Everyone was shocked by what was sacred in front of them.Poof!
A scribe over forty years old, kneeling on the ground, respectful, throwing himself to the ground, his expression was like madness.Countless people watched the scribe kneeling on the ground, everyone's face and eyes almost popped out, this scribe's name is Wen Zhao'an, he is the Qingke minister under King Zhao of Lingxiao Emperor, and the right-hand man of King Zhao.Wen Zhao'an has broken through the realm of the Seven Turns Dao Emperor, his personality is extremely arrogant, he is only obsessed with the qin all his life, and he has a deep attainment in the guqin.Wen Zhao'an is the first think tank of King Zhao, and his status is even more than that of many powerful ministers, and many people want to convince him, but they can't get it.However, this time, he came from thousands of miles to listen to An An's song.At this moment, he listened to Yang Fei's five-stringed piano, and even knelt down directly, threw his five bodies to the ground, and bowed and worshipped.It's a great honor.Seeing Wen Zhao'an kneeling on the ground, many people also knelt down.In the past 10,000 years, when it comes to the way of piano sound, Yang Feizhiqin's piano should be the first.Chen Qingyang looked at Yang Fei blankly, his face like ashes.Give him another 10,000 years, 100,000 years, a million years, and he won't be able to play such a piano.Yang Feiqin's sound was endless, and dragons and phoenixes danced.In the Qingshui River, dotted with golden light, countless dense golden carp poked their heads out, but they were the real ten thousand carp to come to the court.Such a vision of heaven and earth, everyone no longer feels how surprised.Everyone's thoughts are soaked in the sound of the piano, leisurely.At this moment, the sound of a dong flute suddenly came from the air.The dong flute is soft, blending into Yang Fei's five-stringed piano, like spring rain moistening the soil, without any traces.It's just that in this way, Yang Fei's five-stringed piano no longer speaks alone.There is a faint resonance between heaven and earth, and the sound is even more beautiful.Everyone looked up, but they saw An An on the top of the clouds, holding a jade flute to accompany Yang Fei.Yang Fei's heart couldn't help but move slightly.The song he played came from the poetry of the pre-Qin civilization, and there would be no circulation in the Xiuzhen world at all, so how did An An know the score?"
Could it be ......"
Thinking of the feeling An An gave him, it was very kind, like an old friend, and Yang Fei had some expectations in his heart.At the end of the song, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, but the sound of the flute continued endlessly, and it continued for more than a dozen breaths before stopping.There was silence between heaven and earth!
The dragon and the phoenix, who refused to leave, suddenly turned into two spiritual lights and entered Yang Fei's five-stringed piano, becoming two quaint symbols.Yang Fei couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, this dragon and phoenix have a great background.Although they are not as good as the Chaos Divine Dragon, their bloodlines are pure, but they can appreciate the sound of the Great Dao, but they are also extremely extraordinary.Since then, this ordinary guqin has become a magic weapon at the Taoist level.If Yang Fei uses the chaotic qi to nourish a dragon and a phoenix, this guqin may be able to break through the level of Dao weapons and become a magic weapon such as an ancestral weapon.Even Yang Fei didn't expect that he would unintentionally get this big opportunity.After a long time, everyone came back to their senses from the ethereal and wonderful artistic conception.This ensemble, everyone's divine thoughts have benefited.All of a sudden, there were seven or eight more cultivators who had broken through their own realm.Wen Zhao'an's body trembled, and he saluted respectfully."
Thank you, Mr.
Ya Song, hearing this heavenly sound, Wen Zhao'an has no regrets in his life."
Yang Fei didn't even dare to say it, so he quickly helped Wen Zhao'an up, and then sneered and looked at Chen Qingyang."
How do you feel when you hear the sound of my waste harp?"
In front of everyone's eyes, Chen Qingyang's face turned red, to such a point that even people who don't know the piano at all naturally know who wins and loses.However, Chen Qingyang still looked up at An An in the void and sighed."
Please make it clear to Miss An An, who loses and who wins?"
As soon as they heard this, everyone secretly scolded Chen Qingyang for being shameless.The two have been separated, but Chen Qingyang is still cheeky and refuses to admit defeat.In the void, An An sighed, and his voice was like a golden jade impact, crisp and beautiful.Naturally, Yang Fei lost.Upon hearing this, almost everyone froze, and for a moment, the atmosphere seemed to be frozen, and there was silence.Chen Qingyang almost didn't believe his ears, he couldn't believe it, and his voice trembled."
Miss An An, what did you say?
Can you say that again?
”Miss An An sighed, but ignored Chen Qingyang."
There is a saying in our hometown that people don't fight with dogs, dogs bite people, and people can't bite dogs.""
You are a dog, Yang Fei is a human, from the beginning, Yang Fei chose to compete with you, and he lost."
Miss An An's words were indifferent and calm, and there was no emotional change in her tone.However, hearing such words in Chen Qingyang's ears, it was like five thunderbolts, and the whole person completely collapsed.Miss An An, whom he has always loved and admired, actually mocked him as a dog in public, how could Chen Qingyang live?
The rest of the people were in an uproar.Astonishment, confusion, confusion, disappointment, all kinds of emotions permeate people's hearts.Miss An An, who was shocked by everyone, would be so foul-mouthed.This makes everyone dare not believe everything they hear and see.The same words, falling on Yang Fei's ears, were like thunder, making his whole person fall into ecstasy and consternation.Because Miss An An did not speak with an avatar, but with the voice of a deity.An Zichen!
This peerless woman turned out to be Wang Xiaoshi's biological daughter, Yang Fei's lover An Zichen.Counting the time, more than 100 years have passed.Yang Fei never expected that he would meet An Zichen in this Vientiane City.For a moment, Yang Fei was like a world away."
Zichen, is that you?"
Although Yang Fei had already determined An An's identity, Wu couldn't believe it and shouted loudly.Above the top of the clouds, An Zichen snorted coldly."
It's not me, you little thief with a bad heart, do you only think of me now?"
Listening to the conversation between the two, Feng Yannan looked at Yang Fei in shock."
Boss, do you know Miss An An?
Why didn't you say it earlier?
My goddess, my heart ......"
Feng Yannan exaggeratedly covered his heart, looking heartbroken.Where did Yang Fei pay attention to this kid, his body had already reached the void in a flash.However, in front of him, An An's illusion gradually disappeared, and his figure turned into a streamer of light, heading towards the sky.Yang Fei hugged the guqin, spread his phoenix fire wings, and chased after the streamer.Burst!
On the deck, Chen Qingyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell backwards.The blood was like golden juice, bit by bit, obviously Chen Qingyang's natal essence blood.Other than that, there was chaos on deck.Everyone watched Yang Fei and An An leave one after another, and everyone was at a loss, leaving countless guesses.