She was about to finish playing this piece of music, but Ye Qingyang instead used the fallen leaves as a musical instrument and started playing.
What is the other party’s intention?
However, at this moment, the sound of music reached her ears, which suddenly made her feel happy physically and mentally.
She felt that Ye Qingyang's music was very beautiful and beautiful, and she was unconsciously attracted by Ye Qingyang's rhythm.
The tunes played by Ye Qingyang are fresh and cheerful, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, with ups and downs and orderly highs and lows, which makes people feel very comfortable listening.
Cui Zifeng actually felt the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in Ye Qingyang's tunes, and felt full of vitality.
Suddenly, her heart suddenly shook.
She always felt that her song "The Moon in the Valley" had some shortcomings and was not perfect.
However, I don't know what went wrong.
Now when Ye Qingyang's tune played, she suddenly had an epiphany.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Cui Zifeng put the jade flute into his mouth and continued to play, gradually becoming one with Ye Qingyang's tune.
"this......"
Cui Yaotian and Chu Fenglan looked surprised.
Because they all know that the song "The Moon in the Valley" has ended here.
Why does Zifeng continue to play?
Moreover, these scales and melodies have never been heard before.
“Interesting!”
After a brief shock, Cui Yaotian saw the clues.
It turned out that Ye Qingyang was playing the tune, and Zifeng was not willing to be outdone, so he argued with him. However, because Ye Qingyang's tune was very suitable for Zifeng's piece, the two's tunes occasionally merged into one, lingering and pathos, and occasionally separated up and down, clearly distinguishing each other.
But the more this happens, the more it appears that the orchestra in this place is relaxed and relaxed.
"Forehead!"
Chu Fenglan hurriedly mobilized her true energy to resist Nuan Yuqing Xiao Yinlu's attack.
In the previous three stages, he could basically pass without any internal resistance, because he understood the mystery.
But now it doesn't work. He has never heard the current melody before. The impact of the music on him is getting bigger and bigger. He must seriously use his internal strength to resist in order to be able to bear it.
The same goes for Cui Yaotian.
He secretly used his inner strength to protect his internal organs and Dantian.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Hiss!"
A jade flute and a fallen leaf, the beautiful notes produced by the two are surprisingly beautiful.
I saw Ye Qingyang holding the fallen leaves with both hands, playing the tune higher and higher, and the loud and high notes seemed to take Cui Zifeng to fly over the mountains and across the sea, watching the sun rise and the moon set, and the clouds rolling and relaxing.
As Cui Zifeng felt Ye Qingyang's music, the inspiration in her heart surged out like a clear spring that had been held in for a long time, and was released heartily.
Her faint sound of the flute, soft and thin, is like the curling smoke from the incense burner. It is also like the wind on the bank of Baiyun Lake, the willows drunk by the clear flute, and the boat under the bright moon. It is such a beautiful picture.
The more they play, the more they fall in love with each other. As we go back and forth, the rhythmic coordination becomes more and more skillful.
A smile appeared on Cui Zifeng's pretty face. While playing the jade flute, her eyes were filled with spring water as she looked at Ye Qingyang tenderly.
Ye Qingyang closed his eyes, shook his head, and played carelessly.
The two of them are in harmony with each other in the world of music, wandering in each other's territory.
However, it is painful for others.
Cui Yaotian and Chu Fenglan did not dare to slack off for a moment, and kept accumulating internal strength to fight against this increasingly fierce music.
The rhythm of the previous third stage can already give a headache to a great martial saint in the divine realm.
The current temperament is considered to be the fourth stage, which is hundreds of times stronger than the previous third stage. These are all doubled.
Therefore, this stage is simply a test of the ultimate mode of hell.
Moreover, Cui Yaotian and Chu Fenglan simply had no way to break it and could only use their internal strength to bear it.
"Whoosh!"
