This is a very sure and confident statement.

Zhong Liang wanted to refute, but found that there was no way to refute, thinking carefully about the day Li Xiu returned to Beijing until today.

It really never seems to have lost.

No matter who you're facing.

He forced Captain Liu to death in the upper three levels, beheaded the phoenix bird in the wild realm, broke the gate of heaven, and killed Concubine Yang of the grandmaster of the five realms.

The road is full of incense, and the ghosts of the two caves.

Although it is not a hands-on one, these are enough to prove that Liang Xiaodao's words are correct.

Murong Xue's piano sounded first, her ten fingers danced, tossing and jumping on the strings, the sound of the piano was only the first sound, but it made everyone outside the pavilion feel refreshed, and they couldn't help but prick up their ears and raise the tune.

Putting aside his position, just talking about the level of piano sound attainment, this Murong Xue can already be called everyone.

Then Li Xiu's piano sound also sounded, and the two rhythms gradually merged together.

The two of them played the same tune.

The rain falling on the ground was originally noisy, but at this moment, it was completely covered by the sound of these two pianos, Li Xiu's face was neither happy nor sad, and the speed of the ten fingers fluctuating faster and faster.

The expression on Murong Xue's face gradually became solemn.

She played the plum blossom three lanes, one of the top ten famous songs of the Tang Dynasty, but the piano score has long been extinct, and the only one is preserved in Gusu City.

Why would Li Xiu?

Where did he learn the plum blossom three lanes?

And looking at that appearance, it is obviously immersed in it for a long time, and the essence of the piano music is vividly displayed between playing.

The melody of this piece is smooth, beautiful, and the rhythm is bright, and there is no gap between the genre and the transition.

A flash of surprise quickly flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, she couldn't imagine that Li Xiu's piano dao attainments were so high.

This state lasted for a full half a quarter of an hour, and then Li Xiu's piano sound suddenly changed violently, and it turned from plum blossom three lanes to Huaqiaoshui.

You must know that the previous playing of the two was completely one, and the rhythm was exactly the same, but at this moment, he suddenly changed, and the sound of Murong Xueqin, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly became chaotic for a moment, and then recovered.

Although it was only for a moment, her face became extremely ugly.

She actually fell into Li Xiu's rhythm?

She was actually led by Li Xiu's nose?

Two completely different sounds of the piano were played in the pavilion, resounding in everyone's ears, and the heavy rain poured down, but it was suppressed by the sound of the piano, and there was no rain in the ears.

The plum blossom three lanes pay attention to the wind and bones, and there seems to be a plum tree standing on a high cliff in front of you between playing, and you don't bend your body by letting the wind and rain blow.

Gradually, Murong Xue's piano sound was faintly overpowered.

Suddenly.

Li Xiu's hands were stunned, the style of the song changed suddenly, and he turned sharply like a sword in the air, his Huaqiaoshui was no longer plain and elegant, and there was no trace of hidden sadness in the music.

Perhaps it is related to his own experience, although Li Xiu's attainments in music and rhythm are unpredictable, the sadness and loneliness that come from his bones cannot be hidden, and he will always inadvertently drift away with the sound of the piano.

That's why Cong Xiaoxiao would hold his knees and look at him in a daze.

Li Xiu's face was calm, the originally soaked green shirt was actually dried by the aura, and his clothes were flying, looking like an indifferent and high-minded immortal, coldly looking down at the struggling beings who were still in the sea of suffering.

Immortals are stored in high places.

At this moment, the sound of the piano rose impressively, and it suppressed Murong Xue's head.

His piano sound does not eat fireworks, but he wants to be higher than the heavenly princess.

Murong Xue's pupils shrank a little, and the plum tree gradually bent down, but she was still gritting her teeth and holding on, letting the wind blow on the hills.

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