Devil Emperor, he exploded

Chapter 30
"song……"

Jun Changfeng looked worried, Jun Qingge gave him a comforting look, then said something in his ear, and stood up.

"Since the empress has spoken, then Qingge will obey."

"Haha, there is a good show to watch now, and I don't know what this Jun Qingge can do. If I lose people at that time, it will be interesting when it spreads throughout the capital."

"That's right, it's really unlucky for His Royal Highness to have such a princess. Not only is she a fool, but she's also so ugly, heck, just imagine that His Royal Highness is so pitiful."

……

Mo Beiche heard all the discussions around without saying a word, and his face became more and more gloomy at this moment.

Xia Jingyao looked down with her beautiful eyes, and a half-smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Jun Qingge didn't seem to see the eyes of everyone, and went straight to a guard, "Brother, I will lend you your saber."

Then, before the guard could react, he drew out his sword with a 'swipe' sound.

Walking to the front of the stage, he jumped up lightly, and the plain clothes drew a light arc in the wind.

This scene made everyone startled.

What exactly does this Jun Qingge want to do?
I saw the singer Jun Qing on the stage wrapping a sword flower around his wrist, his figure was as light as a swallow, and a plain dress flying in the air, like pushing away the continuous clouds, confusing people's eyes.

Suddenly, a qin sound rose into the sky, distant and ethereal. Jun Changfeng sat in front of the guqin, his fingers fluttering on the qin, and cooperated with Jun Qingge, who was dancing a sword on the stage, with a tacit understanding.

The perfect fusion of the piano and the sword reverberates across the sky.

Jun Qingge raised the corners of his mouth, tapped his toes lightly, and instantly swung the sword in his hand in a perfect turn, "Zheng——!" With a sound, a trace of sharpness spontaneously emerged!

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning."

"Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow."

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A piece of Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" was slowly sung from Jun Qingge's mouth. Her voice was not like a woman's softness, but as cold as water in a secluded spring, with a touch of arrogance and sharpness.

As soon as the two lines came out, not only the people in the garden, but even Mo Beiche on the high platform were startled slightly.

Jun Qingge has a graceful figure and a stern expression.

The sword in her hand seemed to be integrated with her, and the blade flashed sharply in the light and shadow, getting faster and faster, and gradually transformed into a series of sword shadows, dazzling people's eyes.

Mo Beiche looked at the cold and resolute woman on the stage, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

Is this really that stupid Jun Qingge?
Is it really that useless trash who chases after him every day?

Who said she was illiterate?

If you can't understand writing and ink, how can you make such a poem?
As the sound of the zither became more and more intense, Jun Qingge jumped into the air, his body like a nimble swallow, and landed on the stone pillar of the high platform.

The beam of light reflected on her plain clothes, giving off a little halo.

Like a celestial being bathed in the sun, it is elegant and clear.

"Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you."

Jun Qingge recited the rest of the poem in one breath, and the blue sword light drew a sharp arc in the air.

Her figure is not as soft as a willow like a woman's.

The sword in her hand didn't have any fancy moves, it was simple and sharp, with a faint killing air.

Elegant and vigorous, like a concise painting.

Accompanied by the faint sound of the zither, she flew forward and threw the sword, the blade cut through the air, and flew into the guard's scabbard with a "swipe" sound!
The sound of the piano faded away, and the breeze rolled up her plain and thin shirt, and the toga fluttered, with wide sleeves like clouds.

(End of this chapter)