Awakening a thousand-year-old memory: the silver-haired imperial concubine

Chapter 32 Winning the Treasure ([-])

As soon as the words were finished, a white-clothed waiter came out with a tray on which was placed a sword emitting white light.

"Xiaoyu, I'll try it out, I came here just for this sword," Liu'er said excitedly.

"Well, let's go! How about I help you too? The two of you have a good chance of winning!"

After Mu Yu finished speaking, she also wanted to go to the stage, but was stopped by Hua Wuying, who turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"Brother Ling, you still don't want to go, usually good things are behind, you can't go again next time you go!"

Hua Xiaotu nodded and said: "Yeah, yum, brother is right, we have to grab one treasure each to make it worthwhile!"

Liu'er also echoed: "Xiaoyu, don't you think I can't win? You should wait for the next time! Although my martial arts is not as good as yours, it's not bad! Wait here and watch me win." Luofeng "Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he flew over and arrived on the stage.

Seeing that they persisted, Mu Yu said nothing more, and stood under the tree to watch the game...

There were a total of 16 people on the stage. Liu Er stood at the end, and the first ones compared in order were Qin,

After the performance of the first 15 people, Liu Er slowly walked back to the stage and sat down facing the piano platform, saying:

"A piece of "Fireworks are easy to be cold" is for you." But I thought in my heart:
Fortunately, I usually like to eavesdrop on Xiaoyu playing the piano, otherwise I really don't know what to play today!
...Thinking in my heart, I didn't stop my hands, only hearing a crisp sound of the piano.

Immediately, Liu'er followed the tune and began to sing...

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and broke the world
The dream is too cold, and a lifetime of love debts and several books
If you default to life and death, etc.
Waiting for the annual rings
Whose soul is broken when the Float Tower is broken?
Pain goes straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp has collapsed

Let me wait for history to turn around
Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a guzheng

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are always alone
The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots

What echoes on the slate is to wait

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city
The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate takes root, it's us

Hearing youth usher in laughter envy many people
The annals of history are too ruthless to be gentle and unwilling to write.
Fireworks are easy to be cold and people are easy to separate
And you're asking me if I'm still serious
After a thousand years, who is still waiting
And Qing Shi can't be true to Wei Shu Luoyang City
If you are in a past life
Follow the red dust, follow my wandering life

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are always alone
The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots

What echoes on the slate is to wait

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city
The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate takes root, it's us

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are always alone
The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots

What echoes on the slate is to wait

The rain is pouring rain, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep
I heard I heard you still guarding the lonely city
The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate takes root, it's us

Fate takes root, it's us

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(End of this chapter)