Shen Mansion is Shen Qingwen's childhood, and there is a child who loves to run and play in the pear orchard in his childhood. Whenever he couldn't stand his mother's nagging, the child would go to the pear orchard alone to hide and be clean. Compared with the outside world, this courtyard with only one stage is so clean.

Like a pure land.

The child has never seen her sister speak, but she only knows that her sister's singing is very good in her father's whispers.

The child also fantasized that one day he could hear his sister's play, but unfortunately when he blinked again, it was nothing.

This sister, he didn't know that she was still alive.

Shen Qingwen, who was sitting on the leaves, opened his eyes, his green clothes were attached to his body, and his eyes looked at the beautiful beauty in front of him, he was slightly surprised that this woman's piano intention could bring him into the past.

Shen Qingwen knew this girl.

One of the seven descendants, the proud daughter of the sky of the Northern Frost Country, Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao can be regarded as a real genius from Beishuang.

Gifted and intelligent, the Taoist heart is peaceful, good at communicating between heaven and earth, and belongs to the Northern Frost royal family. With the blessing of many light and bad things, she was simply regarded as a savior-like figure by the people of Beishuang.

On the giant spirit tree, many teapots are boiling tea, but there is no sound of boiling tea. Su Xiaoxiao's piano sound really overwhelmed everything on the tree. The green leaves are condensed with fresh dew, and under the golden light, they are crystal clear, which is very beautiful.

The sound of the piano has stopped for a long time, and everything around is silent, reminiscent. Zhao Xian looked at Su Xiaoxiao, nodded with satisfaction, and said three times in a row, "The sound of the piano is as warm as the spring breeze in March, refreshing people's hearts." Su Xiaoxiao, I know you. Would you like to join my Zhulu Academy?"

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the girl who was in the spotlight. It may not be difficult for them to enter Zhulu Academy, but it is not a simple matter to let Dean Zhulu take the initiative to throw an olive branch.

At least yes for them.

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, got up and saluted respectfully, and said with a smile on her eyebrows: "Thank you Dean Zhao for your praise, Xiaoxiao doesn't want to enter Zhulu Academy." ”

There were some voices from the crowd, and this answer was unexpected. Even Zhao Xian was stunned for a moment, he smiled, and noticed that Su Xiaoxiao still wanted to speak, "Since there is no fate, then Zhao will not force it." Su Xiaoxiao, do you still have anything to say?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, she turned her gaze to Shen Qingwen, who was extremely handsome, and smiled at him, "I hope I can hear Your Excellency's music later." ”

Shen Qingwen nodded, "Okay." ”

Su Xiaoxiao flew back to her seat satisfied, her performance was undoubtedly very exciting, and she was also praised by Dean Zhulu.

It's a pity that she only stopped at the wonderful, not to the point where she could be recognized by the major grandmasters.

Those who appeared after Su Xiaoxiao were basically famous figures from various royal families and academies.

There are people who play the flute, there are people who play the pipa, and even those who don't bring a single piece of music, and they directly show their singing voices on the spot.

Without exception, they are all outstanding representatives, and the music is also beautiful to the extreme.

The beautiful scenery is well voiced, which is really a treat.

It's a pity that the grandmasters who sat high above everyone never made any sound. Only occasionally can you hear them opening a pot and drinking tea.

Everyone here looks at me, I look at you, and for a while I find that almost all the people who should be on it are on. It's still early, and it's rare that they can only sit and cook tea after this.

Zhulu Academy didn't think so, after the younger generation of the major forces finished their appearance.

Finally, a disciple of Zhulu Academy set off.

The three thousand white-clothed people finally moved, and everyone looked into the distance, only to see a white-clothed figure rising from the leaves, and when they could see it clearly when they were close, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

They still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Zhulu Academy was selling, and it was such a big card as soon as they made a move.

The head of Qingzhu Academy, one of the four courtyards of Zhulu Academy, Li Muxue.

Most people know this woman by rumors. When I saw the real person, I was actually surprised. After all, Li Muxue, who is rumored to kill people without blinking, is such a woman who makes people feel weak and beautiful.

The white clothes moved with the green silk with the wind, the eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as in the painting, and she stood on the Linggen tree platform like a thin willow, and the bright green light exuded infinite vitality.

Dressed in white, she didn't say a word, and sat down gently as if on the tree platform. If you look closely, you are quietly floating in the air.

The slender hand fell on the strings, plucked gently, and the sound was like a spring breeze turning into frost, and the first drop of clear water fell in the silent lake, crisp and clear.

There is an indescribable magic in this woman, no matter what the people here have. Only when she plays the first sound, she can attract everyone's attention.

The white clothes moved with the wind, brushing the green silk on her cheeks. She was so slender, but she could play such a clear song. She has a delicate hand, and every time she plucks the strings, she is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Finally, in all kinds of reluctance, she fell one last like the finishing touch.

The sound was not loud or loud, but it was so clear and clean. People who have been drunk can't help but feel that their eyes suddenly light up, as if they have been awakened by something in their minds, and see that the world is lit up.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

After a song, Li Muxue still didn't open her mouth. It's just that she also glanced at Shen Qingwen lightly, and finally got up and flew and landed in her seat.

Su Xiaoxiao knew that she had lost, and she lowered her head while biting her lip. She actually knew that she would lose today, but she was so unwilling.

