salted fish soaring

Chen Hongzhu frowned slightly, and finally looked at the other party: "When?"

"When Immortal Miaoyan plays the pipa, the killing game begins."

Chen Hongzhu shook her head: "Based on what I know about my father, he would never do anything at my engagement ceremony."

She just heard from the maid that Song Qianji was sitting between Ziye Manjusri and Li Ying.

Even if the person with the "taboo name" no longer shows up, there will still be the Ziyun Temple of the Chess Ghost and the Qingya Academy of the Calligraphy Saint.These two backers haven't given up on Song Qianji yet.

It is unlucky to see blood in the hall on a big day, and it is more likely to accidentally injure guests and cause disputes.

"Of course Immortal Xuyun can't." Wei Zhanyang said, "The sound of the pipa combined with the power of the sea of ​​clouds increases tenfold, which is an introduction to disturbing people's minds. Fairy Miaoyan's Tianyin technique can quietly disturb one or several people , will not disturb the other guests. After the banquet is over, Song Qianji relaxes his vigilance and walks out of the mountain gate in a relaxed and happy manner. He suddenly faces the sword, light and sword on the way, but finds that he does not want to pick up the sword at all. What should he do?"

Chen Hongzhu trembled slightly: "What should he do..."

She was painted with bright red lipstick and dressed in a costume.With a slight movement, the crown is covered with golden strands, and the ring around the waist makes a crisp sound.

Wei Zhanyang said in a low voice: "Listen, Fairy Miaoyan sacrificed the 'Phoenix Terrace' this time."

The pipa weeps, vaguely coming from the main hall, the sound is inspiring, like splitting silk and jade, gold and iron horses.

"It really is the Phoenix Terrace." Chen Hongzhu's body trembled even more, like a withered butterfly in the wind.

Wei Zhanyang couldn't help smiling, but the girl in costume sighed: "That's his business too, it's his battle to fight."

"You won't save him?!" Shocked, Wei Zhanyang said urgently, "I know you must want to save him, don't be discouraged, just go, I will stay here and help you delay the time, enough for you to escape for thousands of years canal……"

Although it was sunny, the main hall was dark and cold, and there were always places where the sun could not shine, so the lamps were still lit.

Amid the sound of the pipa, the flying phoenix lantern burned, and the flames jumped up.

The words have been spoken clearly enough, he thought that Chen Hongzhu would be grateful, ecstatic, and rush out.

But Chen Hongzhu just looked at him quietly, two fireworks flickered in his pupils:

"I don't understand one thing, please clarify."

"Please speak." Wei Zhanyang took a deep breath.

He has seen too many such idiot young ladies who are noble and spoiled by their parents.

I didn't take it seriously at first, but now I feel a little flustered.

"You think I have an affair with him, why?"

Wei Zhanyang thought to himself, isn't this asking knowingly?

He hesitated and said, "If it wasn't for him, why did you help Meng Heze get out of trouble and let the outer disciples go; if it wasn't for him, why did you go to see him last night..."

Chen Hongzhu: "If I say, it's not for him, but for the injustice in the world. Do you believe it?"

She doesn't ask you to believe it or not, but "you".

"Why is it unfair?" Wei Zhanyang thought about it carefully, then suddenly shook his head and chuckled,

"How many outer disciples have died in mining? Hey, red candle, there is no way, the spirit stone will not jump out of the ground by itself! You have to go in. The underground air is thin, and it is difficult for mortals to breathe. Only monks with aura body protection can move about normally. The combination of the two conditions, only those outer disciples of mortal origin are the most suitable. Who is to blame for the change of fate? If they go home to farm, they will have to work hard all their lives. After natural and man-made disasters, they will not die in the mine tunnel, but will die in the loess pile.”

Wei Zhanyang concluded: "If you want to blame, blame the same age for different fates. Let's cast a good pregnancy in the next life."

"You think so." Chen Hongzhu said softly.

The girl in costume turned around and approached the window, looking out.

There is a thin layer of snow on the window sill.Outside the hall, the sea of ​​clouds is rushing, the colorful light flows above the head, the pipa is buzzing beside the ear, and there are faint cheers from the guests.

At the end of the line of sight, the mountains are covered with silver, and the peaks are wrapped in plain.

