Drunk lying in the country drama

Chapter 53
The ten fingers are slender, round and white like jade, and the sound flowing when the fingertips slide on the blood sandalwood ice silk kite is like a butterfly about to fly, flapping its agile wings, looking for flowers to pollinate.

One pavilion, one person and one kite, behind them are peachy colors, matching each other, it is truly charming.

The sound of the piano is jumping, euphemistic and continuous, ups and downs, the beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flows out from the fingers, like silk flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable

The Peach Blossom Fairy playing the zither looked at Yuanxi staring at her obsessively, moved her fingers, and changed the tune.

"Fairy!"

Yuan Xi let out a soft cry, and poured all the wine jug into his mouth.

The robe she is wearing today is light red, the goblin personally selected the fabric for someone to make, and it was ready and delivered today, so the goblin asked herself to put it on and wait here.

It turned out that they wanted to seduce people and tell their love.

The tune has intention and rhyme, and the inner thoughts of the zither player swim out with the tune.

This goblin is using this song to express his feelings.

Yuan Xi's phoenix eyes continued to smile, looking at those peach blossom eyes, his palms turned into grasping ones.

The Peach Blossom Fairy understood, and opened the body of the zither with one free hand, and the Peach Blossom Sword flew out and landed in Yuan Xi's hands.

Yuan Xi held the peach blossom eyes in his hands, and looked at them carefully.

This sword is a rare meteorite in Qiguo's treasury. She found a skilled craftsman to make the sword body, and she put peach blossom juice into the rare blood jade on the hilt with her thoughts.

There are slices of peach blossoms carved on the hilt, and the hilt has been soaked in peach blossom juice for a long time, and it has a peach fragrance when used.

The sword body has blood nests on both sides, and it slides down in a serpentine shape. Even if this peach blossom sword is driven into a stone, it is easy to take it out.

This sword was made just when the blood sandalwood ice silk kite was made.

Before I had time to take a closer look, I sent it out.

Now that he got it, Yuan Xi had to sigh, it was a wonderful workmanship.

With the horizontal sword in hand, Yuan Xi looked at the goblin who changed the tune, her phoenix eyes were full of smiles, she didn't use her internal strength, she was just a move, shuttling among the peach blossoms.

"Little fairy, come here to heal your wounds and you'll be fine. I'll give you a set of peach blossom swordsmanship created by myself. You can take a look at it!" Yuan Xi said, waving the peach blossom sword in his hand.

I want to come to her, Qi Yuanxi, who had the opportunity to learn martial arts from a famous teacher since she was a child.

Her mentor taught her all about martial arts, and she saw a lot of martial arts in the Junlou.It can be said that you have learned a hundred schools of thought, and the number of ways has already formed its own school.If she hadn't eaten something by mistake and made a mistake in practicing kung fu, her kung fu should have improved to a higher level.

Recently, he was cultivating his body in the peach pavilion, and he often saw Ling Yaohua gentle day and night, and often heard Ling Yaohua talk about the martial arts taught by his parents. They didn't learn the essence of their parents, and complained about why they didn't have simple and beautiful martial arts moves.

After thinking for a long time, she can be regarded as creating a peach blossom swordsmanship.

Now is a good time, she practiced to show this goblin.

This demon is thoughtful and intelligent, and she is not afraid that he will not be able to learn it.

With nine moves in a row, five moves with the sword, stepping on the path of changing stars, Yuan Xi showed Ling Yaohua his sword skills.

Ling Yaohua looked more like dancing.

I find that all men are good at dancing, but I didn't expect women to dance with such graceful posture.

"Good swordsmanship!"

When Yuan Xi was about to withdraw his sword, he suddenly heard a voice of appreciation, followed by two figures.

A man held a harp in his hand, stepped into the air, and went to the pavilion where Lingyaohua was. He folded his hands on the harp, and heard a high-pitched and resolute voice that was a little bit louder than Lingyaohua's zither.

Ling Yaohua was a little worried, but he also echoed his father Hua Qiran's willingness.

Holding a long knife in his hand, Ling Zhifeng met Yuan Xi who was about to receive it.

(End of this chapter)