Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Tianqi City, the 32nd Pavilion of the Music Academy.

After the original Pavilion Master left, the 32nd Pavilion was in chaos for a few days, but soon a new replacement appeared.

It was Yueluo's favorite student - Luo Yanlu.

She was originally the lady of Luoshui Manor.

At a young age, she has already won the title of national player and is called Mr.

It is a very remarkable thing for a woman to be called Mr.

These days, Luo Yanlu has been frowning. Everyone thinks that it is because Yueluo has left, and she, as a disciple, is very sad.

In fact, it is not, she has been waiting for someone.

Because, when helping the master leave that day, the young man once promised her: "If I return to Tianqi, the first person I will look for is you."

I always feel that time is running out, but I wait for another month.

Luo Yanlu is in the private room of the original Pavilion Master of the 32nd Pavilion, and she dances on the guqin infatuatedly.

She liked this guqin very much, because it was sent by Uncle Tu of Qianjintai the day after the young man left Tianqi, and the word "Wen" was engraved on it.

He told her that this was a gentle and elegant Wen, so she polished it very carefully. She polished it every day, but never played it easily.

She secretly made up her mind: "The first song of this guqin must be played for that person."

"My dear sister, what are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a voice outside the door interrupted Luo Yanlu's thoughts.

"Brother, why are you here?" Luo Yanlu was startled, her face turned red, and she lowered her head in shame.

The brother she was talking about was naturally Qingge Gongzi Luo Xuan, who frowned: "You, I don't know what you are thinking about every day during this period of time, which really makes me anxious."

"Master, a young man is looking for you." A maid outside the door quietly appeared and bowed to Luo Xuan and Luo Yanlu.

Luo Yanlu was shocked when he heard this, "Is the young master's surname Wen?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry and welcome him in." Luo Yanlu looked forward to it, but then felt something was wrong, "Forget it, I'll go pick him up myself."

"Luo Yanlu, you are so confused." Luo Xuan shook his fan and sighed: "Wen Jiutian, you are such a shameless boy, how dare you come?"

Not long after, Luo Yanlu led a cheerful boy to appear, "Brother, look who's here."

Luo Xuan glanced at him, and then he couldn't help but be shocked. He looked up and saw that the boy who used to wear black clothes was wearing a white robe today, but he looked a bit gentle like jade.

Before Wen Jiutian entered Tianqi, he immediately changed his clothes and put away his original black robe.

He turned his weeping blood magic knife into a sword, and his clothes looked like a very cool swordsman.

"Master Qingge." Wen Jiutian politely bowed to his brother-in-law, no, it should be to Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan was stunned and smiled: "Have you changed your personality today?"

Wen Jiutian leaned the Blood-Crying Demon Sword against the corner of the table: "This time, I met the Confucian Immortal in Qiandong City. He thought I had an extraordinary temperament, even more elegant than when he was young. So he asked me to be a Confucian saint."

Luo Xuan rolled his eyes.

But Luo Yanlu sat aside with her jade hand supporting her chin, listening carefully.

"Master Wen, what do you want to do with my sister?" Luo Xuan frowned.

"Come to the 32nd Pavilion of the Music Academy, of course, to discuss the art of playing the zither, otherwise why would I dress so formally?" Wen Jiutian straightened his body and said proudly.

"Well, Master Wen's song at the Mingjian Villa that day shocked the world, and it is still remembered endlessly." Luo Yanlu smiled slightly, her voice was gentle and moving.

However, Wen Jiutian did not play the zither immediately, but looked at Luo Xuan and asked: "Mr. Qingge, can you lend me your flute?"

Luo Xuan hesitated for a moment, took out the jade flute from his waist and handed it over. Wen Jiutian smiled: "Mr. Luo, please sing this poem while I play the flute, okay?"

Wen Jiutian took out a poem he had written in advance.

Luo Yanlu unfolded it and saw, "Mr. Wen, your handwriting is so beautiful, every stroke has charm."

The arrogant Luo Xuan also came forward and was stunned when he saw it.