The river is silent.

In a scene of prosperity, peace, extravagance and joy, it seems that it is not unforgivable for people around you to say indifferent words.

Because there are only two roads in front of her.

One is to bear the stigma, leave Song Qianji, abandon the sect, and go to Qianqu.

The other is to stay and complete the engagement ceremony, so that Wei Zhanyang's plan will come to nothing.

Obviously the latter is more sensible.

The sound of the pipa became passionate, and all horses were silent.

Wei Zhanyang felt a little impatient in his heart, and made a worried expression on his face:

"Red Candle, after today, you won't be able to see him. Are you willing?"

"Am I willing?" Chen Hongzhu muttered to himself, seemingly confused.

In the sky above the sea of ​​clouds, a phantom of a five-petaled flower rotates, like a big hand covering the sky, covering every plant and tree of the Huawei Sect.

So what if you are unwilling? !

Fierce emotions burn like fire and leave only ashes.

After she finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly rose.

The new wind was cold, but what blew past her temples was not snow particles, but flying petals.

Chen Hongzhu was stunned, and raised his hand to pick up the fallen flowers for no reason.

A peach blossom blossomed by the window.

The peach tree sprouted new buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bloomed flower buds.

Almost at the same time, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, apricot blossoms, cherry blossoms and plum blossoms, all the flowers in the courtyard are in bloom.

At the end of the line of sight, flower trees, petals bloom one by one.

The sea of ​​flowers sweeps across thousands of mountains.

The turbulent and rushing spring scenery of the mountains rushed towards her face like a sea tide, covered the churning sea of ​​clouds, broke free from the shackles of the formation, and rushed straight into her eyes.

Chen Hongzhu seemed to be hit by a huge wave, and was swept into the sea of ​​flowers and drifted with the current, unable to speak a word.

There are thousands of trees and thousands of trees, and the buds are blooming.

"There is always a certain number of good times in a person's life. When I was young, I wanted the wind to catch the wind, and the rain to catch the rain. I have already taken advantage of it.

Just like spring has passed and winter has arrived, there will be no more red flowers in this vast white snow field. "

"Whether the flower wants to bloom or not, you have to try."

The man said with a smile.

Wei Zhanyang also saw Baihua.

He just thought that Huawei Sect's sea of ​​clouds array had the effect of rejuvenating dead trees against the sky, which he had never heard of before.

It's a pity that Xu Yun's effort was in vain after all.

Chen Hongzhu turned around abruptly, her body full of pearls, jade, and gold strands rang.

She looked directly into Wei Zhanyang's eyes:

"I'm not reconciled. He Daoyou said that everyone can only go her own way."

Wei Zhanyang was overjoyed: "That's right. Come with me——"

Before he finished speaking, the voice disappeared.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Lowering his head, he saw a sharp sword passing through his belly.

The corner of Wei Zhanyang's mouth froze upwards, and his eyes showed incredible shock.

The two expressions are mixed on the same face, which is very funny.

Is Chen Hongzhu crazy?

Chen Hongzhu drew her sword calmly, blood gushed out and splashed on her beautiful face.

This is Xuyun's sword when he was young. It was reforged for his daughter's engagement, and it was named "Hundred Flowers Kill".

is one of her dowries.After my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will kill.

Today is her engagement ceremony.

Wei Zhanyang was defenseless and too shocked.

When he opened his mouth for a while, he could only make a vague and muddy sound, as if someone was strangling his neck tightly.

"You know I like to use whips, but whips are only used to frighten people. A sword that kills people should not be shown lightly." Chen Hongzhu's sword tip was bleeding, she said softly, "Go, run for your life. "

After a moment of silence, a shrill scream broke through the hall.

……

The original song "Song of the Wind and Snow" is fierce and tragic, desolate and grand, and it is not suitable for playing at a wedding banquet.

After being adapted by Miao Yan, the rhythm of the pipa music at this time is more brisk, high-spirited but not sad, like a hundred beasts worshiping, and a thousand armies triumphantly.

The minds of the people in the hall are drawn by the music, floating up to the sky, and traveling in the sea of ​​clouds.

