Deity of the Emperor

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Qin Chen silently nodded.

The middle-aged man entered the pavilion, sat down and looked at Qin Chen.

"It's hard to imagine that the long-lost support songs will actually be played from a teenager who looks like sixteen or seven years old."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chen smiled and said: "Want to shake a song, the most suitable match with the piano, the sound of the piano, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it for three days."

"It’s just that I haven’t played the piano for a long time, and I’m a lot of people.”

When the words came out, the middle-aged man gave a slight glimpse.

"Dare to ask the son, don't know where to get the score of the helper?"

"Where? It’s printed in your head!"

Qin Chen smiled lightly and said nothing.

"Ha ha……"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly: "It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the Yunlan Empire created its originator. The cloud and the blue and green are two, and they are known as the sound buddies. The two are the sounds of the martial arts, and they are powerful."

"And I was fortunate enough to meet the Qingyun Zun, who was famous in the nine secluded continents. I was recommended by Qingyun Zun, and I was awarded the honor of being the first to play for the Jiuyou Emperor."

"And the two musicians, I got the guidance of the nine secluded emperors, and since then, the road to sound repair, all the way."

"It is said that at that time, the nine secluded emperors passed on the two lyrics of the four melody, only to have the emergence of the cloud blue empire."

"And even after tens of thousands of years, the four songs are revered as the four major divine songs."

"The outside world said that the four great divine songs have been passed down from generation to generation by the Yunlan Empire, but it is not."

The middle-aged man said that he was very patient.

"Nine days to lead the Fengqu, support the song, it is two of them!"

The middle-aged man said, looking at Qin Chen, his eyes flashing.

It was just Qin Chen at the moment, but his face was unchanged and he did not speak.

The middle-aged man arched his hand: "In the lower clouds, how do you know how to call it?"

"Qin Chen!"

"Qin Gongzi, in the next willing to exchange any treasure for Qin Quzi's music in the hands, do not know Qin Gongzi can be passed on?"

"change?"

Qin Chen smiled lightly: "You are not qualified enough."

not qualified!

The middle-aged man is at the moment.

Then it was a smile, the teenager in front of me, very interesting. ,

"Nine days to lead the Fengqu, support the song, are high-level songs, I want to pass it to you, then you have to see, do you have this talent."

Qin Chen once again said: "If you just want to get these two songs from my hands and sell them at a high price, then you have made the wrong idea!"

When the words came out, the cloud scorned again.

This Qin dust is really interesting.

"Do you want to borrow Qin Gongzi Changqin?"

Nodded, Qin Chen stood up.

The cloud whispers not much to say, hands plucked the piano, plucked the strings, and a string of sounds, and it sounded gracefully at this moment.

Sometimes it is low-spinning, sometimes high-profile, like the galloping mountains and rivers, it is very heart-throbing, and like a tumbling stream, slowly jumping.

"how is it?"

As a song, Yun whispered to see Qin Chen, once again.

"so so!"

As soon as this was said, both Ye Qing and Li Lanting were on the sidelines.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Although the two of them do not understand, but the sound of the whisper of the cloud, it sounds very sweet, giving a feeling of peace of mind.

Qin Chen said, "You don't have to be convinced, I can hear it. You are immersed in the piano for at least 30 years, but unfortunately, it is normal."

"What you are playing is the support song, this song is broken, you can pop this effect with the residual song, it is really good."

"But, the sound of the piano is too crafty!"

When the words came out, the cloud whispered his body and shook his hand: "Please Qin Zizi give pointers!"

Qin Chen sat down and slowly opened his mouth.

Time passed by, and in the pavilion, Qin Chen’s lingering, the cloud whispering on the side, has long been a dead chicken.

"Either the piano, the flute, or the drum, etc., together with the temperament, in fact, the final form is the voice of all things in the world. Obeying the way of nature is the avenue!"

Qin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The world is arrogant after all..."

A conversation made the cloud whispered like a slogan.

"Thank you for Qin Gongzi!"

Cloud whisper at the moment clenched his fists with both hands, very serious.

It is hard to imagine that a teenager who looks like a sixteen or seven-year-old can actually understand the sound of the partial door.

This is incredible!

Every word and every word of Qin Chen is extremely admirable.

"I see you a little bit of talent, or anything, this piece of music, I can pass it to you!" Qin Chen said at the moment.

When I heard this, the cloud whispered the whole heart and violently beat.

"Thank you Qin Gongzi!"

This time, the cloud whispered more respectful.

Supporting the song, no matter how Qin Chen knows all the music, if it can be passed to him, it is the generation of their Yun family!

"over there!"

At the moment, a drink, suddenly sounded.

Outside the gazebo, a dozen figures, now swarming.

It was the first person, arrogant, walking, twisting and twisting, it seems that the back was injured.

It was Wang Chengfeng who was drawn by Ye Qing.

At the moment, following Wang Chengfeng, there is a man who looks like a 17-year-old.

The man's eyebrows are clear, but between the eyebrows, with a trace of pride and coldness.

"Wang Yao big brother, that kid!"

Wang Chengfeng pointed his hand at the palm of his hand and looked at Qin Chen. He hated his teeth.

In Yunlan College, dare to move him? court death!

"I would like to see, who is so bold, dare to move my Wangjiao!"

Wang Jiao stepped out at the moment and looked at a few people in front of him.

"You are Qin Chen?" Wang Jiao snorted and said: "The people who dare to move me, now, give me the honesty to ask for mercy, otherwise..."

Looking at the dozen or so figures, Qin Chen did not move.

"I just told you that the music is moving, the power is strong or not, not in the high-profile and low-pitchedness of the song. Now, just show it to you!"

At this moment, Qin Chen simply ignored the Wangjiao.

Sit down and raise your hands with your hands.

"A broken heart!"

The sound of the cymbal sounded suddenly at this moment.

A bang, suddenly spread, the king was on the side, Wang Chengfeng at this moment a white face, a **** blade appeared in the chest, suddenly screamed, fell to the ground.

The sound of the piano is ringing again.

Suddenly, a series of attacks, sounded along the sound, showing a very arrogant killing atmosphere.

boom……

In an instant, under the melody of the music, a horrible rhythm of aura was erupted and it was directly killed.

The sound of the cymbal sounded, and the dozens of figures, but not yet close to the pavilion, were knocked back by the piano.

Looking at this scene, the cloud whispered at this moment is even more surprised.

Qin Chen's aura and music are a perfect combination.

This kind of means, unless it is the way to immerse the temperament for hundreds of thousands of years, it is impossible to do it! But now, a 16-year-old boy is doing it!