The Inverted Dragon is Scale

In the thick fog of Cangshan Mountain, maple leaves reflect late autumn.

Tomorrow, when the sky shines, the upper reaches of Qingquan stone.

Young people are handsome and vigorous, indulge in mountains and rivers and # swing their youth.

Girls in black play flute, accompanied by young people in white, and beautiful music flows out of their lips and corners of their mouths, winding the mountains and tapping the stream, which adds a wisp of flexibility and vitality to the beautiful Cangshan ancient forest like a fairyland.

The sound range of the flute is broad and loud, and the pronunciation of the leaves is fresh and pleasant.

The beautiful heart that expresses the infinite longing for love is incisively and vividly expressed, which makes people think deeply.

At this point. This scene

Thousand degrees of flute playing led the way in front. The girl's footsteps were light and powerful, crossing the rocks and streams. It rises from time to time, just like a beautiful and playful black butterfly.

Li shepherd held the leaves in his hands. The leaves were soft, and his eyes were softer. He stared at the girl in black in front of him. That was the woman he was chasing. It was the love he yearned for.

Lin Canghai was completely silent in the music. When others left, he followed. When others stop, he stops. It seems that he is an affectionate man trapped in love miasma, but his expression is so delicate and lovely, like a fairy boy who has misled people.

Behind Lin Canghai are deer, rabbits, wolves, colorful birds and pheasants——

They are also safe and peaceful.

Li shepherd and QianDu's eyes occasionally look at each other, and they all have a sense of joy from inside to outside.

He likes her!

She likes him too!

Such eyes are difficult to deceive, and such emotions can not be concealed.

When the music played the martyrdom part of "rebirth in the fire", QianDu's face became sad, and the smile on Li shepherd's face completely disappeared.

That kind of sadness, that kind of despair, that kind of desired pain pervaded the whole body, wrapped their bodies tightly and saved their hearts tightly, making people like heavy stones, hard to breathe and out of breath.

Li shepherd was very sad.

He felt that he felt endless sadness, and the white figure reappeared in his mind.

The white figure is saying goodbye to him and saying 'I'm waiting for you'——

I'll be waiting for you.

I'll be waiting for you.

I'll wait for you——

"Who is it? Who is she? " Li shepherd's mood became violent.

He tried desperately, but he just couldn't see the white woman's face clearly.

Who is she? Why did she say I was waiting for you? Why did she wait for herself?

Even though he didn't know who he was, Li shepherd was sad and angry at her words.

His eyes turned red and his body seemed to be occupied by the unknown devil.

He increased his strength and changed his playing skills.

The music became more pathetic and the sound became louder.

Moreover, in the ears of experts like Lin Canghai, I found that the tone of Li shepherd's playing became different from before.

Now the voice is more grand, more solemn and more solemn.

The determination of the Phoenix into the sea of fire and the blazing of the endless sky fire can be clearly reflected.

Lin Canghai felt the burning pain on his face, and a hot breath rushed towards him.

He looked up in surprise, but found purple clouds floating in the sky.

"Purple spark?"

"How could there be a spark?"

It's Li shepherd's music.

Li shepherd's body is wrapped by a huge purple spark. Every note jumps out and turns into a purple spark. When the notes are connected, the sparks are connected.

Spread to the distance.

In the sky, it almost turned into a purple sea of fire.

Butterfly desperately flapping its wings, one by one to the sea of fire, just like a phoenix throwing itself into the sky fire.

The wolves raised their heads and howled in a sad voice.

Deer's big tears opened, as if they were about to say goodbye to their loved ones and children.

Rabbits hit trees and pheasants danced wildly.

Everything in front of us became crazy and savage.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere is gone, and a suicidal mood envelops all people and animals in this area.

That music has become the master of all things. He controls your joy and your sadness. Everything about you.

Lin Canghai woke up from his trance and looked at Li shepherd in a state of madness.

At this time, Li shepherd was dressed in strange fire and floated high in the sky. He looked like a murderous demon climbing out of hell.

"Li Shepherd -" he shouted“ Li shepherd, what's the matter with you? "

Today's Li Shepherd is so strange.

Not only can he play the music score of "Phoenix courtship", which has been lost for a hundred years, but also he can rise up in the air and be exposed to strange fire. It's very strange.

Chidu also stopped playing. She is a bosom friend of Li shepherd. No one can feel li shepherd's mood more personally than her. When Li Shepherd is happy, she can feel her joy. At that time, she was also happy. When Li shepherd struggles with pain and despair, she becomes painful and desperate - Li shepherd's music deviates from her music, and Li shepherd's emotion also drives her mood. When she noticed that Li shepherd's voice was wrong, she had put down the magic sound flute in her hand and stopped playing. She looked puzzled at Li shepherd. Li shepherd's music was so different before and after, and her emotions were so different that she couldn't react at all“ Li shepherd, stop. Stop. " Chidu shouted. She knew that Li shepherd couldn't play any more. Now Li shepherd's mind has been controlled and disturbed by the tune, and he may have lost his self-consciousness. Continue to play, I'm afraid he can't extricate himself from this song "Phoenix courtship" in his life. He kept playing until he was exhausted and died. Li shepherd should not. His face was more ferocious and his expression was more painful. He didn't even know that Chidu had stopped the music. He only focused on his own playing. He felt that he had a splitting headache and that his eyes were about to burst out by the hot blood vessels. He felt that he had boundless grievances, boundless hatred, and the oppression of fate that was difficult to break free and resist - he thought and thought, and tried his best to think, run and chase. He wanted to catch up with the woman in white. He wanted to see the woman's cheeks clearly. However, no matter how hard he tried, the figure was only a vague figure. He could only see his slim figure, but it was difficult to see his facial features. The autumn wind rose and the huge trees shook. Mountain springs splash and waterfalls flow back. Dark clouds covered the sky and the sky roared. Clattering - dense and rapid raindrops fall with thunderclaps, beating and watering all things in the world. The pain of the Dragon King is the same as that of heaven and earth. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.