, His four younger disciples are so worried about how to be uneasy about people's abilities, pay now, avoiding the strong and weakening is one of the rules to save their lives, this Niu Youde is obviously unfathomable, they can't figure out why Fang Ming is so obsessed, is it worth taking such a big risk?

"Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people?" Yue Qianchou kept beating his fingers on the strings, and sneered: "If justice is really at ease in the hearts of the people, then what is the secular and cultivation realm? Everyone is fair, and everyone doesn't need to fight and kill desperately. People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, these eight words are the most suitable for use in the cultivation realm. ”

With these words, the wilderness where the bonfire was burning fell silent, only Qin Yin wandered alone, and everyone was reflecting on the past they had experienced in the cultivation realm. Many people let out a slight sigh, and the liquor poured into their throats, "

"Your thoughts are too one-sided and too extreme, for example, this old-timer Fang Ming waved his finger at the one-armed old man in the mountain pavilion with great righteousness, and said impassionedly: "Not to mention the profundity of cultivation, I have been silently maintaining the ghost village for countless years, not letting the ghost village become a ruin, and also making it a place for me to wait for the scattered cultivation to have a place to stay." Can you say that this old-timer's actions are also the punishment of people who do not do it for themselves?"

The fart is good, I hope that people can save your life when the time comes! Yue Qian glanced at him disdainfully, ignored him, and the tune made by the ten fingers hitting the strings was infinitely stunned, and looked around and smiled faintly: "There is wine today and drunk today, and it is a passer-by to meet in the future. ”

As soon as the words fell, the ten fingers suddenly frantically played on the strings, making a chaotic noise, and the roots of everyone's teeth were numb.

Everyone looked at him with bared teeth, and what he said just now was heartwarming, why is it disgusting to be here in a blink of an eye. Dai frowned under the green veil, but Fang Ming was overjoyed, it turned out to be pretending"

Just when everyone's minds were stirred up, the noise that pierced people's eardrums stopped abruptly. When everyone was relieved, the beautiful melody intertwined with "Ding Ding Dong" slowly injected into everyone's hearts. It seems that when the summer heat is unbearable, a dose of coolness suddenly wraps itself, making people breathe a sigh at the same time, so comfortable that people can't help but want to moan, so cool!

When the sound of the piano opened everyone's hearts bit by bit, I listened to the tune of Yue Qianwu and the tide coming and going, and read in a gloomy tone: "The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging." In thousands of years of practice, talking and laughing, it is better than getting drunk in life!"

The night breeze was slightly cool, the bonfire was shining, and the crackling sound of firewood was difficult to pull everyone back from their mental trance. In just a few words, everyone stepped into the undulating cultivation realm in an instant with the tune.

The past is vivid, so that the scattered cultivators are a little unbearable, and the pride and frustration appear in front of them one by one, and how much blood and tears are mixed in it. How much have you given up, how much have you gained, how much you have given up or how much you have gained? I don't know how long this dream will last? I don't know if it's worth it all these years of hard pursuit. "It's better than getting drunk in life." After casually chattering, many people shook their heads with a wry smile and gasped, how can they relieve their worries? The only way to relieve their worries is mellow spirits! Sitting around the campfire, along with the prelude to the piano music, the wine jar rises and falls, and the clear wine goes straight to the throat.

For a time, the aroma of wine wafted around, making this night full of bonfires and confused, clear but invisible, worthy of eternal nostalgia. It's better than a drunk life, everyone asks themselves if they can't be so free, and they should be able to get drunk today.

Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing opened their mouths and looked at Yue Qianchou, as if they didn't know each other, is this still the boss from before? They have been following Yue Qianchou for a while, and this boss is ruthless in doing things, and he often kills the killer. And swear words such as Lao Tzu and scolding his mother are often on his lips, it is really unimaginable that he can say such connotative words. And look at his current elegance and elegance in the turbid world, as well as the free and easy romantic playing, it's quite scary!

Are we hallucinating? Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief.

The six girls of Yanlan on the side, they are really full of little stars, and they are all bent on their knees, resting their chins, staring at him with intently blurred eyes, "This man is really intoxicating to women!"

The eyes under the green veil, although there was originally a circulation, have always been calm. However, now there are amazing ripples, like a pool of stagnant water, thrown into a small stone, which makes people's hearts fluctuate and cannot be calmed.

Fang Ming suddenly woke up, staring at Yue Qianchou with an unpredictable expression. Yue Qianchou tuned Suqin, and inadvertently handed him a contemptuous look. Yes, Yue Qianchou is indeed despising him."

What kind of elegance is pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu, Fengya is a bullshit thing, it is all played by people who are full of food and have nothing to do, who has ever seen a person who can't even eat enough to pretend to be elegant? Fengya, this son of a bitch, Lao Tzu can toss as much as he wants, and he has long been unable to play

The son let you see what it means to pretend to be an elegant ancestor, playing the piano and singing Jiang Yu has seen it, right? This is called talented!

