The sound of the piano is ethereal, and don't beg for nothing, and I can't tell what is good about this sound. He just felt relaxed, pleasant, as if he had returned to his mother's body, unrestrained, without the slightest trace of horror and melancholy.

He seemed to have seen the growth of all things, the growth of grass and the flight of warblers, the rain and dew, and the struggle of thousands of frost days between heaven and earth to survive. Beqi smiled suddenly, he closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a young eagle flying in front of him, a flash of lightning, and a hazy green mixed with wet rain and dew falling.

Something that Beg had forgotten for a long time suddenly welled up in his mind.

He saw himself as a toddler, dragging a loofah more than a meter long and rolling all over the ground in the magical and wild black soil, in the farm opened by his parents. He saw his three- and five-year-old self, chasing a large African toad the size of a basin in the fields of the farm. He saw his six- and seven-year-old self, accompanied by his father, teasing the pet cheetah raised by a big black man in the neighborhood with a piece of beef. He saw his **-year-old self, and a little black girl with flexible eyes, kissing gently in the shade of a tree......

Memories are full of beautiful things. This piano sound can actually evoke the softest and warmest memories in people's hearts. Many details have not been forgotten by yourself, but today they were moved by the sound of the piano, and all of them appeared in front of you. He even remembered the little black girl who had lost his first kiss with him, and the good, natural scent of grass on her.

Two lines of tears slipped down Beggar's closed eyes.

Subsequently, the Innate True Water Spirit Gang automatically operated, and it ran rapidly in the water spirit vein for three small weeks, turning into a cold and piercing clear qi and rushing straight to the Beqi Sea. Since cultivating the water source chapter, the water waves condensed in the sea of Beg suddenly boiled, the water waves revealed the cold air of the forest, and countless iceberg snow flakes took shape on the water waves, and Beqi's Zifu Zhihai became a piece of ice and snow, and the cold air of the forest quickly made Beg feel excited, and he soon sobered up.

A mysterious trick in the Stealing Sutra slowly emerged in the sea of begging knowledge, and the name of the recipe is "Little Heavens Seven Holy Gods and Demons Forging Divine Technique", which is a magical trick to exercise the soul, stabilize the mind, and prevent the mind from being invaded by external demons. Originally, this method would not appear until Beg had reached the realm of congenital fetal breath, but today it was stimulated and threatened by the sound of the piano, and this method was chosen by the subconscious in Beggar's soul in advance.

If you steal the scriptures, you can steal everything in the world. And in the world of all directions, there are endless spells that confuse the mind, and there are also some cultivators and powerful people who like to use all kinds of magic to protect their caves and treasure places.

This "Little Heavens Seven Holy Gods and Demon Forging Divine Technique" is a kind of magic of the gods, and it is an extremely profound and mysterious one, which can not only counteract all kinds of jīng god attacks, but also various magical methods of divine attacks.

Don't beg your heart to sink, instinctively follow this method of forging gods, and condense the power of spiritual consciousness into seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and yù. Seven tiny points of light faintly flashed in his eyes, and there was suddenly an indescribable mysterious aura around his body, and the expression on his face was also faintly evil.

The prototype of the Seven Emotions Gods and Demons is faintly formed in the Sea of Beggar's Knowledge, because of the relationship between the strength of his spiritual sense, the current Seven Emotions Gods and Demons are just seven shadows that are fluctuating like green smoke, but they are enough to defend against the charm power in the sound of the qin.

At this moment, although the sound of the piano is quiet and pleasant, it can no longer move Beggar's heart. He slowly wiped the tears from his face, with a little anger, squinting his eyes and looking left and right, wanting to see what this Yuexuan who teased people with the sound of the piano looked like.

The memories of his childhood, which are not many warm memories, have always been locked in his heart. How could he not be annoyed by the fact that he used the sound of the piano to evoke the memories of Beqi who did not want to look back? He was like the most selfish child, who was intruded into his private world and touched his most beloved toy.

Many people in the hall had different faces, but they were all stunned, obviously not escaping the attack of Qin Yin.

Zhang Hu, who was sitting on Beg's left hand side, had a smirk on his face, and was opening his mouth to laugh silently, and two salivas hung out from the corners of his mouth. No need to ask, this guy must have thought of his old friends in the Qinglou over the years, and just look at the small tent that he set up under him, he must be in a fantasy world with his old friends.

Hu Wei on the right hand side lowered his head, with a shallow smile on his face, and his body exuded a solemn aura. He seemed to be in the barracks, with his robes, laughing and playing. Behind his smile, there was a hint of indescribable sadness. Bei Qi looked at Hu Wei in surprise, this guy's mind was much firmer than Zhang Hu's, I am afraid that he had already understood that the many robes that appeared in front of him were illusions, right?

How many years did Hu Wei serve in Little Monte, and how many of his Paozawa brothers died in the endless barbarian cháo during these years?

Don't beg to look at Hu Wei with pity, let this man get together with his brother in that illusion a little more, even if it is a short time for the sound of the piano. This is a real iron-blooded soldier, and such a tender time is also very precious to him, right?

