting for the wedding day. My heart is full of infinite longing, with a little apprehension.

For the lover, I want to see him every day, but I want to accumulate all my thoughts and wait until the day of the wedding to fully release my love.

This piece of music is really nice and wonderful, far beyond Lanling's imagination.

To put it bluntly, this song is not even inferior to some famous songs on the planet. Because, the other party is created in the best time and with the best heart.

The whole piece is describing the excitement, longing, beauty, and a touch of uneasiness of the bride-to-be.

And Mengdalo's attainments in playing the piano are so high, which completely makes Lanling completely intoxicated.

......

"Ding......

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the artistic conception of the song ended here, because the bride was about to put on her wedding dress and the wedding was about to begin.

At this time, Mengdalo had already burst into tears.

All the good things in her life also came to an abrupt end in the last note of this piece.

A few years ago, she put on her wedding dress and went to the Sainte-Chapel to prepare for the happiest moment.

However, what awaited was a cold nightmare, and the groom appeared, but with another bride in his hand.

Because the man is also from a top family, the invitation has already been sent out, so the wedding must take place. It's just that the bride has changed to another more top-notch woman.

And Mondolo appeared in the auditorium in a wedding dress and became the laughing stock of everyone. This is obviously her wedding, this is obviously her groom, but the bride has become someone else.

At that moment, her life, everything about her, was completely suspended.

Although, the lover's gaze was extremely guilty, and he didn't even dare to look at her at all.

Since then, an angel has fallen, and a nightmarish Black Widow has been born.

Mondalo swore that she would never shed a single tear in front of a man in the future. Therefore, she turned her back to Lanling and cried, and did not cry.

I was immersed for a while.

Lan Ling said: "You have been punishing yourself with his mistakes. ”

Mondala's heart trembled, and she did not answer.

Lan Ling said: "You kill every good-looking man like this, as if you are taking revenge on him, but he is still safe and sound, and it is you who keeps sinking in your heart." ”

Mondala still didn't answer.

Lan Ling continued: "If this continues, within three years, you will die, and you will commit suicide. Because you are an angel, even if you barely fall into a demon, you can only cry in hell, not sing. ”

"Okay, don't say it. Holding away all her tears, Mondalo turned her face and said, "Begin to fulfill our bet, play your tune, and see if anyone can overtake me on it." If you win, after the worship we really spend candles, I will really give you my body. ”

Then, she stood up and left the harpsichord.

Lan Ling walked up, sat down, and said, "Your tune is very good, I don't dare to say that my tune surpasses yours." But your tune ends before the wedding even starts, and mine is the whole fantasy wedding. ”

Then, Lan Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and slowly fell.

The sound of the piano wafted out of his hand.

He played the famous song of the earth, "Dream Wedding", a famous song that is very simple to play, but very classic and beautiful.

Even in the first few notes, it can penetrate the listener's ears and enter the heart.

An elegant, sensitive, and fragile mind like Mondala was instantly conquered by the music.

People like her are no longer just about whether they play well or not, but go directly to the pictures and stories behind the fantasy songs.

Then, revel in it deeply and thoroughly.

Lanling played a famous song worthy of classic inheritance, but when the notes floated out of the room, all the barbarian maids who were cleaning outside stopped and stopped to listen.

This group of people doesn't have any musical background and can't understand anything, but they know that it's really, really good.

Music is a language that transcends any civilization and race. Especially classic and beautiful music, it is not formed with words, but with the heart.

And this song "Dream Wedding" played by Lanling is like this, anyone who hears it has only one feeling.

It's really wonderful, so beautiful, even though the tune is simple.

......

Lan Ling raised his hand and finished playing.

And in the whole space, those wonderful notes seem to still float in the air, still hovering around people's ears, and never landing.

Mondola still had her eyes closed, and she sighed deeply inwardly, she knew she had lost.

There is no reason, just a very simple feeling. The other party's music is better and more beautiful.

After a long time, Mondala opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Lanling for the first time.

At this glance, it seemed that he wanted to see through Lanling's mask and enter his heart.

This is a slightly thin beautiful man, a little melancholy, and there is a little madness hidden in his quiet gaze.

He should be as sensitive as himself, and with a dark psyche. Otherwise, you won't see yourself on the first day and guess the tragic past behind you.

In the short battle of the past few days, whether it is mental art, aesthetics, or musical attainments, he has completely defeated himself. And she Mengdala was the most outstanding of the Holy Dragon Temple's alternate saintesses.

However, except for martial arts, everything in front of him surpasses him.

In this battle between men and women, she was almost defeated.

"Your song is a tragedy. "Mondala said.

Lan Ling nodded and said, "Yes, because the groom is dead." ”

"Why did you die?" said Mendora.

"To save the bride. "Lanling Road.

Mondala laughed coquettishly, "Then you want to save me too?"

Lan Ling shook his head and said, "My mission in this life is to protect my sister. However, if I am destined to die, then may my death save your heart. ”

Mondala's beautiful face trembled, and she said, "Why?"

Lan Ling said: "Because the two of us are the same, we are people who can become angels or demons. ”

This sentence turned into the sharpest arrow, instantly penetrating Mondala's heart.

can become an angel or a demon, this is the best interpretation of her life.

All kinds of masks on her face are shattered, because in the face of someone who knows you so well, pities you so much, and even has the same personality as you, any pretense no longer makes sense.

"Well, you've won again, your mental skills, your painting skills, your musical skills, all surpass me. Mendra said, "I will keep my promise and give you my innocence after the wedding." ”

After saying that, she left directly.

Lan Ling knew that she would not come again until she was married.

And all his efforts can also be over, and the next thing is to wait for the arrival of the wedding and wait for the judgment of fate.

Is it dead or alive?

......

On the day of the full moon, the auspicious day has arrived, and the church marriage begins!

On this day, the Viper Tribe is dressed up everywhere, and even everyone is dressed in red festive clothes.

Because, the female chief of the Viper tribe is about to marry again, but this time it is more grand than all the previous ones.

In the hall of the chief, there are red candles everywhere, red joy everywhere, and flowers everywhere.

Even, the children in the tribe who looked okay were called in, scattering flower petals and sugar everywhere, as if it were a real wedding.

Lanling designed a white wedding dress, and Mondalo also rushed to make it, but she didn't wear it, because it wasn't a real wedding after all, but just a blood-sucking ceremony.

She was still wearing the scarlet tight dress. Because once she wears a white wedding dress, she becomes an angel.

And in a long scarlet dress, she becomes a demon, because this is the color of blood. Now she still chooses to be a demon.

In the same way, there was no festive music, because the two people who could play the piano were in the chapel.

So, in the eyes of the barbarians, the two of them played the game of worshipping and getting married.

One worships heaven and earth, the second worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worship each other.

The whole process is like a pantomime.

The only voice was after the worship hall, and there was a barbarian strong man, who was the leader of the barbarian army who was chasing Lanling, and shouted in an unstandard tone: "After the ceremony, send it to the cave room!"