Playing the piano indiscriminately before, Yue Qianchou was also intentional, not random. Because everyone has already listened to a few tunes before, it is like eating too many delicious dishes and serving another delicious dish. If you want to taste the pure taste of this taste, you need a glass of white water to wash away other remnants on your taste buds, so that you don't have mixed flavors.

And Yue Qianchou's violent bombing was like a glass of tasteless white water, which washed away the endless aftertaste in everyone's minds. After doing this, he began to pretend triumphantly. snatched this romantic night that belonged to Fang Ming into his own hands.

When everyone was still panting and jumping, they listened to Yue Qianchou and the sonorous recitation of the piano song: "The sword is wide across the world, and the white bones are like mountain birds. The world is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing a few people in the rivers and lakes!" The end note added a little curling sigh, a little sad and parting.

"The world is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing that a few people in the rivers and lakes have returned to the public to practice and repeat over and over again" I remember that when I entered the cultivation realm at the beginning of the year, everyone was still simple, who didn't have a few friends, but who else could survive? Even if they were still alive, who could still maintain that simplicity?

I only sighed that a few people in the rivers and lakes returned to Xiaoxiao, and suddenly someone stood up, threw the wine jar in his hand into the distance, and roared under the night sky. "Xiuzhen Realm, you bastard!" the man gradually knocked his eyes together, and the two tears of the big man slid down to the beards of his cheeks, shining in the light of the campfire.

This person was none other than Amano, a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, who probably remembered his relatives and friends who no longer existed. The two people next to him were also red-eyed, silent, and only knew how to pour the wine into their mouths.

Next to the mountain pavilion, under the incandescent lantern, in the green gauze curtain, the red lips moved slightly, and a faint voice whispered: "The sword is wide across the world, and the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock." The world is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing a few people in the rivers and lakes It seems that this mysterious woman is the first time to speak, her voice is mellow, like a silver bead falling on a plate, brittle people's hearts, it is good, but it is a pity that it can't be heard by the cultivation of the people below.

Only the old man behind her heard it. The one-armed old man slowly turned his head to look at Yue Qianchou, his calm eyes were a little dim, as if he had opened the night and seen the distant past.

"Haha," a burst of unbridled laughter suddenly sounded under the night sky, piles of bonfires flickered, and everyone woke up violently to see that it was Yue Qianchou who was laughing in the sky. The sound of the piano also followed freely and leisurely, and the ten fingers were as brilliant as a blooming lotus flower, swaying freely on the strings.

The free and leisurely sound of the piano seems to be telling everyone, since the past is unbearable, why not look away, and smile over" The sound of the piano stirred in vain, everyone's mood followed the ups and downs, and suddenly heard Yue Qianchou singing loudly: "The sea is laughing, the tide on both sides of the strait is dropping, and the ups and downs are remembered with the waves." Tian'an, the tide in the world, who loses and who wins, God knows. The rivers and mountains are smiling, the smoke and rain are far away, and the waves are sweeping away the red dust and the world. The breeze smiled, but it was lonely, and there was still a night photo left of pride. Lalaca,,Lalala", haha

The song stirred in the wilderness, though it was dark and the moon was bright and the stars were scarce. But everyone's state of mind was brought into another world in an instant. Under the bright and bright world, he laughed alone at the ups and downs of the sea, laughed at the vicissitudes of the world like floating clouds, and competed for fame and fortune like a passing cloud. How many people in the cultivation realm are trembling and trembling all day long, in vain let the smoke and rain of the rivers and mountains increase the laughter, how can they smile with a wisp of breeze and watch the sunset, come freely and freely!

The ten-finger plucking of a thousand sorrows, the wanton indulgence of singing, and the rampant and hearty heroic laughter made the six girls of Yanlan dazzled and couldn't help but be in a trance. Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing were dumbfounded, really suspecting that the boss was possessed by something unclean.

In the mountain pavilion, the cold eyes of the one-armed old man were gradually melting. Next to the pavilion, the green yarn on the head of the halter automatically rose up without wind, and the eyes inside were staring closely at the wanton and indulgent Yue Qianchou, the red lips with soft curves started slightly, and muttered to themselves: "The mountains are smiling, the smoke and rain are far away, is this a song made by Yue Qianchou?"

"Cangsheng laughs, no longer lonely, pride is still smiling and laughing" Yue Qianchou sang and sang that he couldn't help himself, and gradually entered the state, seemingly crazy indulgence in playing and singing, that wildness was really exciting.

Not to mention the others, one by one swaying their upper bodies to the tune, the flying sword was once again clanging, echoing the sound of the piano and singing loudly with Yue Qianchou: "The sea laughs, the tide on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs follow the waves to remember the present day,"

This song is both proud and catchy, suitable for these men to vent, and after being sung a few times, they sang it one by one. Under the night sky, beside the bonfires, the aroma of wine mixed with the singing of the wild waves floated in the four fields. The veiled woman next to the mountain pavilion lifted the hole flute and gently placed it on her lips.