Before Luo Xuan could react, a flute sounded, the sound of the flute was sad and gentle, but also majestic, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone seemed to be pulled into a battlefield of war.

Following this tune, Wen Jiutian looked at Luo Yanlu, and she began to sing.

"The cold river sands gather and disperse, the sun and the moon change with the vicissitudes of life"

"How many beauties in troubled times have been exchanged for a long sigh~"

"Who has ever stepped into the Qin Pass in Hangu Pass, and the thousands of miles of wars are stained with blood"

"In the end, it is nothing but a breeze and clouds."

"I rode a horse and pacified the world, but this farewell is difficult."

"A cry of "Yu Xi, Yu Xi" has brought tears to my eyes~"

".......""I look at the sword under the lamp while drunk, and my concubine dances slowly~"

Luo Yanlu's voice is like a complaint and tears, which fully expresses the woman's feeling like floating duckweed.

The woman was born in troubled times, and finally met her beloved, and the two fell in love.

But the lover was defeated and wanted to say goodbye to her.

The woman endured the pain, got drunk with the man, and picked up the sword to dance for the man.

Luo Xuan was stunned, and Luo Yanlu was also tearful. Many women watching were moved and their eyes were red.

The woman in the song is really pitiful. It is not easy to meet a lover in troubled times, but in the end she has to be separated by Yin and Yang.

Just when everyone was still sighing, the sound of the flute continued, and Luo Yanlu sang again.

"Yique is a song of separation and chaos, and the sound of separation is everywhere."

"With sadness, I bid farewell to you, drink the sword, and the blood falls and freezes into frost~"

"It's hard to let go of the past, so what if it's over?"

"......."

"By the river, alone, in a lonely boat, I won't think about it for the rest of my life~"

"It's hard to let go of the past, so what if it's over?"

"I'll spend the rest of my life with you in the mountains and rivers~"

The sound of the flute gradually stopped, and the whole place was silent.

Faced with such a story, a woman like Luo Yanlu who had never experienced the world had already cried like a pear blossom in the rain.

And Luo Xuan was originally a young master of Qingge, so he naturally heard the extraordinaryness of this song.

"Okay, okay, boy, I didn't expect you to have such a trick."

Wen Jiutian looked in the direction of the sound, but it was Li Changsheng with white hair who walked over.

Li Changsheng rubbed his hands and stood at the door. He probably couldn't see clearly that there were other people in the private room. He smiled and said: "Boy, I like you more and more."

"It's really not simple. Tell me if you like Luo Yanlu, that's my apprentice Luo Xuan's sister. Otherwise, I'll make the decision today and give it to you...hahaha." Li Changsheng made a matching gesture and laughed.

Luo Yanlu had already blushed and lowered her head.

Luo Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that his husband had been involved with Wen Jiutian. Could it be that he was really the senior brother?

"Sir." Luo Xuan came out and looked at Li Changsheng with a pale face, "Sirs, when did you start to be a matchmaker? Are you randomly matching couples?"

"Ah... It's Luo Xuan." Li Changsheng immediately retracted his hand, smiled awkwardly and coughed lightly, saying: "You are here too, um, I came to listen to some music with the Pavilion Master."

After that, he glanced at Wen Jiutian again, waved his hand, and smiled: "Boy, come with me."

"Sir."

"Forget it, Luo Xuan, you come with me too."

"Mr. Luo, I'll take them out first, excuse me."

The 32 Pavilions are beautiful at night.

The lights are bright and the wine is red. In Beili, only Tianqi is so prosperous.

A young man, dressed in gray, walked to the street.

He looked around. In his childhood memory, he also spent a good life here, but...

He walked on the road and happened to meet a white-haired old man, holding a young man with one hand, and followed by an elegant man.

By chance, he was bumped by the young man in white robe.

He recognized the young man in white robe at a glance, with his handsome face, but what he held in his hand was not a knife, but a sword. The young man in gray robe hurriedly shouted: "Brother Wen?"

"Ah, it's Ye Dingzhi, you..."

"Go to Baihua Tower and wait for me, my second uncle is there."