For today's sons, those problems are definitely not a problem.
With the help of the sons, those Baiyue secrets are perfected one by one.
"Son!"
During the speech, Zhou Qingzheng was about to discuss the sudden idea of Yan Ling's sudden idea, and a ice -blue black light passed by.
Cher's breath appeared.
There is an additional jade flute in the hand, and the clothes are changed. The familiar dark blue placket skirt, the exquisite crystal headwear, combed the snow.
There are more crystal embellishments in the earrings, such as snow's arms and wrists, and there are no timeless green jade bracelets. The silk skirt is elegant, the skirt is swaying, and the slender calves are looming.
The white light of snow reveals, it is very dazzling.
"Hahaha, Benhou likes this dress."
"This is your dance skirt that year, do you still want to dance for the Hou Hou?"
Zhou Qing is happy.
Xueer's shirt has not been seen for several years. Before, Xueer was wearing this shirt and danced for herself.
Nongyu, Yunshu played the piano.
"When Sister Yu returned, Xueer danced for his son."
Cher also exudes joy on his noodles.
Everything in the past has not forgotten it. The previous clothes, jewelry, shoes and socks were put on themselves, as well as Jinfeng Yuxiao.
I just took Jinfeng Yuxiao and saw those shirts, I couldn't help but change it.
The son is also happy, and Xueer is even more happy.
"This little Nizi ... also reminded the slave family that year."
As soon as Yan Ling Ji talked, the eyes of the flame fell on Xueer, holding jade flutes, dressed dance skirts, and the cold appearance of the heavens and earth.
"What tunes do you want to hear?"
Cher holding the jade flute with both hands, and the willow leaf bending his eyebrows, looking at his son.
There are a lot of songs you know.
"Random."
"Choose a song that is now."
Zhou Qing's hands behind him, on the steps of pavilion, there was no picky for the choice of music. With Cher's today's skills, no matter what song, he could control it.
"Combined the tunes now?"
"Now that everything is back to spring, when the wind is dull, what about the son," Yang Chun "?"
Many of the many songs that I think can be, as well as the most appropriate one who can be like today, "Yangchun" is enough.
""spring"!"
"Haha, this is the case, Benhou also played a song."
"" Yangchun "," White Snow ", winter coming to spring, the earth recovers, all things are glory, the rhythm ... Benhou also knows one or two."
Zhou Qing reached out a move. In the distance in the distance, a thing was flying out and turned into a green flowing light.
A jade flute!
One method, Wanfa Tong.
Rhythm ... In recent years, I have also studied myself, and I have some accomplishments.
Other tunes are just.
"Yangchun", this song has "White Snow" contrast, the meaning of the song is more complete.
"Yes, son!"
Do you want to ensemble with himself?
Xueer is not happy.
"Son, shouldn't you slavery ... also study the rhythm?"
Shard Xueer, the little Nizi, was happy at this moment, Yan Lingji felt that he ... salted fish, what did salted fish mean?
The son does not tell himself either!
Really.
I played the song with my son, and I felt very good. I didn't see Xiao Nizi laughed at this moment?
Yan Lingji's lips, do you think the previous research direction is going to change!
However, there is no response.
After counting.
A ray of small sounds from the heavens and the earth, the spiritual consciousness is into it, and the mysterious power sweeps the ten squares.
Then benefit the wind and smoothly with each other.
"..."
"Disrupt my sleep!"
Water Qilin, who was lying in the sun, opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the sound not far away, and moved ... was Xuan Qingzi made?
Immediately, the double claws were revealed, covering two ears, and continued to sleep.
At that time, above the void, the clouds have changed slightly, and the vitality of heaven and earth automatically converges.
The charm of a stream of Sennan was swinging from Zhou Qing, and a trace of soft and gentle and gentle and gentle and gentle and moisturized.
The inheritance and transition, the jade flute is orderly, the yin and yang are combined, and the way of the heavens and the earth.
Before a long time, the cold winter went, and the spring breeze swept.
Nympho
Nympho
Yan Lingji also narrowed the eyes of the flame at this moment, and taste it carefully.
Recent
Music?
It seems to be a direction!
Entering the music with the power of the heavenly magic, all the gas machines are tangible and intangible.
Sky Magic?
Sky Demon?
good!
Can be studied!
Study cooking all day, it is really salty fish!
******
"Sister Purple Girl, Zhuang!"
"This is a document from the Zifang, saying that killing Lie Yamage Tian Meng is likely to be the Yue Wang Babe Sword Master of the Romans!"
"Shocking Sword Master, Zhuang, not what you met in the farmer before!"
"Unfortunately, let him escape."
The moon is high, and the night is gradually deepened.
Today's Zilanxuan has no business.
Because ... some people set fire in Zilanxuan these two days. Although the fire saved in a timely manner, the hall and the plants outside, the courtyard behind was burned a lot.
If you want to open the door again, you will have at least several days.
As for who settled?
... It's not difficult to guess.
In the face of such provocation, Zi Lanxuan did not have any action, because ... it is better to stay in the future.
Although there are no guests, Nuo Da's Zi Lanxuan is still brightly lit, that is, there is a little loud voice, and there is a little regret.
A static room on the second floor of Xuan's inside.
A beautiful red woman handed over a letter she had just got, which came from the Confucian people in the city.
Those who believe in -Zifang.
Honglian couldn't help but open it directly and looked at it, so she was very happy.
Because who is found by myself!
Shock Sword Lord!
One of the eight swords of Yue Wang.
And Zhuang also met each other, it is better.
"Shock Sword Master!"
"How can he know that he is a shocking sword master?"
Zi Nu has read letters quickly. There are many contents above, and many of them are enough to solve the confusion of her even day.
I thought I could find it clearly one by one.
Now it's all in a secret letter.
That is, Zhang Liang has not been mixed with farmers recently.
Sure enough, the man was the murderer, then ... Zhang Liang must have more evidence, at least what could be directly referred to.
Above the document, it was not mentioned.
"Yue Wang Eight Sword!"
"Shock!"
"His strength is average."
"It's him!"
After taking the document from the purple girl, Wei Zhuang also glanced quickly. The wide black gold pattern was soaked, black and white hair, cold as old.
The murderer was him.
Has he appeared within the farmhouse?
Also handed it with himself, his strength can be perceived by himself.
If you want to solve the grievances between the farmers and Zi Lanxuan, finding the real murderer is undoubtedly the best choice. He captures and shocked the sword master, and asked everything, everything can be clear.