Douluo’s Ultimate God of War

"The Ultimate God of War of Douluo (

Isn't it worthy of being called a mountain stream?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!

When they were in college, they all saw Zhou Jian's ability. Zhou Jian once won the Guqin national championship with this song. If he is not worthy, I am afraid that no one in this world deserves it.

"Who is this person, so arrogant?"

"A kid who doesn't even understand music theory, is he not worthy of telling Young Master Zhou here?"

"Yes, yes. Just now, Master Zhou said that he was afraid to compete with him. Now he says that Master Zhou is unworthy. This person is so rascal."

"He just couldn't afford to lose, seeing that Young Master Zhou played better than him, and he couldn't hold back his face, so he said that."

"I don't have any real talents and learn from others, I'm afraid it's my own face."

Zhou Jian suddenly seemed to have a huge rock in his heart, and his anger burned in his heart. He shook hands with him and he didn't hold it. He invited him to compete with him. Now he turned around and said he was unworthy.

Even in front of Lin Qianxue, he couldn't bear this bad breath even in front of Lin Qianxue.

Zhou Jian stood up and looked at Xiao Ju angrily: "You said I am not worthy, but I want to ask, why am I not worthy?"

Although Xiao Jue is a **** king, in terms of music theory, it is not the one who has the highest skill.

Just like back then, he was just a cultivator, and Emperor Wanguqin was a mighty power in the world, but they were able to sing and sing, and cherish each other, and eventually became friends of gentlemen.

So there is no level of strength in music theory, only the difference in realm.

"First, you have a high mountain and flowing water. Forty-eight string notes are out of 32 wrong. No one is hitting, holding, wiping, picking, hooking, picking, hitting, or picking. Don't ask about the composition, just play around!"

"Secondly, what plays the piano is about the state of mind, and the sound of the piano reveals the voice of your heart. Your piano sound is messy, and there is a resentment everywhere. How can you play this piece well?"

"The third and most important point is that you don’t understand this song at all. This song is meant to show the sympathy between friends, but it pops out of your hands, it is a courtship song full of desire, you say , Do you play this song?"

When Xiao Yue said this, everyone was a little surprised.

Although everyone didn't understand the tune, but when I recalled it carefully, this tune really resembled what Xiao Ju said.

Xiao Jue was not only relying on his power, but also one of the reasons why many people were impressed by Xiao Ju's movement in the fairy world.

Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy, Xiao Ju is proficient in everything and has high attainments.

So at that time, so many fairies would like him.

When Zhou Jian was said by Xiao Ju, the face on his face was immediately lost. He was indeed not very proficient in this piece, but he would never be so unbearable.

Hearing what Xiao Yue said, he immediately couldn't help it, and immediately furious: "You said I am not worthy? Then are you worthy?"

Xiao Jue looked at Zhou Jian indifferently, saying without sorrow or joy: "I don't have this state of mind at this time, and I am also unworthy."

As soon as this statement was made, the people in the audience burst into laughter.

"Look, now you've picked up a rock and hit yourself in the foot!"

"If you don't have the strength, you will pretend to be forced and ask for trouble!"

"This is because the eyes are high and the hands are low, and my strength is not very good, so I have to force a face."

Seeing that Xiao Jue was not angry, he slowly stepped onto the stage, and then sat down in front of Guqin.

He is chic, elegant, and at ease, slowly stroking the strings with his hands, "The mood at this moment is right for this Guqin Yin!"

Guqin Yin is also known as Acacia.

Lovesickness in every song, half-potted liver and intestines!

Thinking of all the things that Xiaoxue has been searching for over the past millennium, lovesickness continues to grow.

Missing for a thousand years, all burst out at this moment.

Suddenly, the beautiful piano sound rang instantly, and the chapters of that beautiful music, the notes like flowing water merged into beautiful music in an instant.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of music is this and why is it so good? In an instant, Xiao Jue attracted all the attention.

He was immersed in music, his fingertips were flowing on the strings, his eyes closed, and he was completely immersed in it.

The tune went from fast to slow and then paused, beeping intermittently three times, and then paused. It seems that the crowd that was making noise at night gradually dispersed. The lights went out one by one. The sound of the piano sounded smoothly and gracefully, like the slow breathing of those sleeping people.

Everyone was attracted by this wonderful music, and the audience fell silent for an instant, and there was no more noisy sound.

The tune is slightly higher, like a night breeze blowing on the ground. The music is floating, it is the coquettish dance of the night wind blowing willows and willow branches. It is the undulating waves of the night wind blowing on the rice fields.

The music is lingering, it is the light whisper of the night wind passing through the bamboo forest. It was the night wind blowing towards the lake, the shy ripples of the lake water, the sound of the piano began to melodiously, it was the moon slowly strolling through the sky. The sound of the wind stopped, and the night wind stared at the beautiful moon quietly.