Under the fluctuation of the music, the surrounding tables and chairs began to shake, and the utensils on the table kept shaking, making bursts of noise.
"So strong??"
Cui Yaotian and Chu Fenglan's expressions became solemn.
Since this fourth stage piece was improvised by Ye Qingyang and Cui Zifeng, the music will not attack them.
But when the rhythm is strong enough, it actually starts to produce substantial sonic attacks.
Chu Fenglan secretly came to Cui Yaotian: "Master, give it!"
"Feng Lan, what are you doing? Hurry up and protect yourself, otherwise your internal organs and Dantian will be shattered!" Cui Yaotian said while getting lucky.
Chu Fenglan smiled secretly and placed a pair of earplugs on his palm: "Master, bring it with you, it will save you a lot!"
Cui Yaotian: "..."
"I, the majestic master of Shenhe Sect, can't I resist the warm jade Qingxiao I passed on to my daughter? What a joke!" Cui Yaotian said.
Chu Fenglan looked embarrassed, pinching her earbuds and feeling at a loss.
However, at this time, the rhythm seemed stronger.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Crack!"
The glass in the living room was shattered from the inside out, and glass shards flew out.
"Fuck!"
Those who were hiding outside to watch the excitement, even though they had hid far away, were still startled by the momentum.
"What's going on?"
"Why are you so furious?"
"Junior sister's Nuanyu Qingxiao, is she already this strong?"
...
In the reception room.
Looking at the numerous holes in front of him, Cui Yaotian felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He turned around and said to Chu Fenglan with a red face: "What about, where are the earplugs? Bring them for my teacher's use!"
Chu Fenglan raised her voice and asked, "What did you say?"
Cui Yaotian was speechless.
"Give me some earplugs!" Cui Yaotian shouted.
However, at this moment, the music suddenly stopped and the world suddenly became quiet.
"Have you finished playing?"
Cui Yaotian asked with an embarrassed look.
"Yeah!" Ye Qingyang nodded, "If things don't get done, I'm afraid this small building will be demolished!"
"Yes! I have to thank you two for your noble support!" Cui Yaotian couldn't laugh or cry.
But at this time, Cui Zifeng had a peach blossom face and a rosy face.
She took a few deep breaths and said: "I didn't expect that Ye Tianshi's music was so powerful. I always felt that this piece of music was lacking, but now, Ye Tianshi has filled in the gaps. It can be said that it is full.
Full!"
The duet she played with Ye Qingyang just now was flawless and the beautiful melody made her feel as if she were in the clouds.
That feeling is so wonderful.
"Thank you, Miss Cui!" Ye Qingyang said: "I think your song only has three sections, which is too few, so I took it upon myself to add a scene from dawn to dawn to the bright sun, to blow away the valley with vitality.
The lifelessness of a moonlit night!"
"Ye Tianshi's hand is the finishing touch! It also makes up for the regrets of the whole song!" Cui Zifeng said: "Under the guidance of Ye Tianshi, I finally composed my own song completely! I am very grateful to Ye Tian
division!"
"You're welcome!" Ye Qingyang said.
However, seeing the two of them going back and forth, Chu Fenglan's heart rose with anger.
Everyone in Shenhe Sect knows Chu Fenglan’s love for Cui Zifeng.
Moreover, because he was too powerful, everyone thought that a beautiful girl like Cui Zifeng would naturally marry him, and no one dared to refute.
Later, Cui Yaotian passed the position of head to Chu Fenglan, and Cui Zifeng happened to be the head's wife.
It seems to be a perfect match made in heaven and earth.
However, now that Ye Qingyang appeared, Cui Zifeng was elated, and Chu Fenglan felt a strong sense of crisis and jealousy in her heart.
His heart began to slowly change, and a hint of coldness flashed through his expression from time to time.
"Master Ye!" Chu Fenglan suddenly said to Ye Qingyang: "Why do I feel that you don't seem to have any martial arts skills?"