Four hundred and ninetieth nine chapters piano and sword
Chapter 499: Qin and Sword
Chapter 499: Qin and Sword
It is still the same white dress. The slender dress makes Ermeng's waist even more slender.
"Long time no see!" A plain voice rang out, and inadvertently, Er Meng's eyes slowly closed, and only a row of shadows of his slender jade hands were left dancing.
The artistic conception of selflessness and the artistic conception of emotion are both the most mysterious artistic conceptions. For a time, the sound of the piano did not fit the taste of the two artistic conceptions. Therefore, the sound of the piano was a bit harsh in the ears of Ye Chen and Muchen.
Jian Mei frowned slightly. Ye Chen and Mu Chen noticed this change immediately, but they were still immersed in the artistic conception.
Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a look of discomfort appeared on Second Meng's pretty face. However, at this moment, a little white light slowly emerged from the center of Second Meng's snow-white eyebrows. Finally, Second Meng's entire face
Everyone is enveloped in this white light. Under the white light, Second Dream's refined and unique temperament makes her look like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world and cannot be desecrated.
Under this white light, the sound of the piano in the second dream also gradually changed, and finally blended into the artistic conception of Ye Chen and Muchen.
This perfect integration made the previous changes disappear. Ye Chen and Mu Chen once again closed their eyes tightly and performed a sword dance that amazed the world in front of the cold tombstone.
This sword dance is just for the woman buried under the tombstone.
However, no one noticed that a blurry shadow appeared behind the second dream. It was vaguely that the shadow was the figure of a woman.
The cold wind stirred up the dead leaves on the ground, and the dead leaves fluttered with the wind, and finally hit the shadow. The shadow swayed slightly and sank into the second dream's body again.
On the vast Martial God Continent, a solitary peak stands proudly, and on top of that solitary peak, a tall figure stands. At a glance, it is clear that this figure is illusory and not real.
This is a handsome-looking man with his hands behind his back and his illusory long hair flowing behind his back.
There was a touch of sadness in those arrogant eyes. The direction the man was looking was clearly the direction of the Huangfeng Kingdom. His eyes were closed tightly, and the sound of the piano could be heard surrounding the man's ears.
"Time is like running water, you can't catch it!" The man said to himself: "Except for the stars above your head that remain unchanged forever, everything else has changed. Yuting, when you wake up again, you will be affected by this change.
Are you surprised by the world?"
On the lonely peak, the roar of the cold wind overwhelmed the man's muttering to himself. After a long time, the man said in a deep voice: "The third plan is to protect the Ye family!"
The man seemed to be speaking to the air in front of him, but when he spoke, several figures appeared behind him. Judging from the aura, the aura of these figures was no less than that of the Soul Martial Realm.
"Obey the Holy Majesty's decree!" Several strong voices sounded, and several people got down on one knee and faced the man with respect on their faces.
In the eyes of these people, this man is their god, and they only need to worship him blindly.
"After thousands of years of reincarnation, can we renew our love? Yuting!" Only the man's voice was left on the lonely peak, and his figure suddenly turned into a point of light and disappeared.
And those figures disappeared one after another, everything seemed so weird.
Ye Family, in the courtyard, when the last chord of the second dream fell, the sword shadow in the sky also dissipated...