The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

The 167th chapter, the mountain water!

The red, yellow, and white wildflowers are scattered and dotted with cyan oil grass. The large iron thorn bushes cover the sky and look like thousands of years old.

Deep in the forest, there is a clear spring that creaks, and there are white fish in the spring water swimming in the happy swim.

There are birds and beasts, and the wolves are sobbing, and there are deer drinking water.

The clouds are lingering at the foot, as if flying through the clouds, and swimming in the fairy gods. The blazing light passes through the trees and shines on the young students who swim in the mountains, giving their smiles a sense of sunshine.

"I don't know the true face of the mountain, but I am only in this mountain." Li Muyang said with a smile. "It used to be that I heard that the mountains were very big, but I didn't have a clear feeling. When you really walked in and merged with them, you found that it was so vast."

"Broken Mountain is an unnamed mountain. It is the most magnificent and wide mountain in the Huayu Plain. Tens of thousands of years ago, there were Tulong Xianren parade here, seeing the heart, swinging the sword and rolling the mountainside, and then assembling the power of the Nine Kingdoms to build this Starry Academy - - When we look at the foot of the mountain, this broken mountain is just a solitary peak that towers into the sky. It can only be seen as high and cannot be seen. Now I have personally used my footsteps to measure his majestic beauty. "Jun Mei, like a fairy child, said with a smile on his face."

"呦呦鹿鸣, the apple of the food field. I have a guest, and the drums boast." Thousands of black clothes, sleek and beautiful. She stretched out her bare white hand and pointed at the fascinating scenery around her. She said, "I am taking the earth as a table, taking Ganquan as a wine, eating birds and beasts, and treating two good friends. How can such a beautiful scenery be less? Music?"

Between the words, I took a piccolo out of my arms.

Piccolo is green and jade, and there is a fluorescent flash on the surface. The water ripples like a fresh life. At first glance, it is not a product, nor a material.

"In the wilderness, if you are not prepared enough, it is difficult to scream, and you will express your heart with a flute."

Thousands of times put the piccolo on the lips, gently spit and breathe, the beautiful notes flowed out from the flute, and resounded through the mountains they walked.

"Feng Qiu Huang." Lin Biaohai looked fascinated and looked at the thousand excitement and said: "This is the "Feng Qiu Huang" that has been in trouble for a hundred years."

"Feng Qiu Huang" has a great reputation, and "Guangling San" and "Acacia" are the three famous songs of China.

However, because the original spectrum of "Feng Qiu Huang" has been lost for centuries, there are only a few scattered memories and fragmented syllables. Very few people can play the complete and authentic "Feng Qiu Huang".

Lin Shuhai is a person who loves music. When he listens to this song, he is very happy and excited.

The song of "Feng Qiu Huang" has been lost for a hundred years, and Lin Biaohai can hear what this song is enough to make people feel surprised.

What makes people even more weird is that Li Muyang actually feels that he has heard this song.

Not only heard, but also very familiar. It seems to have been heard thousands of times.

He nodded and said: "It is the "Feng Qiu Huang" that is known as the first song of China."

The smile on Lin Biaohai’s face became interesting. He looked at Li Muyang and asked: “Did the shepherd brother heard this song before?”

"It seems to have been heard -" Li Muyang said. He felt that he had heard it, but he was not sure. This feeling is too familiar to him. When I answered the question in the past, there were many answers. He felt that he had not seen it. He had never seen all the answers, but he was able to hand over the perfect answer. .

"Oh." Lin Xiaohai smiled, and then stopped accepting Li Muyang’s words, but focused on enjoying the music of a thousand degrees.

In his heart, Li Muyang's behavior is a hundred and five that do not know how to wear a swollen face and fat.

This "Feng Qiu Huang" music score has been lost for centuries, and it is difficult for ordinary people to know its musical notes.

I have heard it through special channels, and this is true. How can Li Muyang have such a channel?

However, his character is mild, but he will not poke on the face of people's lies, hurting people's self-esteem.

After all, in her heart, Li Muyang is still a very good friend.

Li Muyang did not know what Lin Shuhai was thinking. His mind was completely attracted by the performance of a thousand degrees.

When the beautiful flute sounded, he felt that he was traveling the sky and forgot where he was, what year it is.

He likes this kind of music because he is happy and pleasant when he listens. It is with a beautiful fantasy.

It’s like hearing an old song from childhood, and it’s like thinking of a child’s partner, or a wonderful time without worry –

Vaguely, he also remembered a person.

