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Dusk dragged a long shadow behind him, and the shadows of the trees whirled.The slender and tall shadow, Haldir, the handsome Rollin elf who makes people unable to extricate themselves, the ranger of Loth Rowling, the elegance and uninhibited gestures, took root in my heart deeply.

"Then who is next?" Qingya's sharp eyes scanned the audience, and now there were only two people left, Chexue who was sitting next to me, and a small figure who had been hiding in the corner from the very beginning.Now I can be sure that among the two beams of murderous aura when I first arrived here, one of them must have been emitted by this little man, and the rest must be the man who just arrived.Although I wasn't sure at first, after just now, looking at the behavior style of the previous few, it is by no means a fool.Observing words and observing emotions is also what I am best at.

Do you want it or not?

A hollow desire for revenge swirls in my mind.

Suppressing the manic mood, thinking calmly and secretly measuring the distance.If he got up to test, he would definitely be there.If you want to do it, you need to wait until he has no other distractions and no time to take care of it, so as to catch him by surprise.I stroked the treasure in my bosom—the soul-attracting lottery of the ancient sage.I got this by accident from the basement of the stubborn old man Qiu in Qiuling Villa two years ago.Speaking of this soul-inducing lottery, it is definitely not just famous, it was also famous in the world back then, unless it is a celestial being, otherwise it will never escape this soul-inducing lottery.

Those who lead will be hurt!

But if it is used on this person, is there a gain or a loss?

Yes, if he is injured, the eligibility for the dragon election will be broken.Lost, my life is in danger.

I looked at Lin Xiangkong next to me, this man always repays his kindness, and he is known for his swift and resolute actions in the Jianghu.Because of the Huanyang pill just now, he will definitely block it, but if that person is faster than Lin Xiangkong, my life may be in jeopardy.But thinking of the strangely blatant killing intent just now, hatred sprouted in his heart!

Although this is natural selection, it cannot be controlled by others.But the most important question is whether Shenlong will care about injuring someone during the Dragon God Trial.

I think that although I, Qin Xiange, act recklessly, I am definitely not a magnanimous person when it comes to matters of principle. Respect me one foot, return others one foot, and anyone who offends me will be punished!Although I don't believe that this kind of person will be chosen by the dragon god, I have to guard against it and kill the enemy.This is also what I have practiced since my mother passed away, alone and wandering.

Thinking of this, my brain is a little bit bloody, so killing intent, like, like...

Head hurt again.

"Xiange, are you okay?" Chexue was about to get up, seeing me hugging my head in pain, she hurried over to ask.

I opened her extended hand, "It's okay, you go." My fingertips pointed toward Qingya.

The figure in front of him was stubborn.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm fine." The pain and inexplicable irritability made me feel that the voice I yelled was a little scary.

I held my head, and kept flicking it with my left hand. After a while, I saw my footsteps, and a quiet fragrance wafted in the wind, and Chexue left. This is a very normal thing, but somehow , I was a little disappointed in my heart.

"Qifeng, Lu Chexue, pay my respects to Master Qingya." Confided Ruolan, lightly and softly.

"My surname is Lu, could it be that you pray for the wind?" There was some doubt in the elegant and clear voice.

"Returning to the adults, it is the great grandfather of the little girl." Chexue's consistent style is neither humble nor overbearing, and she is generous.

After a brief pause, the elegant voice sounded again. "I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. It's a pity that the Lu family sent a female doll here."

I was taken aback, broken, the tone was wrong.

"Chexue is the daughter of Lu's parents, so she should do her best for the family and Qifeng."

Qing Ya scoffed, as if disdainful. "Then I'll just wait for Lu's parents and daughters to grow up."

"...In order to live up to my lord's high expectations, Chexue will talk about them one by one. This piano, named Longyin, was given to Chongzu by Master Qingwu in the hall. It combines five elements inside and five notes outside. The heavenly strings and earth strings are all made by the golden dragon's beard. , a whole dragon wood carving, and a piano and flute, named, Fengming. But not here."

After finishing speaking, the four seats were tense.

This is definitely a treasure among treasures!The Golden Dragons have always loved their beards like their eyes, and they risked their lives to protect them, but now they are inlaid on a Guqin, or two. This is definitely a unique treasure in this world.Moreover, the Dragon God knows about the dragon-supporting tree, even in the hometown of dragons, there are only a few of them. I have read it in a book, it is the tree left by the emperor of heaven when he created the dragon, to protect the young dragon.

I think my mouth has dropped to the ground again.

"..." Rin was suffering from a headache, I looked at Qingya, but saw his rare silence, his proud head was lowered, his eyes were misty and I don't know what he was thinking.

Che Xue was still as indifferent as water, found a big rock, and straightened the body of the piano.The luster that covered it was stronger.

The right hand plucks the strings, and the left hand presses the strings to get the tone.

The sound of the sound of heaven accompanied by the afterimage of the setting sun sounded like weeping and complaining.The smear of red in the sky will radiate red jade on Chexue's fair cheeks, as if shy, making people feel pitiful.

