Emperor Danwu

Chapter 949

"Brother Ye, I heard that the bosom friend is from the Sanctuary, but I don't know which Sanctuary it is from," Le Tian said.

From the perspective of the warriors of the Canglan Empire, there are only two kinds of warriors from the sanctuary, one is a downcast person, and the other is a hermit.

But the second type of people is very rare in the Canglan Empire. After all, the Canglan Empire is not a good place to hide from the world.

The sanctuary has nine exteriors and nine interiors, and is divided into eighteen sanctuaries.

Because the territory of the entire sanctuary presents a spiral pattern, the outermost area is called the ninth sanctuary.

The Ninth Sanctuary is the most desolate place in the entire Sanctuary, but there is no shortage of strong people.

The warriors who came to the Canglan Empire from the Sanctuary could get a place in it, but more than [-]% of the warriors who came from the Canglan Empire to the Sanctuary died as strangers.

After all, this is a cruel world of the jungle.

"It doesn't matter where she came from. What I care about is whether I can see her face." Linghu Wuxu said.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xingchen asked.

"Brother Ye, you don't know, that bosom friend girl has long purple-blue hair, her eyes are as green as lake water, and her figure is exquisite and delicate, but every time she appears, she is covered by a purple veil. face, but..."

Suddenly, Le Tian's words took a turn, and continued: "But every time she appears on stage, she will make a promise, and that is to stay with you all night."

This "accompany you for one night" is of course accompanied by drinking and singing.

It is also possible to see her true face, but so far, no warrior has been able to see her true face.

"A hero is sad for a beauty."

……

When it was about half a stick of incense, on the steps of Zhiyin Pavilion, there were fragrant flowers winding on both sides, but above the attic, they were connected by green vines, as if constructing a mural landscape scene.

Right above the stairs, there is a guzheng.

All of a sudden, the warriors in Zhiyin Pavilion became quiet.

A woman in a blue-purple dress walked up the stairs from the attic to the front of the guzheng.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen looked around and found that the woman had indeed covered her cheeks with a veil, revealing only a pair of green eyes.

And her exquisite figure makes people infinitely daydream.

The woman raised her left hand, as if flicking a flower, and then waved the strings of the guzheng, and then said softly: "I kept you waiting for a long time, and then let the little girl sing a song."

As soon as her words fell, the plucked melody, like spring water, kept gushing out, while the sound of the piano was like the water of the Yellow River.

Instantly, the moment the woman in purple opened her mouth, everyone was immediately attracted by the sound of nature.

Completely ecstasy, and indulge in singing.

The city is beautiful, the beauty is drunk, and the flowers are blooming together.

You pick the sword, I dance to the city, and sing with gin and wine.

In front of the Loulan Pavilion, I miss you lightly dancing and flowing swords all over the sky.

The cold wind is bitter, and the beautiful face of the year smiled for you.

Love in a dream, read in my heart, never forget it every year.

The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, withered and pale.

Chunhuaqiuyue, think of you in three steps and write poems.

The prosperity is gone, and I bid farewell to the long night for Qing Qingcheng.

Playing and singing interludes, the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. The wind and clouds come to my heart, and there are thousands of years between life and death.

With the final sound of "Millennium" falling, everyone's hearts could not be calm for a long time.

Even Le Tian and Linghu Wuxu were deeply attracted by this song.

I don't know how long it took, but everyone started talking about it.

"What kind of song is this? Why is it so beautiful, but there is a feeling that I can't let go of?"

"I have heard no fewer than a hundred kinds of wonderful melodies, but I have never heard such a heart-stirring tune."

"As expected of Miss Yuyin from the Zhiyin Pavilion, the well-deserved No. [-] singer."

None of the warriors present could guess what the song was.

Le Tian asked in a blink of an eye: "Brother Linghu, Brother Ye, do you know what song this is?"

Linghu Wuxu shook his head and said: "I don't know either. Although I know a little about the sound of the piano, I still can't hear the melody. There is always an unforgettable feeling."

"Me too, it seems that once you hear it, it will be remembered for a lifetime."

"Where's Brother Ye?" Le Tian asked.

Just when Ye Xingchen was about to answer, on the platform, the woman in purple said: "Everyone present, if anyone can tell what song this is, the little girl is willing to spend the night with you!"

Suddenly, everyone whispered to each other, but none of them could say anything.

"See if there is any hope this time."

"I'm a hero, but it's a beauty pass."

"Haha, I think you don't know five tones?"

"You are so powerful, why didn't you come up with what you said."

For a while, Zhiyin Pavilion became noisy again.

But Yuyin on the platform quietly looked ahead, waiting for someone to sing the song.

"Qing Cheng lives up to you, the Fu is sung by Yu Xuanji of Eastern Shenzhou, Miss Yuyin, am I right?"

Of course it was Ye Xingchen who said this.

500 years ago, Ye Xingchen had heard the song "The Allure Lives Up to You".

"The whole city will live up to you?"

"How come I've never heard of it?"

"Hey, how does this kid know Yu Xuanji from Eastern Shenzhou?"

"Is it also an artist?"

After about thirty breaths, the woman in purple nodded lightly and said: "You are right, then do you know the meaning of this song?"

Speaking of meaning, I'm afraid Ye Xingchen knows better than Yuyin.

"Know a thing or two." Ye Xingchen said modestly.

"You might as well talk about it." Yuyin spread her hands, signaling Ye Xingchen to say so.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Xingchen.

Many of the warriors present were alchemists, so they naturally knew Ye Xingchen.

After all, Ye Xingchen is the youngest sixth-grade alchemist in the Canglan Empire. Although his reputation is only average among the alchemists in the Canglan Empire, everyone still has some impressions of Ye Xingchen.

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen nodded and said: "The meaning of this song is a thousand-year love. Back then, Yu Xuanji was a singer in Eastern Shenzhou, but she met a son who was born in a family of martial gods. The two fell in love because they fell in love. , so we walked together, but the good times didn't last long."

Speaking of this, Yuyin asked eagerly: "And then?"

Ye Xingchen said again: "The young master who was born in the Martial God family, in order to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, has been away for thousands of years. What he has endured is not only the loneliness of martial arts, but also his emotions. In the past 1000 years, that Yu Xuanji Thinking of people with things, and thus compose this song that lives up to the city."

After everyone listened, they sank down and took a deep breath.

"No wonder this song has such mixed feelings, 1000 years of waiting!"

(End of this chapter)