But for Zhang Hu, don't beg to grab the wine jug, and slowly pour the wine in the jug on the small tent that towers below him.

Zhang Hu shuddered, and suddenly woke up from the sound of the piano. He looked left and right angrily, and was stunned to find that he was actually in the main hall, not in the green building in the illusion, Zhang Hu is also a knowledgeable person, he lowered his voice in horror, ~ grabbed his soaked crotch and asked in a low voice: "Hell, what kind of door is this ghost tune? Just now Lao Tzu was happy with at least a hundred girls on a big bed!"

Beg glared at Zhang Hu and shouted in a low voice: "Just now, as long as a seven-year-old child, he can stab you with one sword!"

A large piece of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhang Hu's forehead, he looked left and right angrily, and scolded in a low voice: "Where is the dead ghost who plays the piano?"

Don't beg for nothing, he looked around and found that in addition to Yan Dan, Yan Qijun, Jing Ke and others on the stage, there were no more than thirty people in the hall who could keep Shen Zhi awake. Ma Yi, the chief waiter who brought in two jars of fine wine for Jing Ke, also did not fall into the virtual world of the sound of the qin, he was like an old hound, standing steadily beside Yan Dan, and his eyes were scanning around.

Princess Yanle sat on the high platform, holding her chin with her hands, and squinted at the many important ministers and nobles in the main hall. When she saw that Beqi quickly woke up from the confusion of the piano sound, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful little face, and she nodded very happily to Beggar. Her small red lips moved silently, and Beqi happened to learn lip language, and saw that Princess Yanle was scolding: "This ugly woman who pretends to be a ghost, her father treats her as a distinguished guest, and Yanle hates her!"

Don't smile and pour himself a glass of wine, raise his glass, and pour it on the ground. He told Yan Le that no matter what the origin of the moon is, just splash her out like water, a musician, can she still compare with her Princess Yan Le?

Princess Yanle, who was still a little sullen just now, smiled, straightened up violently, and picked her chin proudly. She grabbed the wine jug arrogantly, took two sips of the wine in the jug, and then spit out a sip of wine to Beggar's side.

Yan Dan and Yan Qijun noticed this little action of Princess Yanle at the same time, and the two turned their heads to look at it together. Princess Yanle squeezed her eyebrows and smiled at the two of them, and sat in a ladylike style, with five sè divine lights behind her desperately swaying, just like the tail of a peacock opening the screen, revealing an indescribable pride and happiness.

Yan Dan and Yan Qijun looked at Beqi again. But Beqi had already straightened his face and put on a look of immersion in the sound of the piano, Yan Dan and the others looked here for a long time, except for Zhang Hu, who was smiling and drying the wine on his crotch with a sad face, where could they see the slightest wrong?

Shaking his head, Yan Dan smiled at Yan Qijun in a low voice: "Yan Le, you have grown up." ”

Yan Qijun smiled indifferently and shook his head disapprerovingly.

He turned his head to look at Beg again, his eyebrows raised, sharp as a knife.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and everyone in the hall gasped together, and let out an exclamation in unison. Those young nobles did not fall in admiration, and used all the words of praise they could think of to praise Yuehua's piano sound has reached a miraculous realm. In these noble praises, the moon barnyard is simply a person among the gods, and he should not appear in this red world at all.

A woman in white held a yaoqin and slowly walked into the Cupola Hall. The many nobles in the main hall who had not yet praised them were dumbfounded for a while, and all of them straightened their faces, and they all got up and saluted the woman in white. Especially those young nobles, like a rooster in estrus seeing a hen, have worked hard to show their appearance, eager to pounce on the woman in white to reveal their hearts.

Beg also looked at the woman carefully. The means of being able to use the sound of the piano to induce illusions and seduce memories in the depths of the subconscious is already a very powerful magic technique in the immortal law, but he wants to see what such a powerful woman looks like.

At first glance, Beg couldn't help but be disappointed. This woman is slender and slender, but she has a good figure, but her whole body is wrapped in a thick white sè cloak, except for her hands that are as white as jade and almost translucent, she can't see any flesh and skin. She wore a hat made of purple bamboo silk, and a three-foot white veil hung down from the edge, covering her face, and she could only barely see that she had a melon seed face, but she couldn't see what she looked like.

It's just that such a hidden head and tail behavior makes this moon fall extra tempting, even Beg is a little stupid, eager to lift her veil, tear off her clothes, and take a closer look at how good a delicate body she has given birth to, and what kind of beautiful appearance she has.

Just thinking of this, Beqi's heart twitched again, the Seven Holy Gods and Demons throbbed for a while, and the invisible magic covered Bebeg's knowledge of the sea, and the cold made him jīng God shake and sober up again. The charm on the barnyard is so strong that Beg almost fell into her temptation again.

Taking a deep breath, Bebeg lowered his head and stopped looking at the woman. Breaking free from the charm power of the moon roe twice in a row, Beqi's spiritual power has already consumed about thirty percent, and he doesn't want to spend too much jīng god here.

The moon barnyard walked to the end of the hall under the high platform like flowing water, and Ran Ran saluted Yan Dan.

"The people's girl has seen Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live. ”

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