Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The entire Miaoqing Building quietly became silent.

Only the magnetic sound, the sound of the piano like a spring, lingers in everyone's ears.

Joy is not surprising, and it is not surprising.

Words are not exquisite and have no dynamic power.

But this song made everyone present couldn't help but move.

With the sound of the piano, people saw a young girl who was unclear on her face, but she must be elegant, not a shocking talent, but her few words express her feelings.

They seemed to have seen the two of their classmates, and saw the meeting again.

Time wasted, and too much changed.

They heard the sadness of this song, sighed over the vicissitudes of life, and sighed over the ruthlessness of the years.

The Taoist ladies admire, Taoism is unparalleled.

Also, the beautiful woman is eventually a classmate, but the other person in the song is already unique in the world.

"When we meet again, Jun is a bridegroom and congratulates all parties. Without knowing, thinking can enter your heart."

The desire for lyrics and music is heartbreaking, and the Tao is endlessly desolate.

"Or I'm drunk and pretending to be crazy, and Jijun's lyrics and music are half mad!"

How helpless, even if you like someone, you have to restrain until the day of your wedding, even if your heart is broken.

Also, can't bear to mess with his red dress.

"...Two lines of tears, three glasses of wine, think carefully."

I respect who thinks, who is sad, who is unwilling, who is desolate...

Qin Xuan seemed to be immersed in this song, his eyes drooping, and his mind seemed to be as old as Longchi Mountain, Xu Bing'er's face was pale, with a faint smile, there was no more sadness.

"Sijun is invisible...

Wang Jun can't think about it..."

Qin Xuan smiled, as if looking back in time, he was standing in Longchi.

Listening to that beautiful lady ages old, playing this song Qingdi, wandering around.

The sound of the piano finally stopped.

Below, everyone was already tearful.

Who has never been sentimental in his heart, who has never failed others, and who has never been helpless.

They paid too much for the journey of cultivation.

After giving up too much, looking back, where are the people who accompanied me when I was young.

Whether it has entered the cycle of reincarnation, or is it already heartbroken.

On Wuxian's face, two lines of tears fell on her charming face.

After Qin Xuan's song, everyone hasn't recovered for a long time.

Qu has no earth-shattering elegance, no horrific coincidences, and some, there is only a young girl who spends her whole life to tell her heart.

"Who is this song created for, and he is clearly attached to him, but on the day of his wedding, even his red dress dared not mess around."

"Who the **** is that man, he is unparalleled in the world, he is so brave, asshole, he even made the person who loves him so heartbroken."

Wuxian murmured, she looked at the person who played the piano on the stage and looked at Qin Xuan.

It seems that she faintly guessed who that person was.

At this moment, on the high platform, the light suddenly brightened.

Miao Brothel, third level, broken!

On Huangmu Leiyinqin, the restriction quietly dissipated.

Qin Xuan looked at the Qin in front of him, without joy on his face.

In the end, he sighed softly, wondering whether he was sighing himself or Xu Binger.

He Qin Changqing, after all, lost the beauty, but he is Qin Changqing, his heart is harder than iron and stone, and broader than mountains and seas.

Everyone can pay him, but he, Qin Changqing, can't pay him.

Qin Xuan got up, he never put away the Huangmu Leiyinqin.

It has been a long time since Longchi, more than ten years, the years have passed, and the beautiful lady has long since passed away.

But Qin Changqing, he has to go on a long journey, step by step, to return to the supreme Evergreen, return to the Great Emperor of the Immortal Realm, return to the Qing Emperor who scorns the world and looks down upon all beings.

Also, face a million calamities, face the heavens, face the gods and catastrophes.

Unbearable in a thousand ways, seven emotions and six desires, in his Qin Changqing's eyes, after all, it was like a floating cloud.

Because he is Qin Changqing, he has his own way to go and his own ambitions.

Below, everyone's thoughts have been retracted, and some Taoists wiped away their tears in embarrassment.

After all, being tempted to tears is a shame in their eyes.

Returning to the virtual state, the state of mind is still so ups and downs, it represents an unstable state of mind.

Unscrupulous looking at Qin Xuan, sighed lightly: "This song tells the heart, the little monk respects it!"

Feng Bao's crying tiny eyes were red, "What a poor woman to make this song."

Tian Xu reluctantly calmed down, he looked at Qin Xuan, somewhat laughing at himself.

"Yeah, there is no perfection in the world, some helplessness, some gaps, some feelings, and eventually they will go away with the wind."

He seemed to think of something, for the first time there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Su Xuan looked at Qin Xuan, and there seemed to be a slight change in Qin Xuan's indifferent eyes.

The hostility towards Qin Xuan seemed to be less.

"The third level has been broken, and the treasure already has a master, I'll leave after waiting!" A Daojun said, a little helpless, but not half convinced.

They knew how difficult the test of Miaoqinglou was.

Since Qin Xuan has broken through the three barriers, and the barriers they can't be broken, they are not convinced.

The other Daojun couldn't help but shook their heads and turned to leave.

At this moment, a small grumble sounded.

"A broken song can also break the third level, I think this wonderful brothel is nothing more than that."

"It's really unlucky. After so much effort, the benefits have been gained by others!"

The muttering is extremely small, I am afraid that I won't care if I am someone else.

After all, there are some unwillingnesses. Who doesn't want to get the treasure, but some thoughts are enough to think about.

Mutter, if no one hears the words, that's all.

But now in this wonderful brothel, whoever is present is the weak.

What's the difference between this person's mumble sound in everyone's ears and a loud roar?

Su Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and she turned her head to look at the person who made the noise.

Wu Zhuo!

Wu Zhuo also turned around, and the light passed by Qin Xuan, deep jealousy in his eyes.

He did not know that although this statement was small, it was very clear to everyone.

Wu Zhuo did this deliberately. He was too reconciled. He was the first person to break the barrier, and now others have obtained all the treasures.

What's more, Wu Zhuo didn't think it, but occasionally murmured, it was nothing.

He Wu Zhuo is a disciple of the True Sect of the Holy Heaven. Although the Hallmaster of the Qing Emperor is arrogant, but with the background of the True Sect of the Holy Heaven, even the Saintess Su Xuan is beside him, Qin Xuan should not do anything unusual.

The big deal, he apologized.

It's worth it to be disgusting, the Palace Master Qingdi.

Wu Xian and the others couldn't help showing their sullen expression. Although Wu Zhuo's thoughts were in his mind, they could all see the disgusting behavior.

Before Wuxian and the others could speak, on the high platform, Qin Xuan's calm eyes were already covered with frost.

How terrible are these cold eyes?

Like the black hole in the universe, swallowing everything and destroying everything.

Su Xuan, Wuxian and others were aware of it, and they turned to look at Qin Xuan, shocked in their hearts.

It was the first time that they saw Qin Xuan's calm eyes, and it was the first time that they had been so cold.

It seemed that Qin Xuan had turned into a real dragon that had been touched by Ni Lin.

"Not good!" Su Xuan said inwardly, and Qin Xuan had already spoken.

"Should you call Wu Zhuo?" Qin Xuan's words were as cold as they came from Nine Nethers.

"Today, no one can save you."

"If Su Xuan stops, I will kill two people!"

"If Shengtian Zhenzong dares to stop, I will be level..."

"Shentian Zhenzong!"

He didn't move, but stood on a high platform, looking at Wu Zhuo as if looking at...

A dead man!