He Qingqing learned the same way, so he was not deeply affected.She observed Song Qianji's expression from half the hall and over Miao Yan's figure.

Song Qianji lowered his head, occasionally taking a mouthful of crab paste from the cover of his dress's sleeves.

As if the song had nothing to do with him.

"Miao Yan wants to find out who is the composer?"

He Qingqing thought for a while, called out the "Green Yi Terrace" and put it on his knees, and did not move.

"Zheng!" Miao Yansu flicked her hand lightly.

At the end of the first chapter, the spiritual pressure of the Phoenix Terrace rose sharply, the face of the pipa shook slightly, and the phantom of the golden phoenix rushed out, flying around the beauty.

In an instant, the golden light in the hall was shining brightly, and there seemed to be the clear singing of a phoenix in the music.

Miaoyan strummed the strings, and the phoenix turned lightly and flew towards the Huawei Sect people.

Xu Yun smiled, shaking the white dust whisk in his hand lightly, thousands of silver lights scattered and intertwined with the golden light.

The phoenix's tail feathers brushed against the face, and everyone in the Huawei Sect was shocked.

Wherever he passed, all the monks in the hall were full of emotions, energetic, turbid air was emptied, and the aura was smooth.

For a while, each of them showed their magical powers and sacrificed various magic tools to echo this song.

The Qiankun Palace is bathed in the wind, flowers and rain, and is full of brilliance.

The monks who participated in the Dengwen Conference couldn't help but think to themselves:

"The same piece played by Immortal Miaoyan is indeed more exquisite than that played by Fairy Qingqing by the Qingshi Lake that night."

"Fairy Qingqing occupies the title of senior sister, but Fairy Miaoyan is the real No. 1 of Xianyinmen."

The phoenix soars to Ziyun Temple.

Li Ying smiled pretty, called out the hairpin pen, tapped it in the air, and black peach blossoms flew out, dancing with the phoenix.

Ziyun's disciples in the audience couldn't help applauding.

Li Ying's seat was next to Song Qianji's.

The strings of the pipa turn sharply, the flying phoenix screams, and the golden light shines from every feather.

When did Qianqu's disciple, who was born in an outer sect, see such a scene, he couldn't help opening his eyes wide and opening his mouth slightly.

Miao Yan turned her head slightly, staring at Song Qianji's face, wondering what she wanted to see.

The subordinates kept plucking the strings, and the sound of the music became more and more urgent, like a war drum urging.

Everyone in Qianqu was stunned and smiled foolishly.

Lin Feiyuan shouted through voice transmission: "Tianyin technique, beware of fraud!"

But Ji Chen and Meng Heze have already fallen into a psychedelic state. Sometimes they see colorful sleeves courteous, beauties singing and dancing, and sometimes they see the sun covering the sky and the sun soaring.

Lin Feiyuan couldn't drink enough, and when she was distracted for a moment, she also saw mountains of gold and silver, silk and satin, and bit the tip of her tongue cruelly.

He Qingqing's intuition was wrong, her complexion changed slightly, and she was about to activate the "Lvyi Terrace".

Song Qianji suddenly raised his head and opened his lips.

With a long howl, very fierce, it went straight into the sky.

Overwhelm Fengming and suppress the pipa.

Everyone in Qianqu County immediately saw clearly.

Miao Yan's music was restrained, her face paled.

Just listen to Song Qianji singing: "Look at the passing of the world, it's empty, it's empty—"*

He held the jade chopsticks in his hand, beat the festival loudly and sang:

"Thousands of gold are easy to lose, and waking up is still a dream!"

The illusion completely dissipated.

Meng Heze and Ji Chen looked at each other, covered in cold sweat.

Song Qianji is still singing:

"Laughing that I am drunk and lying in the world of mortals in this life, when will the grievances rest..."

Miao Yan snorted, and the phantom of the phoenix collapsed!

The sound of the pipa stopped abruptly.

All eyes fell on Song Qian's fuselage.

Suddenly, Meng Heze was so blessed that he stretched out his index finger to dip the remaining crab paste on the plate, frowned and smacked twice, and his expression changed:

"Who will eat drunk crabs for Senior Brother?!"

"What about the drunk crab... It's over, the drunk crab has alcohol!" Ji Chen was still in shock.