The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 205 Seven Emotions Female Saint (1)

After a poem fell, there was no sound from Yaque in Huanan hall.

It was so quiet that you could even hear the sound of a needle dropping.

After a long silence, everyone's eyes were on the woman with a clear face and a slender figure.

For a moment, I don't know who started high-five first.

Then thunderous applause followed.

Song Lanyi looked at Li Qingzhao, and Li Qingzhao seemed to notice the gaze, turned around and looked at Song Lanyi.

Their gazes met in mid-air, one with the curiosity and admiration of today's people, and the other with the scrutiny and joy of the ancients.

Immediately, the two smiled slightly.

At this moment, the poetic culture was written as golden words, floating in the air.

As the words form a complete sentence, the words turn into visions again.

In a vision, everyone seemed to have come to a deep courtyard.

Outside the house is the sound of the rustling wind, and the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves of the sycamore tree. The sound of the rain is like a cloud of sorrow, with slight ripples.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chenxiao on the stage seemed to feel something, and his brows were stained with a ray of sadness.

Under the influence of this melancholy, she could not help stroking the strings.

There were bursts of strings, like a stone thrown into the heart lake at first.

After the meaning of the song faded and gradually entered into a melancholy atmosphere, she opened her mouth lightly, "Looking and looking, deserted and desolate, desolate and miserable."

The seven sets of refraining words are perfectly integrated with the melody, adding a kind of rhythmic beauty that is incomparable to the sound of the piano.

Hearing Luo Chenxiao casually plucking the strings, his brows and eyes were stained with a touch of sadness, and he looked like he was talking, "When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe..."

As the melody gradually sounded, the whole Huanan Hall seemed to be in a strange atmosphere.

Whether it was Song Lanyi or the others, they were all immersed in the sound of the piano.

As Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu's tones sounded one by one, their moods fluctuated accordingly.

Even this phenomenon has spread to the entire Gyeonggi region over time.

For a while, even the busiest West Market could only hear the sound of the piano.

When the song ended, Luo Chenxiao's eyes were flushed, and her tone was slightly choked up, "The phoenix tree is more delicate, and it will be bit by bit at dusk."

"For the first time this time, why worry so much!"

At the end of the song, the lingering sound seems to be three feet around the beam.

Luo Chenxiao took out the handkerchief, tucked away the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked down from the stage, and bowed deeply to Song Lanyi and Li Qingzhao.

"Today, I got the two of you and walked out of the Qinqu Avenue. This kind of favor, I, Luo Chenxiao, will never forget it."

Until then, the crowd barely reacted.

It's just that when they watched this scene, they still felt a little dreamy.

Luo Chenxiao had been learning the piano for more than ten years, but he couldn't break through the way of piano music. Today, he was able to break through just because of Song Lanyi's poem.

Could it be... Song Lanyi is more effective than any panacea?

God knows what peerless characters are in her big book!
For a moment, everyone looked at Song Lanyi eagerly.

Song Lanyi didn't seem to realize it, but smiled and looked at Yan Qingfeng, who was pale, "Brother Yan, it's time for you to fulfill the bet."

Bet?

What bet?
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they remembered the absurd bet just now.

It's just... if they remember correctly, the price for Yan Qingfeng's loss... seems to be to blow up his own Duke's mansion?

Yan Qingfeng always felt a little uneasy when everyone looked at him strangely.

He braced himself and smiled with difficulty, "I just remembered that I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."

At this moment, without Song Lanyi opening his mouth, Luo Chenxiao spoke.

Her expression was calm, but the words she said were extremely ironic, "Young master Yan is really a nobleman who forgets things so much, the bet that was made before is forgotten right now, people who don't know may think that Young master Yan is stage frightened. "

Zhang Ling was not so polite. He took out a long gun from nowhere. The red tassel on the tip of the gun was dazzling, and he pointed it at Zhang Ling, "You grandma, if you are a man, I will blow up your house. If you are a man You bastard, if you don't dare to blow up, then... I will do it!"

Zhang Ling, a rapper, didn't even think about what he said.

Before Song Lanyi could stop him, this fellow blurted out the words that he was going to bomb the Duke's mansion.

She was short of breath.

When Yan Qingfeng heard this, his whole body relaxed, and he looked at Zhang Ling with a half-smile, "Okay, go bomb it if you have the ability."

As he said that, he even crossed his legs and sat on the recliner, looking like he was not stingy.

As if it didn't matter.

If he just doesn't fulfill his promise today, so what?
The worst result can only be that Zhang Ling's ramming goods really blow up the Duke's mansion.

But if he dared to blow up the Duke's mansion, Zhang Ling would be finished sooner or later.

So, what is he afraid of?

When the atmosphere fell into a stalemate, there was a faint fairy voice from the east.

Looking up and looking out the window, I saw the auspicious light in the east thousands of miles away, the rainbow light appeared in the world, and there was a faint cloud of fresh air floating in the air.

When Qing Qi approached, everyone discovered that above Qing Qi, there were two beautifully embroidered women who looked like concubines and fairies.

When Song Lanyi saw one of them, his eyes lit up.

Isn't this the Saint of Hundred Flowers?
The Saint of Hundred Flowers glanced across the crowd, first lingering on Luo Chenxiao for a moment, then staring at the figures of Song Lanyi and Li Qingzhao for a long time.

In her eyes, between Song Lanyi and Li Qingzhao, there is a causal line that is so strong that even a saint cannot cut it.

Moreover, Song Lanyi's body was even more hazy and obscure, no matter how she deduced it, she couldn't know her future direction.

Only in the past that was covered up, I can actually see dots and pieces of myself.

Hundred Flowers Saint had a bold guess in her heart, she widened her eyes slightly, looked at Song Lanyi, and saw Song Lanyi blinking at her quietly.

Saint Hundred Flowers understood everything now.

She also blinked at Song Lanyi, then smiled with her lips pursed, and stood silently aside.

Standing beside her was also a female saint.

Her facial features are not as beautiful as those of the Hundred Flowers Saint, and her slightly raised fox eyes, not only do not have any charm, but because of the black and white hair, she looks even colder and more mysterious.

Behind her, there is a harmonica on her back. The whole body of the piano is pitch black, only the strings are as silvery as the moon.

Her temperament is vicissitudes but free and easy.

The female saint looked at Luo Chenxiao, and said in a low voice, "I am a sage of seven emotions. I practice the way of seven emotions, and ask with the guqin. You are destined to be with me, would you like to be my disciple?"

The sage preaches and accepts disciples!
Such a vision almost alarmed the famous strongmen in the entire Gyeonggi.

Qin Tianjian's men and horses rushed into the palace and rushed all the way to the Qianhe Hall.

(End of this chapter)