The Phantom Demon Asking Heart Song is another unfamiliar name, and as a song with the same name as Han Feichi's title, it should naturally be Han Feichi's most proud stunt. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's a pity, Yue Izumo still wants to hear what is different about this phantom demon asking heart song, who expected that a tingling pain in his brain turned out to be like a heavy blow. The next moment, the consciousness returned to itself, and there seemed to be a slight dazzling feeling in front of him, and the moon rose to realize that the night had passed.

Turning around, Xing'er had already prepared breakfast and face wash, and when she woke up when she saw the moon, she said happily: "Sir, you are awake." ”

"Last night seemed to pass a lot faster than usual. Yuechuyun couldn't help but sigh, but in his heart he suddenly recalled the last sight he saw before waking up, and then sniffed the fragrance in the air, and said with a smile: "Xing'er, today's breakfast, but the craftsmanship of that beautiful chef?"

"Sir is so powerful, you can guess this!"

"What's so great about this, no matter how powerful it is, it's just a foodie, and this unique fragrance can't be made by others, and after eating it once, it naturally can't be forgotten. ”

Yue Izumo smiled and shook his head, then got up and sat up, and when Xing'er saw this, he immediately served Yue Izumo to change his clothes and sit in a wheelchair, and then pushed him over to wash.

"Xing'er, wait a minute, help me find a bamboo flute. Yue Izumo said suddenly after wiping his face.

Xing'er was curious when she heard this, and asked, "Sir, why do you suddenly want to find a bamboo flute?"

Tsukizumo said half-truthfully: "I dreamed of a song last night, but I didn't expect to remember it vaguely when I woke up, so I want to find a bamboo flute, maybe I can write down this song." ”

Xing'er was stunned in place, and after a while, she finally showed a shocked look, and then lost her mind and said: "It turns out that the legendary stories are true, and there really is a Wenqu star in this world!"

"What......" Yue Izumo finally couldn't help laughing, and said a little speechlessly: "Wake up, fairy tales are all lies, how can there be a Wenqu star." ”

"Isn't it just that Mr. can make a tune in his dreams, and there can be a more powerful person in this world than Mr.?" asked Apricot seriously.

"The article is natural, and the magic hand is occasionally obtained, no matter the poem or music is in the word inspiration, how can there be any literary and musical stars. Go ahead, find the bamboo flute, and when I finish breakfast, I'll blow this tune to you. ”

Xing'er turned around and left without saying a word, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would regret it if she stayed for a second longer.

Yue Izumo shook his head and chuckled, eating by himself, but ignored her.

In just a moment, Xing'er had already returned, but this time she came back, followed by a large group of people. Not only Zheng Sanniang and Di Tai followed behind, but even Cai Xiaowu followed Zheng Sanniang with an obscene face. In addition, there are three brothers and sisters of Qin Langge, Mo Ya has been in the Yin Governor's Mansion for the past few days, and the imperial court obviously did not pursue the Yin Governor's Mansion, so Mo Ya came back.

Yue Chuyun leisurely put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked up at the group of people in front of him, and wondered: "Isn't there something going on today, what kind of wind blew everyone here?"

"It's not Mr. Moon's wind here. Zheng Sanniang said with a smile, "Just now I saw that Xing'er's girl was in a hurry to find something, so I asked her what she was looking for, who knew that Xing'er said that Mr. Yue composed music in a dream, and wanted to find a bamboo flute to write down this song, so I hurriedly ran here, Mr. Yue's song, if you can't hear it, isn't it a pity?"

Yue Chuyun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "Misstep, I should have told Xing'er not to make a noise in advance." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Qin Langge and the three of them, and asked, "Little Qinzi, Sanniang came to listen to the music, what about you?"

"I'm the same, although the music made by Brother Yue when he was not serious does make people have the urge to draw a sword, but if it is a serious song, naturally can't miss it. Qin Langge said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously remembering the fear of being controlled by those inexplicable divine comedies of Yue Izumo in the first place.

"I'm afraid you need to be majestic and suppressed, brother...... Xing'er, take the master's erhu!"

The smile on the corner of Qin Langge's mouth suddenly froze, his right hand reached out, and the ink-colored long sword behind him had already started, and what the sword blade pointed at was Yue Chuyun with a wicked smile on his face.

"Demon looks at the sword!"

Yue Chuyun's whole person was not good, and he said in his heart: "One day you will forget these four words, and then kneel at the feet of the little master and ask for a song of Bliss Pure Land!" Then the mood became relaxed, and the right hand lifted the sword edge away with the index finger, and did not feel angry at all because of Qin Langge's behavior of drawing the sword, but just asked: "Why did you change such a sword, this is the Yelang in your mouth?"

Qin Langge nodded, and Yue Chuyun suddenly set his eyes on the cyan long sword in Chen Siyu's hand, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Yelang listens to the rain, it seems that it won't be long before Siyu Gu Nian can still call Sister-in-law Qin...... Although I don't know anything about the things in the rivers and lakes, I have also heard that Yelang Listening to the Rain is a pair of divine soldiers in the rivers and lakes, and there is a supporting swordsmanship called Yelang Listening to the Rain Sword. Tut-tut, it looks like you and Sword Twelve won't have to fight in the future, you will know that you won. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

The people in the room were suddenly surprised, but they didn't know why Yue Chuyun said this, now everyone knows that Qin Lang's twelve martial arts skills are not divided between top and bottom, who knows that Yue Chuyun is now determined in one word, which arouses everyone's curiosity at the moment.

"The reason is very simple, you see that Xiao Qinzi already has a Siyu girl, and Sword Twelve is still a single dog. At that time, you two don't have to fight, you only need Miss Siyu to stand beside Xiao Qinzi and exude the sour smell of love, so that Sword Twelve can be defeated......"

The sword in Qin Lang's singer shot again, although his expression was still stiff, he still said very clearly: "I'm afraid you need to be hung up and beaten!"

"Ahem. Yue Izumo smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at Xing'er, ignoring the sword in front of him, and asked, "Xing'er, where is the bamboo flute?"

The apricots were hesitant, but Zheng Sanniang on the side gently put the delicate box in her hand in front of Yuechuyun's eyes, this box didn't know what kind of wood it was made of, but it was faintly with a very refreshing fragrance.

"How can an ordinary bamboo flute be worthy of Mr. Shangyue, this flute was obtained by Sanniang by chance, but he didn't understand the rhythm, so he has been dusty. Today, since Mr. Yue mentioned it, I will give it to Mr. Yue. ”

Zheng Sanniang opened the box as she spoke, and when she saw Qingyu Changxiao lying quietly in it. There is not a trace of dust on the jade flute, which shows that the owner must have taken it out for a long time to wipe it.

Yue Chuyun didn't shirk, and gently took out the jade flute with his right hand, only to feel that his hand was cold, and it was a little more chilly than ordinary green jade.

In a trance, Yue Liyun suddenly remembered another person, the same jade flute, and the same song that moved the rivers and lakes.

"The peach blossom falls into the Yingshu sword, and the blue sea tide is born according to the jade flute, but compared with the blue sea tide song, who is stronger and who is weak?"

The thought in his heart flashed, and a confident smile immediately rose on the corner of Yue Chuyun's mouth. In the memory, the phantom sound tide produced by the bamboo song, the momentum that destroys and destroys everything, naturally far exceeds the so-called blue sea tide!