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Chapter 719: How about when my hair grows to my waist and the general comes back?

Under the ring, Lin Jingcheng's eyes were slightly lowered, and the words of the Wuji Palace couple were swirling in his mind. He couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, sour and uncomfortable.

The connection between Master Yunfeng and Thousand-faced Poison Doctor was deeper than he imagined.

Even if he has ascended to the spiritual world, you will still see his shadow inadvertently.

Just like the song Zhu Feng Ling, it has such a deep connection with him that no one can erase it.

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While he was thinking sourly, the melodious and melodious sound of the piano played again, and the melodious melody brought people into another touching and deep lovesickness.

When my hair reaches my waist, how about the return of the general?
This body is a gentleman's intention to be free and unrestrained, how could the mountains and rivers be desolate.

When the sky breaks down, Mu Xue grows old.

Han Jian silently listens to the thunder, and the spear guards the empty trench alone.

Jun Mo laughed drunk on the battlefield, blowing through the corners of the painting overnight.

A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River falls in love with the red knot in his hair.

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The sound of the piano is melodious, lingering and pathos, and the hearts of those who listen to it are filled with excitement.

The scene in front of the audience's eyes changed, showing a scene of a pair of lovers bidding farewell to each other on Shilippo as the sun set.

The girl sobbed softly, leaning into her sweetheart's arms and pouring out her heart, hoping for his early return.

The young man hugged his beloved girl tightly, said goodbye, and solemnly made a promise.

When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to court triumphantly.

In the past, he rode his horse and let him play freely. He was a young hero.

The eastern capital is beautiful, but the West Lake is misty.

Holding a gun and fighting in all directions, vowing to guard the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

There should be a day of victory and return, and spend a good night with Qing.

I look forward to joining hands to grow old, and I am willing to share the same robe with my son.

When Lin Jingcheng heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl playing the piano on the stage, with unspeakable surprise flashing in his eyes.

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"New song!"

"Master is playing a new song."

"What's the name of this song?"

"sounds so good!"

"After three years, Miss Ye finally composed a new song." "The artistic conception of this song is as beautiful as Killing the Phoenix and Entering the Ghost."

"If it spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation."

"Xianlefang has new songs to release."

"With this piece of music, it will surely dominate the Six Nations Band."

"..."

Under the ring, Qin Zhilan and others were also extremely excited.

The fox eyes on Xianghu's head were shining brightly, as if he could see the silver rain falling from the sky.

The piano competition ended perfectly, and the eldest princess's reputation reached an unprecedented height.

The enthusiastic people who eat melons are all looking forward to the final martial arts competition as soon as possible.

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It's night, Xiliang Palace.

"How about when my hair reaches my waist and the general comes back? I should come back victorious and spend a good night with you..."

Ye Junlan looked at the music score and murmured in a low voice. He read it silently several times. He suddenly woke up and turned to look at Lin Jingcheng.

"hey-hey."

Lin Jingcheng's ears turned red for a rare occasion, he touched his nose and looked away sheepishly.

"Sister, is this song really composed for you?"

Ye Junlan's heart trembled, feeling a little bit like a brother.

He was not lucky enough to have his sister compose a song.

But his good brother took the lead and got there first.

"hey-hey."

Lin Jingcheng faced his resentful look and explained with a smile: "Actually, my sister has promised to compose a song for me a long time ago. You also know that she has a lot of homework and has been putting it off. I didn't dare to rush her, thinking that she would forget. I didn’t expect to perform publicly in the ring.”

"Listen to what you said? Are you still wronged?"

Ye Junlan was still upset: "What, my sister didn't play to you alone, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no, absolutely not."

Lin Jingcheng was full of desire for survival and firmly denied it: "I am very happy that my sister can compose music specially for me, and I will never have any objections."

Just kidding, in front of my future brother-in-law, even if I really have a little grudge, I would never dare to show it!
　When my hair grows to my waist, this poem comes from Shili Hongzhuang.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)