It was a white shadow, and she came to herself against the light. I couldn't see her face, but she could see her handsome figure and the smile that her mouth couldn't hide.

It is like that, it is your own life and death lover.

Thousands of people are blowing while walking, and the notes are like a sun.

Falling in Lee's eyes, lips, hair, ears, and finally falling into the heart -

The heart of Li Muyang trembled in a burst. The tremor was extremely small, like a breeze blowing through the wheat fields, like a bee shaking its wings.

Li Muyang’s heart followed and sang, and he felt his body danced.

Lin Biaohai looked at him with a puzzled look, then turned around again, and his eyes stayed on the body for a thousand degrees and refused to leave.

Li Muyang is really happy and very happy.

"This guy, the more and more over the fire -" Lin Shuhai thought in disappointment. Everyone is a friend, even if you bluntly have not heard this song, we will not laugh at you. After all, most people in this world have never heard of it.

However, what do you pretend to cover up? Don't you still believe in our character?

Because of this misunderstanding, Lin Biaohai’s character to Li Muyang is much lower.

Li Muyang liked this "Feng Qiu Huang".

I want to get close to the music and then merge it with it.

He reached out and took off a green leaf from the top of his head.

He put the leaves on his lips, and the whispered sound of the whistle - it was the sound of his vigorous blowing of bubbles.

Thousands of times were affected by his voice, and he could not help but stop and turned and looked over.

Lin Biaohai is very angry. This guy pretends to be an expert. Even now, dare to disturb other people's performances. This is really hard to forgive.

He reached out and grasped the hilt of his waist. After all, he did not pull out the sword.

Li Muyang smiled apologetically and said with a red face: "I was not ready -"

"Li Muyang, you don't want -"

Lin Biaohai was trying to stop, but found that Li Muyang had put the leaf on his lips again.

The familiar, beautiful, eye-catching notes came from the little leaves.

"Feng Qiu Huang." This turned out to be "Feng Qiu Huang" -" Lin Biaohai looked at Li Muyang with his eyes wide open.

This guy, he actually can blow out "Feng Qiu Huang", and it is the original "Feng Qiu Huang".

The true "Feng Qiu Huang" ancient spectrum has not been seen, but Lin Biaohai knows that this is exactly the same as the song "Feng Qiu Huang" that he has heard several times.

Moreover, he also blew quite well, and the technology was quite exquisite.

It is pronounced with a small leaf, and it can achieve the same effect as a magical whistle.

How can this be?

Thousands of degrees have the same wide eyes.

Originally it was a big-eyed beauty. When she made another surprised expression, the eyes became bigger and rounder and more lovely.

Pretty with a cute, cute and sexy, this girl is mixed with a variety of elements, let people see the horror, see the custom.

The magic flute is still on the lips, but the notes are not blown out.

Her eyes looked at Lin Biaohai, which was inquiry and inquiry.

Lin Haohai shook her head at her and said that she did not understand what was going on.

He just thought that he was pretending to make a fuss, but now it seems that he is ignorant of the hero.

Think about it for a thousand, then smile.

She adjusted her mind, breathing slightly, and the wonderful notes were again emitted from the magic sound.

A beautiful black dress, a white robe.

One with leaves and one with Piccolo.

The two blew the same notes and played the same tune.

At this moment, the music of the two people is the same, and the minds of the two are also in harmony.

Li Muyang seems to be able to know the mind of a thousand degrees, and thousands of degrees also know the meaning of each of Li Muyang's eyes.

Their eyes are opposite, and the smell of sunshine and fragrance is filled with hearts.

The time they met was not long, and the number of times they talked together was also very few. They don't have any intimate relationships, and even deep friends are not.

However, they feel that they have known each other for hundreds of years.

Wonderful things happened.

A beautiful butterfly flew over and danced in the side of Li Muyang and Qiandu.

The fish exposed their heads from the springs, desperately searching for the source of the music, leaping again and again, falling again and again -

The sobbing juvenile wolf stopped crying, and his eyes widened toward the hair where the music was, and his face showed a more ugly smile than crying.

The deer group drinking water is surrounded by them. They are like devout believers, and they follow the scenes of Li Muyang and thousands of degrees.

They go, they go too. They stopped and they stopped. They stepped on the big stone and they followed the big stone. They jumped over the river, but they were blocked by the river, and then they rushed to the river and jumped desperately to swim -

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