Cultivation card draw NPC

Because it's not a matter of a day or two for the peach wine staff to like singing and dancing. According to the requirements, everything is arranged properly.

How can such a good thing be enjoyed by one person alone?

The peach wine attendant gathered all his eighteen concubines, Yingying and Yanyan, sitting in a row, with himself in the middle, drinking the wine, holding the hand of the beautiful woman beside him, laughing a lot Layers of chin.

"Tao Shuang, look, even the monks compete for my fine wine. You sold me to be a concubine. Wouldn't it be embarrassing? If you don't marry me, you will be a red bead girl, and you will eat peach blossoms with your mouth every day. Tsk tsk, how can there be good food and spicy food in my house?"

He likes this little concubine named Tao Shuang the most recently.

Taoshuang Taoshuang, as the name suggests, she is as bright as a spring peach when she smiles, and as cold as a moon frost when she is cold, she is beautiful no matter what.

Tao Shuang lowered her head, her hair slid down her ears, showing even more coquettish tenderness, allowing this fat and ugly man to separate her tightly clenched fingers one by one, revealing her delicate palms.

It's as if the cub is forced to show its helpless soft belly.

Huang Jiaojiao from Lingbao Realm was the first to appear.

As he said, as a half-merman, his voice is really touching, like pearls and jade, and the song is called "Pearl Picking Song". description.

When Jiang Qinfeng was preparing later, he felt familiar when he heard it. It turned out that Yuezhu hummed softly when he was putting his daughter to sleep in Yuren City.

To the mermaids, this is no different from a human lullaby.

Jiang Qinfeng recalled that Huang Jiaojiao would buy the sheer gauze gown no matter what, and when he looked carefully, he saw the young monk singing very emotionally on the stage, with reddish eyes, full of longing for his hometown.

If you have to pick something wrong, in the eyes of modern people like Jiang Qinfeng, his standing posture is a little too much for a primary school student, with his head held high and his chest held high, only a bright red scarf is missing on his chest.

He has always been someone who appreciates beautiful things—

If Huang Jiaojiao could transform into a shark and sing a song softly in the middle of the lake under the moonlight, the water is rippling, the moon is beautiful, and the tail of the fish is shining like a blue gem, it will be even more memorable.

After Huang Jiaojiao finished the song, she leaned slightly to thank the audience, her cheeks were flushed, and she turned around to see Jiang Qinfeng, a little surprised.

Mr. Xuehun happily applauded for him, and said with a smile: "I have been to your hometown, it is a very beautiful place. This song is also very nice. Merren are really treasures under the deep sea."

"Well...thank you!"

Huang Jiaojiao couldn't help being moved when he saw Jiang Qinfeng's mouth was smiling, as a cultivator in the Shangqing Realm, he understood his homesickness.

At this moment, he still doesn't know the feat of Jiang Yan and Yan's joint efforts to save the young shark. After he knows it, he will admire this young master Xuehun even more. famous supporter.

Qing Yuanju's posture on stage was very different.

He tapped his toes, flew onto the stage, turned around, dressed in snow-white robes, smiled lingeringly, opened his umbrella, and ink-colored runes fluttered, amazed all mortals, even the servant standing beside him who was waiting for his master couldn't help but cheer Be brave, take a peek, and take a closer look.

I saw a handsome monk in white on the stage, wearing a crown of peach blossoms on his head, singing with his lips open.

If Huang Jiaojiao's songs are the voices of sharks from the depths of the ocean, then Qing Yuanju's Qingyue singing is like the high-spirited and clear roar of white cranes.

He sang the love song "Meeting the Fairy" by his father and mother. It was lingering and seductive. Although the lyrics could not be called Meng Lang, they were warm and straightforward, which made the eighteen concubines present feel a little bit concerned when they looked at this extraordinary young monk. move.

It's okay to sing the green man.

At this time, Xie Lingtan had a reaction, and he also ran to the front of the stage to watch for a while, and then rushed backstage.

Jiang Qinfeng: "Brother Xie, you have already gone out to watch the fun, does it sound so good?"

Xie Lingtan: "This song is not decent."

Jiang Qinfeng: "You are too decent, right? It was originally a song expressing love between men and women."

Xie Lingtan rarely frowned: "Do you think that I have taken care of you too much these years? But love between men and women... and love between men and men, you can't be as careless as you are."

In the past five years, the image of Jiang Qinfeng lacking in love with the King of the Sea is still lingering in his heart. Xie Lingtan deliberately guarded against the young Jiang's ideology and morality, and caught the restless wild peach blossoms outside. Jiang Qinfeng blocked many young female cultivators love.

Jiang Qinfeng: "...I said it was a misunderstanding, and I don't like anyone."

Xie Lingtan thought of the strong young boy who took care of him during the day in Yuren City, but cried and dreamed at night, his heart moved slightly.

Mr. Xuehun lived in the world when he was young, and was recognized by the Jiang family because of his peerless spiritual roots, and then he embarked on the road of cultivation. He lacked a sense of security and belonging, so he yearned for the love of others so much. refuse.

He put his hand on the top of Jiang Qinfeng's head and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Jiang Qinfeng gritted his teeth and said firmly, "No, you really don't understand."