Green trees listen to pelicans.

More Nakan, partridges live, and cuckoos are loud.

There is nowhere to be found when I return to Spring, and I hate Fangfei to rest.

It's not arrived, parting in the world.

Immediately the pipa is closed to the black, and the Changmen gate and the emerald chariot are resigned from the golden palace.

Look at Yanyan and send it back to my concubine.

The sound of the piano is long, the sound of the singing is faint, and the lingering sound is curling.The sound of the piano is as deep and deep as a real dragon singing, and with this desolate scenery, people can't help feeling a sense of awe.I saw the red flame stone flickering and jumping.Chexue's eyes were slightly closed, and the onion-like white jade fingers were twirling back and forth, lingering endlessly, that was the incisive sentimentality that only women can express.This Shangque, originally described as gentle and desolate, tender and heartbroken, but in her hands, it is a strong woman, with a kind of chivalrous charm in it.Give people a kind of spiritual support that is still tenacious in the face of life and death.Hearing the sound of the piano, his head seemed to no longer hurt, and he just stared blankly at Chexue, his eyes soaked.

A flock of fluttering frightened birds flew away from the setting sun.

I don't know how far away it was, but the sound of flute came in leisurely.

Chexue's sweet smile is even more dazzlingly beautiful, making people unable to take their eyes off it.Yes, reluctantly.

Like flowing clouds and flowing water, everything fits together, without any sense of jerky.That's right, it must be Mo Weihan.

The dragon chanting piano takes advantage of the golden light to make a masterpiece, and the breath of the coiling dragon comes out rhythmically with the rhythm!

The sound of the piano is clanging and silent, and the sound of the flute is deep and rising, one rises and the other rises, rises and falls, and twists and turns. Although the sounds are different, they blend together to complement each other.The so-called confidant, that's it.

When the ending rhyme is changed, the strong will be revealed.

The general has a hundred battles.

Xiang Heliang, looking back thousands of miles, the old man will never end.

Yi Shui Xiaoxiao was cold in the west, and his clothes were covered with snow.

A strong man, the sad song is not clear.

The singing bird also knows how to hate it, but it is not expected to sing, and it will cry blood with tears.

Who is with me, Drunk Moon?Note one

On the battlefield, lying on the border of the horse, the autumn wind from the northwest is cold, and the strong men will never return once they are gone.One general will be successful, guard my border defense, and protect my beautiful people.That majestic line of defense was built with the blood and sweat of my nameless warriors in Qifeng.Looking back suddenly, the familiar Heze Dachuan behind him, the beloved one in his hometown weaves and spins, and the young child is babbling.

The flute dominates the qin and expresses the bleakness and desolation of the lower column, with a strong sense of accumulation and thin hair.At the end of a song, it is vigorous hair.

The closing style is completely solemn and solemn.The sun fell straight into the valley, and darkness enveloped the earth.Only the qin illuminates the surroundings.

I glanced around, Lin Xiangkong raised the corners of his mouth, and there was an intoxicating smile on that indifferent face.There is absolutely nothing good, I quickly turned my eyes away in fear, and fell on the young son of the North Lion, who looked at Chexue in amazement with his big blue eyes fluttering.The twins flushed with excitement as if they had seen something new, only the tall man, I couldn't read any emotional fluctuations on his face, Haldir... huh?

Chexue got up apologetically, as if nothing had happened, holding the priceless lyre, quietly watching Qingya, with an extremely calm expression.

"Go down." Qingya lowered her head, biting her lip and said.

Che Xue saluted and walked towards me.

"Awesome, amazing, Chexue, you play really well!" I bouncing towards her.

It's still Chexue's signature smile, I think my face is red again.

She came closer and touched my forehead. "Does your head still hurt?" The gentleness can melt away the biggest piece of ice in Tongque Villa.

Then I remembered that my head didn't hurt anymore.He shook his head with a smile, indicating that I am not bad.

There was only one left, the man in black.I gritted my teeth and looked in that direction.

"You don't have to wait and see, you will be severely punished if you take action in front of the teleportation officer, I don't think the people around you have told you yet." Qing Ya's cold voice exploded.

I looked at him in astonishment.

At this moment, Chesela pulled the corner of my clothes and dragged me back.He whispered: "That person has already been executed."

I turned around and looked at her with wide eyes.

"That man was injured by his shot, so his blood burst to death under the pressure. If he can't bear this trial, he will be like you, and there will be no casualties."

"Severely punish...then that man!" I couldn't help exclaiming.

Chexue nodded, staring at her shoe uppers in a daze.

I couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat for the thought I just had.Presumably, Qing Ya also read my mind.

The leaves rustled down, the ground seemed to be trembling, and a huge Tai Chi formation emerged from the void under the feet.In desperation, I grabbed Chexue's hand, and figures around me kept flashing and disappearing.Just like the unreal feeling in the beginning of the dream, the light hurts the eyes.I could feel Che Xue trembling in the same way.Suddenly, the surroundings have changed.

Dragon Valley.

As the name suggests, the place where the dragon lives.

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