You are an unlucky child, Cui Yu looked at the jealous little Lori helplessly, smiled awkwardly, took Xin Ji's pipa, walked to his own deeds, and said, "Then let's play a pipa song below!"

Everyone's faces were solemn, Cui Yu's name as Emperor Shi, and his piano skills made the people of the Lingyun Immortal Sect not easily look down on Cui Yu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cui Yu closed his eyes and brewed emotions, and suddenly his right hand moved, not like Xin Ji, Cui Yu's pipa song entered the climax at the beginning.

The high-pitched pipa sound, like a light, shines on the ancient battlefield thousands of years ago, the tense atmosphere lingers in the hearts of everyone, it seems heavy, in the military camp, tents, battle flags, sonorous and powerful rhythm like a drum sounding in their hearts, the stirring long sound is like the sound of the horn that shakes the valley, the human voice is boiling, the drum three links, the iron horse gallops, a majestic general, standing on the point of the general's platform, the sword light is pointed, the troops are dispatched, one by one the soldiers wearing armor, with a vigorous and powerful method, change the formation.

Then, the sound of the pipa suddenly became deep, and everyone only felt an inexplicable tension and fear. As if in the night, darkness shrouded the four fields, and a group of ambush soldiers surrounded the camp out of nowhere, setting up an ambush on ten sides.

The sky was dark and the wind was high, the autumn wind was stiff, the cold light reflected by the long sword made the moonlight eclipsed, the dark clouds drifted by, and the moon only showed a little, as if hiding in fear, watching the killing machine lurking in this silent night.

Suddenly, the sound of the pipa became ups and downs, and the changing rhythm made everyone's world enter another world again, Jin Ge Iron Horse, soldiers one after another, desperate, swords intersected, guns and halberds intertwined, people howled and horses roared, heaven and earth lost their voices, and blood stained them.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers who had been in ambush for a long time, after receiving the order of the general, suddenly killed, and millions of lions swept into a sweeping trend, and the vertical and horizontal ironclad war horses galloped down, still with the power of thunder.

The sound of corpses flying across the sky, the sound of fallen soldiers turning into bloody mud and blades turning into flesh was chilling.

A series of mournful screams and mournful whimpering sounds, permeated the besieged camp, and the majestic general sat in the camp godlessly, as if he was the god of war at this time, he looked so tired at this time.

"Ten years of conquest is indefinite, how many people have returned from the army for thousands of miles? If you die on the battlefield, who will the white-haired father and mother rely on?" Cui Yu sang softly, and the desolation seemed to go straight to people's bone marrow.

The surging shouts and the sound of horses' hooves made the general of the god of war suddenly stand up from his chair, just facing the enemies in all directions, like a tide, and these soldiers who have lost their morale, the general is like a hero in the twilight, looking at the beauty who accompanies him, the general sings loudly, and the love of children is long.

"Pull out the mountain and cover the world, the times are not good, the time is not good, the wind is not gone, what can be helped, what can be done?" Cui Yu's singing voice seems to be really like a heroic hero in the twilight of the twilight, in life and death, he still only cherishes his love and his horse.

Yu Ji drew her sword and danced, the general's love was like a fire, burning her heart, boiling her blood, her eyes were full of tears, dancing with tears, what kind of poignant charm this is. When the blood gradually sharpened the sword, Yu Ji sang an eternal elegy with a kind of life mixed with blood. It is that heaven and earth are moved by it.

All the women present were left with tears, and the mournful sound of the pipa was like a big hand, clenching their hearts tightly, making them cry in grief and refuse.

The general embraced the beauty, put the sword in a pool of blood, the sword light and sword shadow outside the big tent, the miserable howl shook the sky, and thousands of troops and horses rushed to him, but he could not move the general.

The sound of the pipa suddenly became fast and slow, making them seem to see a general struggling to break through, killing from the camp to the hope of the big river, looking at the vast river, Jiang Tao took the case, and the general was silent.

A small boat swam to meet the general, but the general refused, and he looked back, and the river was densely packed, and the army like locusts surrounded him with water, and his strong self-esteem made it impossible for him to leave like this, like a lost dog.

He is a hero who has passed through the heavens and the earth, he is a hero in the world, and his self-esteem does not allow him to do so. He stood on the edge of the great river.

The black horse, which accompanied him, looked at its dead master, and let out a desolate wail like a nightingale's cry, jumped up and fell into the water to its death.

When the sound of the pipa reached this point, Cui Yu stopped, his pipa didn't need to play the following anymore, in his heart, it was enough.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost, so far thinking about Xiang Yu, refusing to cross the Jiangdong. ”

Cui Yu muttered to himself and read the poem out.

Although Cui Yu has stopped playing, in their hearts, the sound of the pipa seems to still ring in their ears, telling something, a heroic tear, and an endless son and daughter.

Futu pulled Cui Yu's sleeve with a sad face, and said, "Cui Yu, you cotton is so bounced, why do I sound so uncomfortable!"

Cui Yu was full of black lines, and gave the burial soil a violent shudder, phew, this unlucky child, the atmosphere that was finally created, let you play cotton with this sentence, and all the bullets are gone.

The people of the Lingyun Immortal Sect looked at Cui Yu with admiration. They never thought that Cui Yu would be able to play such a touching pipa song, and even now, they are still crying.

Cui Yu stood up and sent the pipa in his arms to Xin Ji, Xin Ji wiped away her tears, bowed to Cui Yu, and then took the pipa, looked at Cui Yu and said, "Sir, Xin Ji admits defeat!"

Gongsun Hongfu sighed and said: "Yu Ji Yu Ji Nai Ruohe, what a sad picture, this song of the emperor really convinced me." Listen to the emperor's song today, no matter if you win or lose in the future competition, my Lingyun Immortal Sect will send troops to help. ”

Glancing at his own doorman, Gongsun Hongfu said: "In the next competition, we don't want to fight for anything, but we want to hear what other masterpieces the emperor has, so the competition is still to be compared." ”

As he spoke, Gongsun Hongfu looked at the remaining two people and asked, "Next, which of you will come out to compete with the emperor?"

The old man and the woman in the green shirt glanced at each other, and finally the old man smiled bitterly and said to Cui Yu: "Although it is said that the pipa and the guqin are two musical instruments, but the music of the world is not divided into instruments.

When Cui Yu heard this, he was naturally happy, he could have one less game, that was the best, and he was also ready to take out "Guangling San" to have a test to deter them, who knows if it will be saved.

"This piece is called 'Ambush on All Sides'. ”

As he spoke, Cui Yu looked at the woman in a green shirt.

The woman in green shirt walked out with a smile and said: "Little woman Su Xuan, as a woman, is not as good as Uncle Shi's mind, how can she still have a competition, then the little woman will blow a song first, please taste it from the emperor!"

Cui Yu nodded, it seems that Lingyun Immortal Sect is left with the girl who is playing the flute in front of her.