In addition to the vest of the NPC, he also has the skin of the young master of the Jiang family. This misunderstanding is really too big.

The two people in front are the only ones out there, because the two of them are very good at singing, and the others are out of place next to them, but this problem does not exist on Shangqing's side, their level is very average.

If you ask about the legend of Shangqingjing that can best deceive female nuns into tears, it should be "Journey in the Snow".

"Walking in the Snow" tells the poignant love story between the snow demon and the monk during the war between immortals and demons. Because of its wide spread, people even composed music and wrote lyrics, and created a ballad version of "Walking in the Snow". The tune is low and sad, which is very suitable Accompanied by zither.

After Jiang Qinfeng listened to Shen Mengling's singing demonstration, he was stunned for a moment.

The story turned out to be like this-

A cultivator in the Qing Dynasty had a butterfly in his body, and fainted on the snow, but vaguely saw a silver-haired figure in white clothes. After waking up, he found that he was rescued by the snow demon. The two got along for a while, and fell in love with each other. But because of the butterfly poison, the monk fell asleep deeper and deeper, and it seemed that he would sleep forever in a nightmare.

In order to save him, the snow demon turned into a prototype, merged into the monk's body, merged with his beloved, froze the butterfly of the underworld, and saved his lover's life.

At the end of the story, the monk wandered around the world with the snow demon in his body, and never returned to Shangqing. It is only rumored that someone saw a weird person talking to himself in the Demon Realm, and occasionally kissed the back of his hand, which is ridiculous And sad.

Jiang Qinfeng released the ice spirit ahead of time, and a layer of white snow appeared on the stage, and the spring sun flew the hexagonal ice crystals.

Shen Mengling was playing the piano to accompany her, her idea was to save the country with curves, using stories to cover up the lack of singing, and touching people with emotion.

Jiang Qinfeng took a shape-changing pill and turned into silver hair and silver eyes. He didn't even need to put on makeup. He was the most natural snow demon.

According to the legend, the Snow Demon does not have a fixed gender. He was born well. This ethereal and beautiful form blurs the boundaries of gender. Standing there, he is the purest color in the world of ice and snow.

The monk was played by Xie Lingtan, and Shi Gongxuan didn't look like a dying wounded patient, but a lively thug, Shen Mengling said he didn't think about it.

In the time of one song, they have to go from first acquaintance to love, and then to parting. The time is so short that Jiang Qinfeng thought it was just a simple duet.

Shen Mengling gently placed her fat hamster on the head of the piano, and plucked the strings with her bare hands. The melancholy and melodious tune led everyone into the snowfield they first met.

At the moment when all things withered, the monk with blood on his chest, the mysterious snow demon walking slowly in the wind and snow, the beautiful and terrifying butterfly of the underworld——

The snow demon picked up the injured human being, tilted his head slightly in doubt, with a ignorant look, and out of kindness, brought the strange monk home.

"Snowy nights, snowy plums linger on purple butterflies, after the winter and Jun's knowledge, it is unknown that the spring night will be farewell..."

The monk slowly opened his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him, with bright red lips, snow-white skin, and a tender and beautiful appearance.

This is indeed not the face of human beings.

"Don't hesitate to clean your body, fly flowers into your heart, say goodbye to you in Hanchun, I don't know when we will walk together again..."

His voice is like melting snow.

The young man sang his last words of love in a sad voice. At the same time, he mobilized his spiritual power, turning into a snowstorm and raging wind. It was the last parting, but the cultivator in it was safe and sound, with his eyes closed, as if facing The outside world is ignorant and unaware of what is happening now. In the end, the boy's figure disappeared without a trace in the storm, as if he had never appeared before.

What appeared before was a small snowflake that lightly fell on the monk's heart.

Xie Lingtan woke up slowly and sang the last line of the lyrics.

"You and I are one, this body walks in the snow."

He sang very softly, even flatly, but it was suspicious and sincere.

Not only was the Taojiu player who was addicted to singing and dancing so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and turned into a round "Oh", even the dozen or so women shed tears one after another, crying so much that they put on makeup.

The peach wine attendant looked at Jiang Qinfeng, he was a man, he clicked his tongue, he took a second look, he was indeed a man, and Xie Lingtan gave him a slap in the face, then he turned his head and looked at Shen Mengling who was playing the piano, he felt itchy and changed his mind.

"I like your singing and dancing in Shangqingjing the most, especially the little girl who plays the piano, she is really handsome, and there is no other request. As long as you let this little girl follow us to Taolin to be a Hongzhuji, I will take Tao Press the rouge and give it to the monks in the supernatant.”

When he said this, not only the four male cultivators in the Shangqing Realm were furious, but even the cultivators of Lingbao and Founding Emperor turned pale with anger, feeling like they were being teased.

Shen Mengling hesitated for a while, thinking that it was just a job of picking flowers, and was about to say yes.

Xie Lingtan stopped her, his eyes signaled not to act rashly, and Jiang Qinfeng also stood in front of the little girl with a tacit understanding.

Xu Xiaofeng poohed: "What kind of big-eared bastard dares to order our little sister Meng Ling?"