Li Changan was also lamenting that Li Muxue's piano sound was so superb. This kind of peerless sound is probably the phoenix song that Brother Shen played not long ago.

Li Changan's eyes did not fall on Li Muxue, let alone Shen Qingwen, but at Zhang Qian, who was always concentrating on making tea.

This surprised him very much, the voices of the major grandmasters were already in his ears, Li Changan didn't care, he knew that there was such a result.

This kind of piano sound is only one foot away from the grandmaster.

The sound of the piano echoed across the Djinn Tree, and before you knew it, a bird had landed on the leaves. Xu is Fairy Li's piano has a beautiful voice, so beautiful that they who have not yet reached spirituality can't bear to be disturbed.

Shen Qingwen is still as calm as ever, compared to the previous surprise Su Xiaoxiao's piano intentions, his performance today can only be described in four words.

This kind of woman is an extremely eye-catching existence even if she is placed in the Five Nations Academy, and Shen Qingwen can't understand why she would stoop to this small Zhulu Academy.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Shen Qingwen, and Shen Qingwen smiled. Thinking that the tea was almost ready, Shen Qingwen opened the teapot, and a familiar wisp of tea smoke rose from the teapot. Smelling the tea that made him sad, Shen Qingwen took a sip, and his tongue couldn't help but feel a slight tingling sensation between the aftertastes.

Damn, Shen Qingwen blamed himself for forgetting God in a moment of excitement. I forgot that this freshly boiled water is not drinkable, and it really burns my mouth.

And when the tea is a little cooler, the people of Zhulu Academy also appear one by one. Their performances are also amazing, but Li Muxue's opening voice is too beautiful, first hearing the peerless sound of the beauty, and then listening to other people's music, they have unconsciously lost a little bit of their initial artistic conception.

Shen Qingwen also sighed regretfully, but when the next person appeared, he almost didn't have a sip of tea. Wiping his mouth, he really couldn't figure out what kind of fun this money came out for.

He didn't have a musical instrument with him, and he was obviously going to show off his singing voice.

Xin'er, who was sitting on the green leaves, habitually blocked her ears.

Shen Qingwen, like the others, looked at Zhang Qian with a bronze ghost face. Some people have already recognized this bronze grimace as the famous judge Zhang Qian some time ago, and those who don't know will suddenly realize it after a little inquiry.

It turned out to be the son of the Zhang family, so it's no wonder that he dared to snatch the face of this Zhulu Academy.

Curious and looking forward to it.

Xin'er looked at this group of fools sympathetically, only to see that the money turned out to be a rescuer invited by the monkey. His voice was fine at first, and some of the crowd had closed their eyes and listened. And at this moment, Zhang Qian came to a peak and turned eighteen.

This gong-like voice is as if everyone here is not a human being, but a man-eating demon, and he is like a lamb among demons, making a sound of great despair.

But these are nothing, and when the song is at its most beautiful, everyone knows what despair is.

Some people covered their ears, some people looked hideous, and even more smashed the gorgeous teacup.

Zhang Qian was stopped by Li Changan, because the singing was so beautiful that no one could understand it.

For the first time, everyone was so yearning for the word mortal, and the disciples after Zhang Qian showed a look of gratitude.

Thanks to his efforts, Li Muxue's piano sound has dissipated a lot in everyone's hearts.

Shen Qingwen also smiled faintly, when he was chasing the disciple who had just walked out of the Deer Academy, he landed directly on this spiritual root tree platform in one step.

When the disciple of Zhulu Academy, who had been cut in line twice, just wanted to scold angrily, he saw clearly that it was Shen Qingwen, and he retreated in a gloomy manner, so it was nothing.

Shen Qingwen's appearance, after all, somewhat eased the original move of everyone to kill Zhang Qian with a sword. Dressed in green clothes and blending with the green of this spiritual platform, he shouted to Su Xiao, "Can Fairy Su lend me the piano?"

Su Xiaoxiao's face turned red, her little hands were a little flustered, she got up and handed it to Shen Qingwen.

Holding the piano in his hand that he hadn't touched for ten years, Shen Qingwen's eyes inadvertently softened.

Zhao Minmin has never seen such eyes, Gu Pingguo has never seen them, let alone Zhang Qian Xin'er and Li Changan.

Li Muxue, who was sitting in place, was also looking at this handsome young man in green clothes at this time, looking at his softness to the qin, she put down the long sword she had just lifted in her hand.

For the time being, let go of the people who came out to make trouble before, Fairy Li thought so.

Shen Qingwen sat down in the limelight, after all, the previous song of the phoenix was too pleasant. But suona is a vulgar sound after all, how can it be compared with this noble piano sound.

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to whether his piano sound was as amazing as suona.

Shen Qingwen, who was sitting on the leaves, had an indescribable sense of naturalness.

He plucked a string lightly, and his voice was no less noisy than the sound of Zhang Qian. Everyone's hearts were half cold, and Li Muxue lifted the long sword again.

Again, the sound was better, but it was as rustic as a beginner. Everyone's hearts were completely cold, and Fairy Li was ready to draw his sword.

At the third sound, everyone's hearts returned, and Li Muxue stood in place, looking at the young man who was gently plucking the strings with his hand.

The sound of his piano

It's still so rusty and ugly

It's just that for some reason, at this time his piano sounds

There is a great momentum of being surrounded by thousands of armies but dominating the world