"The ambush is imminent,"

"The overlord soldiers who ended up fighting for hundreds of battles."

Liu Wuxie's voice was filled with a sense of desolation and endless anger, tearing open everyone's heart, and they could feel the anger in Liu Wuxie's heart.

The provocation of Qinghongmen and the ridicule of everyone appeared one by one, like the flame of hatred, burning in their hearts.

now!

They stood with Liu Wuxie and were brought into Liu Wuxie's inner world by the sound of the piano.

The maids standing on the edge of the fence were sobbing softly. They sympathized with Liu Wuxie and hated Qinghongmen even more.

Murong Yi covered her mouth with both hands and looked at Liu Wuxie in disbelief. There was such a wonderful song in the world.

"The fisherman sighed,"

"Life is a hero who died and a hero who died."

"Ambushes on ten sides!"

The sound of the piano is gentle, like a oriole crying, revealing sorrow, and the helplessness towards the world and the injustice to the sky, which is vividly interpreted.

The crying sounds are getting more and more, and tears flow unconsciously.

Zhou Liang's piano sound can only arouse everyone's emotions.

Liu Wuxie's piano sound can already control people's minds, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Maybe the sky felt the anger in Liu Wuxie's heart, and scattered snowflakes floated in the sky, and everyone was intoxicated.

This is not the evolution of the law, but the real snowflakes, which have entered late autumn.

"Sighing in the troubled times to cherish heroes,"

"There are few confidants in the world."

"The world is ambushed from all sides,"

"Stunning and extraordinary."

"Ambushes on ten sides."

A lonely mood filled the sky, and everyone heard the silence in the sound of the piano.

No one understands Liu Wuxie's inner world, the loneliness and sorrow, gather into a warm current, pouring into their chests, and tears fell unconsciously.

I cherish heroes in troubled times, and there are few confidants in the world.

At this moment, Murong Yi could no longer control her eyes, and tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

"What a sad song, what a domineering song!"

Many people said secretly, two extremes.

The song releases inner anger and is also extremely impactful.

"Three thousand miles of Gobi,"

"The day of the day of the residence        The ground is burning."

"Dirty Heaven and Earth    Meet Qionglou"

"Recalling the years before yesterday, singing and dancing to the peace of Golden House."

Liu Wuxie recalled the Qionglou Pavilion where he lived. He used to be the stars in his hands and stepped on the sky. How majestic, but today he was bullied by a dog.

Every word and every note is heart-wrenching, even if you are imprisoned, you will never surrender and use your own fists to tear apart a world.

"Dreams of the firewood bridge    Flame cooking,"

"Sigh the miserable and embarrassing situation."

"The yellow sand will not end,"

"There are no defeated soldiers."

Silent!

The silence around was as dead as Liu Wuxie's piano sound echoed in the sky.

"The wind blows the sand and rises all over the sky,"

"Suddenly I heard the storm of the war horses were shocked."

"The big thing has passed. The river has ended."

"There is no choice when you encounter a burial of regret."

The sound of the piano appears and appears, and sometimes intermittently. A generation of immortal emperors died in the battlefield. The general situation has passed and the river has ended. When they encounter burying the bones of regret, they have no choice.

Liu Wuxie was silent in his own world and just wanted to vent his emotions at this moment.

"The country is beautiful and beautiful,"

"A man has no ambitions."

"Change your mind and go to the eighteen cycles of reincarnation,"

"While talking and laughing, he is more and more peaceful."

"The songs are gone, the horses are ringing,"

"The soldiers will go with the Lord,"

"Leave the body and keep the pride and strong."

When the last word fell, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a strong turbid air was released from Liu Wuxie's chest.

When the last note fell, the entire pleasure boat fell into death silence.

They forgot their breathing, forgot where they were, and were still silent in the world of swords and iron horses.

"Baoba..."

There was a sudden thunderous applause from the entire Dongyue Lake, and countless people on the shore cried and applauded desperately.
Chapter completed!