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"Jun Wang is really a person who loves music, and at this moment of life and death, he still does not forget to place his affection on the strings, and this ancient thought is rare in the life of the old man!" Xue Shuxuan turned over and dismounted, stroked his beard and said with a long smile: "If it is not for the saint not to allow this person, can the prince be willing to take it under the account and discuss the heavenly way and the people's hearts?" Xue Shuxuan's words were sour, slightly sarcastic. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you can do this, wouldn't it be beautiful?" Zhu Youzhen listened to the melodious sound of the piano in Wolong Village, his eyes were slightly smoky, and he seemed extremely obsessed, "General Xue has been fighting horses all his life, and he has a thorough understanding of the art of using soldiers to attack the city, but he is inevitably overstretched in terms of music and rhythm, and you will not be able to understand the state of mind of this king, indescribable, indescribable!"

"Xue Mou was born in the army, but he is a vulgar person, and he is no better than his son and grandson!" Xue Shuxuan, the commander of the army, swept the world on a bow horse, and he was a martial and scornful person, and laughed and said: "The so-called cultivator asks the slave, weaves the maid, Xue really doesn't know what the similarities and differences are with this string music? There are many organs here, the fog is obscured, and there is no one in Liao, most of them are Feng Dao pretending to be a ghost, wanting to put up a plan for the empty city, trying to scare off the old man's tens of thousands of elite soldiers!"

"General Xue doesn't know, this fuqin is very exquisite, it needs a quiet place and a calm heart, the nine heavens are light and clouds, and when you hear the birds and insects, it is in harmony with the meaning of the qin song, not intentionally. Zhu Youzhen took a few steps forward, came to the front end of the gossip life, and the Soul Cliff cracked, and there was no way to go.

He stroked the dark iron cable, felt the biting cold, and then looked closely, and saw that there was a silver box hanging at the lower end of the iron cable, its carving was exquisite, the texture was heavy, and the word "out of the box" was written on it, and he didn't know what was built-in, and said slowly: "If you want to kill in this place, this king really can't bear it, Feng Dao is a master in the world, why not surrender?" It's really hard to disobey the father's order, and the emperor's order is even more difficult to resist, hey...... What can you do?"

"Although Feng Dao is a literati, he should not be underestimated!" Xue Shuxuan clenched the sword at his waist, and his seven-foot body became extremely majestic with a heavy armor, "The old man heard that there is such a legend in the rivers and lakes,' The piano doctor and the ghost woman have the ability to reach the sky, commonly known as the five uniques of the Central Plains, the qin demon Pei Ruhai uses the qin to the sword, the ghost doctor Sun Qianchu can come back to life, the jade-faced Rakshasa is the same as the ghost, and the nine-fingered goddess kills people like hemp, so the four of them are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, but they are their own masters, only the Xiangshi Feng Dao is known as the head of the five uniques, but he lives alone in the realm of the ninefold, there is no door and no faction, and he does not know where his heart is. Legend has it that Feng Dao was seriously ill and needed to prolong his life with his fortune, so he was looking for someone who could determine the world all day long. ”

"In this way, Feng Dao is also a talent for governing the world, no wonder his father believed in Qinglong, and wanted to kill him quickly, since he had more than ten years, could he find the Ming Jun of the troubled times?" Zhu Youzhen looked back and asked, her eyebrows were deeply locked, and her face was as handsome as jade.

Feng Dao was depressed, and according to legend, he adopted a child seven years ago and named him Jiang Yiyan, although this person was a closed disciple, he was also the only disciple of Feng Dao. Xue Shuxuan helped King Jun up, and whispered in his ear: "Qin Demon and Xiangshi are both people who love music, and the prince may hear the superiority?"

Zhu Youzhen thought for a while, and said with a straight face: "The qin demon Pei Ruhai turned the qin song into a murderous weapon, which is not my wish, Feng Dao Xiaoyin and respect music, Fang is a person on the top, and his superiority is immediately revealed." ”

"Feng Dao is treacherous and resourceful, tempting him with piano music, the prince is not going to be ambushed, wait for the old man to try him!" Xue Shuxuan leaned over to open the box, wrote the book, and then closed the bracket and withdrew backwards.

Zhu Youzhen was puzzled: "What does General Xue mean by this?"

"The old man wants to see, does Feng Dao have real talent and real learning?" Xue Shuxuanhuan's eyes widened angrily, and his eyebrows became extremely hideous, "The old man wrote the eight characters of his birthday in the book, since Feng Dao can know the past and the future, then he will definitely die in my hand today, I don't know if this piano sound will go from joy to sorrow?"

"Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, Kan is water, and separation is fire, General Xue wrote his birthday into the box, can there be a deep meaning?" Zhu Youzhen's voice did not fall, only heard a loud sound, the eight iron cables shook at the same time, the iron ropes rotated through the ring, one in and one out, and the silver box was far away from the cliff wall, and was swallowed by the dragon inch by inch.

Between the opening and closing of the dragon's mouth, the blood mist is like a spring, and the nameless "water" is scattered on the heavy armor of the Eight Directions Divine Army, this thing is like blood rather than blood, like oil rather than oil, the clothes are not wet, but they cannot be erased, and the sergeant can only smell a peculiar smell, which is very similar to rotten things.

Xue Shuxuan looked fixedly, and saw that the gossip was swaying upward, as if the eight dark rainbows rising from the Broken Soul Cliff went straight to Xiao Han, so he shouted: "This ...... Is there really someone in this Wolong Village?"

The cliff is full of dust and sand, and the twilight is blocked, and everyone can only see the towering outline of Wolong Peak and the mottled wall in Wolong Village, and vaguely see the whip-like knotted bamboo hanging down from between the walls, like a withered human hand, extending the invitation of hell to mortal dust.

The sunset is like blood, announcing the passing of life in the world all the time, and the time of a stick of incense falls into the wind with the footsteps of Xue Shuxuan pacing back and forth, and the sound of the piano is not endless, still high mountains and flowing water, soft and beautiful as usual.

"Will Feng Dao really reply to the book with animal skin?" Zhu Youzhen took off the golden helmet, revealing a handsome face that was not deeply involved in the world.

Xue Shuxuan's personality was impatient, how could he wait, and said angrily: "Pretending to be a ghost, the old man will definitely meet him for a while!"

The iron rope tentacles are cold, and they want to penetrate the skin and flesh, and connect with the finger bones, "The prince will take a nap, the old man will definitely meet Feng Dao to see how respectful he is?

"Yes...... But this king ...... "Zhu Youzhen wanted to speak and stopped, he led the troops for the first time, there is no experience at all, if no one is to guide him, even if there are millions of soldiers, it is also a puddle of loose sand, he knows his own shortcomings, where is he willing to let Xue Shuxuan put himself in danger, and said in a trembling voice: "Why should the general be like this?"

"If the old man doesn't come back, the prince just burns him with arrows, doesn't care if Xue is alive or dead, if Feng Dao is incompetent, Xue is lucky, and I hope that King Jun will say a few good words in front of the emperor and add an official to the old man!" Xue Shuxuan jumped a few times, and he was already in the air, and then waved his arms and shouted: "Crossbowmen prepare!"

The five-character exit, like a storm crashing on the shore, thousands of troops woke up like a dream, one after another lifted arrows to set up the string, the arrow cluster was wrapped in coarse cloth, soaked in pine resin fish oil, the former arms were burning, ready to go.

The flames in all directions illuminated the dark curtain, and Xue Shuxuan's light skills were excellent, and in the blink of an eye, he had entered the wall.

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