"Damn it! I swear! I will never let this happen again! I will never let this idiot like you come out to harm others again!" Leng Han gritted his teeth and swore fiercely at the other soul in his spiritual orifice.
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"Eh! What is this?" Leng Han looked at the stone room! Being so nervous, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Damn it, forget it, find a place to wash it off first!"
Leng Han rushed out of the room in three steps and entered a corridor. He didn't care about anything and kept rushing forward without thinking. Finally, he entered the hall of this cave!
"Not bad, not bad, I like it!! It seems like this is a very high-end cave!" Leng Han looked around and looked at the luminous pearl on the stone wall, and suddenly understood where he was now!
Leng Han walked to a stone table and chair. There were some spiritual fruits on the table. He sat down on the chair grandly, picked up a spiritual fruit on the table and ate it!
As soon as the spirit fruit was in his stomach, a cool feeling suddenly hit his whole body!
"Good, good fruit, so comfortable!"
Just as Leng Han was enjoying the delicious fruit, suddenly, the sound of strings suddenly sounded!
The sound of the piano is euphemistic yet resolute, trickling in like mountain water, and the gurgling charm is like resentment, admiration, and weeping. The cave is quiet and hazy, and everything is quiet, except for the lotus pond, where a drop of water is still coming tirelessly.
A drop of broken piano sound, slow and elegant, but with a hint of desolation, hits my heart...
The sound of the piano is intermittent and then continuous, as thin as a gossamer. Then suddenly there is a rush, majestic, and excitement! The sound of the piano is misty, and the rhythm gradually calms down, as if the sea tide is falling, the moon is bright, the wind is clear, and the people on the sandbank are quiet. The sound of the piano is sad and quiet.
Angry, desolate, and whimpering, it seems to be splashed with little tears, and the threads are broken and connected again. Like light clouds floating indefinitely. Like the breeze or the sudden rain passing through the air, and like the howling autumn rain.
It's poignant, sad and touching.
The sound of the piano is low and plaintive, like weeping and complaining, like an unfortunate person telling his sufferings!
The faint and heartbreaking melody of the piano music evoked Leng Han's long-hidden sorrow for his hometown relatives and confusion about his own destiny. He put down the spiritual fruit in his hand, stood up slowly, and followed the notes to the edge of the wide lotus pond.
superior!
There are many luminous pearls embedded on the top of the lotus pond. Under the irradiation of the luminous pearls, I can see a pavilion in the center of the lotus pond. This pavilion is ten feet away from the shore where Leng Han is! At this time, there is a long-haired pavilion in the pavilion.
The purple girl is facing Lenghan, lowering her head and playing the piano attentively!
The gurgling sound of the piano aroused the infinite emotions in Leng Han's heart! He looked at the girl in purple who was standing in the cold with blurred eyes. Unknowingly, the sound of the piano stopped, but he still felt uneasy in his chest, and he couldn't help but uttered:
At the end of the song, the plectrum is carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.
Who is still playing the harp and tapping my heart?
The listener's heart is still calm while the listener's heart is still filled with sadness.
The girl in purple was shocked when someone arrived, so she stood up suddenly, held the Changqin in her arms, stepped on the water, drew a beautiful arc, and landed in front of Leng Han!
"You should have a good rest when you wake up, why don't you run around like crazy!"
The girl in purple was Qiaoer. She glanced at Leng Han lightly and her tone was cold!
Leng Han smiled and looked at the beauty in front of him with wide eyes without any worries!
I saw this woman who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was half a head taller than herself. She had three-dimensional facial features, a well-proportioned figure, white teeth and red lips. She was extremely beautiful. Her beauty could be said to lie in the symmetry of her facial organs, torso and arms.
, as if they were born to be matched like this. When viewed separately, it doesn't matter. When viewed together, they seem to echo and complement each other. If any of them were to be in different styles, it would be much different.
Seeing Leng Han looking at himself like this, Qiaoer's eyelids suddenly lifted up, a flash of anger flashed through his crystal black eyes, and he said coldly: "You are so rude at such a young age! Don't look at me again!"
Leng Han II was already at the level of an uncle in terms of mental age and thick skin. Hearing Qiao'er's words, he wanted to laugh in his heart. He waved his hands quickly, glanced at the smile and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore.
! It must have been the girl who saved me, and I was about to thank her! Well, by the way! What do you call her?"
Qiaoer glanced at Leng Han lightly and said: "Thank you is not necessary. Besides, looking at you like this, how can you thank me? Well - I know that if you don't express your gratitude to me, you will definitely feel guilty.
...Well, let me ask you a few questions, and as long as you answer me truthfully, it will be fine! Take it as a thank you to me."
Qiaoer's eyes flashed and she chuckled, then said: "As for the title, it depends on your performance and my mood!"
Leng Han rolled his eyelids and thought: "I can't handle a little girl like you!"
Leng Han was thinking about it when he heard Qiao'er say again: "By the way, what were you talking about here just now? Is it poetry? I like poetry the most. Everyone in our poetry school can read poetry, but no one can match it.
I want it!"
Leng Han secretly laughed in his heart. He had a lot of poems. It just depends on when he can use them. He read the ones he just read again, then his eyes flashed slightly and he said again: "Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in Hezhizhou.
A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
The water plants are mixed and mixed, flowing left and right.
A graceful lady, I long for her.
poo.
Leisurely, leisurely, tossing and turning.
There are different kinds of watercress, pick them from left to right.
A graceful lady, played by the harp and the harp.
There are different kinds of watercress, and the left and right branches are planted.
A graceful lady, played with bells and drums.
After finishing the treatment, Leng Han stood aside quietly with uneasiness in his heart, holding Qiao'er blankly. This is the so-called poetry that can only be experienced but cannot be expressed! Qiao'er is carefully savoring the artistic conception in the poem!
Qiaoer took slow steps, lowered her head and tasted it carefully. After a while, she suddenly woke up, a blush appeared on her face, and suddenly she felt a strange ripple of coldness in her heart. She screamed.
He said: "Ah! Let's talk after we go in!" After saying that, he hurriedly walked towards the outer mansion, his whole heart beating non-stop!
The two sat opposite each other in the cave, chatting and reciting poems and eulogies. Qiaoer had a strong feeling towards Lenghan that she regretted seeing each other so late! During this period, Lenghan washed his body and changed a set of clothes! According to Qiaoer,
These clothes belong to her father!
Unknowingly, another half day passed! At this time, the two of them were talking happily!
Suddenly, I felt a stinging pain in my Dantian, and then a strong air flow exploded like a flash flood, sweeping through every vein in my body in an instant, and my blood suddenly flowed backwards!
Leng Han said "hmm" and let out a cry of pain. His whole body fell to the ground with a "bang" and began to tremble violently. His entire face also turned pale in an instant!