Infinite I Have Billions of Movie Worlds

I saw that she was good at the pipa, but this time, she was holding a writing brush, dancing quickly, and had the masculinity and arrogance of a young man.

Her demeanor caught everyone's attention, and sometimes her nose seemed to smell the fragrance of orchid and musk, but when she saw her singing softly with the music of the pipa, she sang while dancing and writing:

I want to break my heart and make a contract for the rest of my life.

Come to attract Luan Huan, frequently pass Feihong word.

Worrying and wandering again, the sound asked the laborer to lean.

But when you see the clouds coming and going, they are hidden in the mountains.

Everyone, like Liu Yi, couldn't help looking for traces of beautiful women, as if they were in the sound of pipa, thousands of mountains and thousands of miles, and there was no trace to be found.

Thinking is like a willow belt, swaying in the sky at dusk.

The thought is like a rock, and it is difficult to shake it.

When you are often suspicious of dreaming, the shadow movement is uneven.

Looking up at the bright moon, the light through the curtain hangs down to the ground.

Liu Yi danced and sang, her green clothes were elegant, and her pen was wandering, leaving a cursive script on the white silk from time to time.

This beautiful hand of wild grass is also considered top-notch among scholars.

"Okay! The writing is good!!"

"..."

Immediately, everyone was greeted with surprise and applause, and they all felt that this maiko was extraordinary.

And her singing voice is like a rainbow after rain, with seven colors and distinct timbre layers.

Soft, crystal clear singing.

It seems to be rippling on the stage, walking through the building, and resenting in the crowd.

Those who smell it are like a spring breeze, and the pores all over the body are carefully ironed and pasted, and I just wish to indulge in it and not wake up again.

"The pavilions are all over the place, the flowers are picked up at random, the love is not heard of each other, and there is no way to get drunk..."

"Wandering through the market, quietly standing in the wind and frost, the temples and the evening face, suddenly haggard..."

On the white silk, the graceful figure of the beauty reappeared, the light figure seemed to be sitting on a cloud, intangible and untouchable.

And the young man Liu Yi played hurriedly ran up the wall without falling to Huangquan, watching the woman disappearing in the market.

A story of pursuit and search unfolds slowly in front of everyone's eyes.

The so-called falling flowers are intentionally ruthless.

At this moment, the young man she plays, whether it is sadness or joy, his every move affects people's hearts.

Everyone seemed to see that he was melancholy for love, and that he was intoxicated by love. They also saw that he was hiding a fire in the middle of the night, and it was burning vigorously regardless of his body. Everyone just hoped that he would get what he wanted and bring beauty back home.

It is a pity that life is unhappy, and fate often makes fun of it.

In the play, the two passed by each other several times, and it was also God's will that caused people to die.

Hiding in the crowd, Qin Xuan, who saw this scene, shook his head with a sigh, his performance and singing ability were indeed excellent.

The woman on the stage, looking at her complexion and face, can be said to be only slightly inferior to Yin Rui Ji in some respects.

At this time, he knew what 097 was. Without Yin Rui Ji, he would still have the mood of Jin Liuyi.

But it is not a pity, because Yin Rui Ji will be treated differently from Liu Yi in the future.

The former will become the young lady of the Qin Mansion, enjoying the respect and humility of the world, while the latter, if there is no accident, may be a low-level official in her whole life.

No matter how beautiful a person is, no matter how good the words and songs are... it's still an official trick!

Of course, if she is an oiran, that's another matter.

In this way, she can choose the person she likes as her guest.

It's just that the kind of person who was chosen was greedy for her appearance or her graceful figure, I never knew.

Everything is fate!

Qin Xuan turned his head to look at Yin Ruiji who was standing beside him, and saw that she was seriously looking at the performance above, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding in approval.

Maybe you are my choice to come to this world.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan remembered that he had killed too much in the Tianlong world, and he was full of rage.

Sometimes, I can't help but get distracted, or have a bad temper, but it's just not obvious.

Therefore, I came to this world to cultivate myself, otherwise the realm will not be improved, and there is even the possibility of going crazy.

Of course, he wouldn't say.

Picking up girls is his main purpose.

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ps: I originally wanted to write about Qin Xuan and Yin Ruiji, but when I wrote it, I thought of a plot of this Tang Dynasty, sorry. .

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