Music became rush in vain, like a heartbeat that night wind could hardly suppress. Bang bang. It was high for a moment, and it was the night wind circling up and rushing towards the bright moon. There was a slight sluggishness in the smooth music, but the mountain was blocking the way.

The music rose over the mountain, and then the music gave birth to a trace of bondage. It was the sentimental Yun'er. The night wind became impatient, resolutely breaking away from Yun'er's embrace, and still running towards the bright moon.

The musical tone rises and then rises again, and pauses for one second after the highest pitch. Suddenly down. It was the wind that passed away, exhausted, and fell to the earth.

Thousands of thoughts and thoughts of thousands of years seem to have entered people's hearts at this moment.

Boom!

The wind disappeared, the world returned to peace, Yue'er slowly retreated, and the sun arrogantly occupied the entire sky.

In the end, the sound of music screamed like weeping, like a mist from the sky, tears from the grass.

clang--

There was a loud noise, the music ended, and all the talents woke up from immersion.

At this time, no matter who was in the audience, there was silence, and many people's eyes were filled with sad tears.

Lin Qianxue had tears in the corner of her eyes, she was deeply sinking in the music, unable to extricate herself.

Seeing that she looked at this man affectionately, she suddenly felt like she had known him thousands of years ago.

Xiao Ju also looked up, the two eyes intertwined.

"You came to me?" Lin Qianxue was crying, she didn't know why she said this sentence.

It seems that the ghosts and gods in the depths of the heart are inviting, as if it is to seal the memory of thousands of years in the depths of the soul.

But Xiao Yue knew that he saw another figure in Lin Qianxue’s eyes, and Xiao Ju looked at that figure affectionately.

"I finally saw you again, Xiaoxue."

At sea, a smuggled oil tanker slowly approached China.

"Boss, the Huaxia Sea is ahead. If people find us sneaking in, the Huaxia police will definitely not let us off easily." said a black bald man.

"Don't worry, I've gotten rid of it, the group of Chinese'Peachy' won't come out on duty." Hank said lightly with his cigar in his mouth.

"We have so many munitions, are they all going to Demon City? I don't know who it is, but they want to buy so many munitions." Another black man asked.

"What's the matter with so much? We just don't want to sell it! We sell the arms to the group of Chinese pigs and let them beat their own people. Wouldn't we make a lot of money!" Hank said with conceit.

"Yes, boss, we have earned Huaxia Pig's money and consumed their strength. In the end, it's not the boss that you can take advantage of."

"Hahaha...that group of stupid Chinese pigs, let them kill each other!"

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Everyone looked at Xiao Ju idiotically, unable to extract themselves from the music that deepened into the soul for a long time.

A song of lovesickness, a thousand years of love.

Although they have never experienced love for a thousand years, who doesn't have such a reddish past?

Almost everyone was moved by this wonderful music.

And Zhou Jian's face was almost coming out of water when it went dark.

Anyone who has never studied music theory can hear how great this piece is, and of course he can.

But the more he understood, the more depressed he felt.

Because in music, Xiao Jue is a real master.

With my own ability, it is hard to be elegant in front of the gate of Guan Gong and the axe of the class!

Xiao Ju's lovesickness made him lose face.

The resentment in my heart has not diminished in the slightest, but has increased a lot.

In order to save his face, he forced a smile and praised: "Mr. Xiao's Guqin Yin is really good, I admire it."

Xiao Yue got up slowly and came to Lin Qianxue's side ~www.readwn.com~ and did not speak.

"Hahaha...Music is not in itself, but in people who taste music. If they are divided up and down, wouldn't it be tainted by music?" Zhou Jian pretended to laugh.

Xiao Yue smiled and did not speak.

Everyone also looked at Zhou Jian and admired his shameless skill.

"My husband can come to my tanker to play and make my little tanker flourish. I don't know where is my husband?" Zhou Jian asked.

"Playing isn't counted, I'm just afraid Xiaoxue is too lonely, so I'll accompany her." Xiao Yue said lightly.

When Xiao Yue said this, Zhou Jian's face became darker again.

Hearing Zhou Jian's question, the people below were also very curious.

"Xiyan, you and Xiaoxue are close, do you know where this person works?"

Gu Xiyan said in a daze, "He...he seems to have no job."

"I didn't have a job! I thought it was a rich kid."

"It's just a literary youth who can speak big words, not at all capable, even if he is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess and calligraphy?"

"Yes, yes, I'll just say it, it looks like a little white face raised by Star Lin."

It seemed that the relationship between Lin Qianxue and Xiao Jue was extraordinary, I was afraid his plan would be ruined.

However, in this world, he has not seen anything that money cannot solve.

Money can make ghosts!

Zhou Jian's face became more and more gloomy. At this time, he found a few sailors and whispered to them, and then his sailors left.

"Everyone listened to me. This class reunion must have a great time for everyone. Here, I have some small gifts to give to everyone." After Zhou Jian finished speaking, a sailor used a cart to push up a cart of gifts. .

Everyone was immediately attracted by Zhou Jian's gifts.