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"..." Yan Ning froze again.

Although this dance is not a match, the key problem now is that Yan Ning looked at Xiao Qian who was dancing in front of her, and she actually thought that she was dancing well.

That beautiful dance, plus one of the world's unique "water-fighting techniques", makes people feel new and exciting, and it ignites the atmosphere.

Suddenly, Yan Ning had an idea of ​​clapping.

Yin Yin also noticed Yan Ning's expression at this time, and he could see that Yan Ning's expression carried a kind of surprise and surprise.

If he guessed right, Yan Ning is satisfied with his dancing.

This satisfaction ...

Let him feel a sense of accomplishment inexplicably.

Although, as a demon king, there are too many flatteries around him, but the flattery in the flattery is more afraid, and definitely different from Yan Ning's.

"It seems that the king really has the talent for dancing and singing!" Yin Ye's heart was happy, and he jumped more and more happily, and jumped more and more open.

This is a kind of joy from the heart, just like Jiu Feng confidant, Lu Yu Hong Yan, let the last mustard in his heart let go.

"My son, try the wine and vegetables prepared by Xiaoqian." Leaping and jumping, Yin Ye also prepared the wine and some side dishes in a dance gesture.

"Well, okay." Yan Ning didn't really want to eat, but when he thought of Golden Finger, he felt that he could bear it, as long as he didn't commit precepts, it would work.

Maybe, just hopping ...

"Ding!"

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Thinking of this, Yan Ning's face unconsciously showed a smile.

This smile fell into Yin Ye's eyes once again, making Yin Ye's heart even happier, because Yan Ning was an out-of-the-world expert.

In terms of identity, Yan Ning is even higher than his identity.

Therefore, it can be recognized by Yanning ...

Yin Ye is really happy.

"My son, Xiaoqian has recently composed a new piece of music. Will my son be willing to listen to it?" After the dance, Yin Ye looked forward to Yanning with anticipation.

"Play the piano? Yes." Yan Ning nodded immediately.

As long as you do not engage in serious yellow, you can play casually with this rubbing, maybe you are playing, the plot will be unlocked, and the plug-in will be online.

"My son is waiting, I'll get ready!" Yin Ye stepped down immediately.

Stay out of the inner room.

Yin Ye looked at the rainy night outside again, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes, because he didn't even want Xiao Qian to come back soon?

This thought flashed, Yin Ye suddenly felt that there was a tumble in his chest again, and one couldn't help but spit out blood.

"puff!"

Blood and rain mixed together.

"There is no Qingfeng Yulu to support the body ... It really hurts more and more!" Yin Yan shook his head, wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, and immediately took out a guqin.

After a while.

In the inner room, a gentle and beautiful guqin sounded again.

Yin Ye's piano skills are also excellent.

After all, these are his daily hobbies, and he often practiced after practice. It can be said that the skills are very high, but there is no monster appreciation on weekdays.

"My son listens to this song, but where can I not play well?"

"Although the music is good, it owes some free and easy feelings and some feelings. It ’s raining tonight ... would it be more wonderful if the girl listened to the rain and sang along, and removed the shackles of the score itself?" In the vernacular of Qu Yi's comments, Yan Ning came almost from the mouth, without any clutter.

to be honest.

Comment on this thing, as long as you don't go to the specific point of correction, in fact, you can answer with one word, that is ... heart!

Simply put, you sing well, but what is the highest state of singing? Not the singing itself, but the intention!

For another example, your dishes are delicious, but what is the highest state of cooking? Not the cooking of the dishes themselves, but the intentions!

Your swordsmanship is very subtle, but the highest state of swordsmanship is not just focusing on moves, but on your heart.

As the saying goes, if you have a sword in your heart, you can unite people with swords!

Are there any more brilliant reviews in this world?

No more!

One word can cover everything.

Moreover, the results are often noticeable.

After Yan Ning said it, regardless of whether or not ‘Xiao Qian’ understood it, she just pretended to take a sip of wine, and looked out the window with a chic and wanton look.

Yin Yin was completely stagnant.

He studied the piano art for a long time, and no monster had dared to comment on him. He just said it casually, and Yan Ning pointed it out.

"I owe some free and easy feelings, and some less feelings? Tonight there is rain ... Girl might as well listen to the rain and play, and compose music casually, wouldn't it be more wonderful to remove the shackles of the score itself?"

This simple sentence, however, set off waves in Yin's heart.

Oh shit!

That's absolutely right!

Yes pole, yes pole!

Fuqin needs some free and easy, you need to truly integrate the emotion into it. If there is no emotion, then no matter how good the score is, it will not infect the listener.

"It makes so much sense!" Yin Ye was shocked to heaven for a while, and what shocked him even more was the words of Yan Ning: "Tonight there is rain ... girls may wish to listen to the rain and play, compose music, and remove the score Wouldn't it be more wonderful to be bound by it? "

"Rain tonight?"

"Listen to the rain, and compose casually?"

"Remove the shackles of the score itself ?!"

"Great!"

"Great!"

Yin Yan's eyes were bright, and he felt that this sentence was not just a comment on his tunes, but also a call to his cultivation.

Over the years, he has tried all kinds of methods in order to get through the calamity. As a result, in the end, he feared, and the more the calamity came, the more he was afraid.

Yan Ning had only been with him for less than half an hour, and he saw the weakness of his cultivation, and successfully pointed out his knot.

so amazing!

Such an expert is indeed worthy of the name of Immortal Master!

Yin Ye was so excited that if it wasn't for his identity, he would almost kneel on the spot and pay his respects to Yan Ning.

"Tonight is really worth it. If I can still get the guidance of Yan Ning in the future, then even if there is no spiritual treasure, I can definitely succeed with the repair!"

Yin Ye was very happy and immediately listened to Ye Yu's voice seriously. Then, after turning the score, she really started to play casually.

This song popped up, and the strings flicked, just like rain hitting the window sill, dripping into the dream, so that Yin Zhi himself was intoxicated in it, some could not help himself.

And Yan Ning stayed.

Huh?

Biao Di, bouncing, changing the song? !!

"Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Ding Dang ..."

"Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding ... Ding-Ding-Ding-Ding, Ding-Ding-Ding ... Ding-Ding-Ding ...

"..."

...

Rainy night.

A snow-white peacock flew back from the sorrow of the eagle.

As Yin Ye guessed, the stinky monkey had really killed the bottom of the sorrowful pond of the eagle, and also stolen three bottles of Qingfeng Yulu.

The other monsters guarding the sorrow of the eagle are naturally afraid to stop, and can only watch the stinky monkeys make trouble in the sorrow of the eagle.

When Xiaoqian went to the sorrow of the eagle, there was a mess under the cold lake, but the spring water of Qingfeng Yulu was still there, after all, the stink monkey didn't dare to really destroy this Lingquan.

But, unexpectedly ...

Fluttershy is gone!

According to other monsters, Kocho was taken away by the stink monkey, and when he took it away, he said, "If you want to close it, I will let it go!"

then……

There's no after that.

Xiao Qian had no way to find the stink monkey to ask for a butterfly, but she could barely collect half a bottle of Qingfeng Yulu in Lingquan, and then hurried back to Lan Ruo Temple.

"Faster faster!" Xiao Qian's wings fluttered constantly, flying in heavy rain. Fortunately, no accidents were encountered along the way.

Soon, Lan Ruo Temple arrived.

Looking at the Lan Ruo Temple in front of her, Xiao Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to fly straight away, but suddenly heard the voice of Guqin from the temple.

Moreover, Qu Yi is extremely superb.

It seems that the autumn rain of the night has been integrated into the piano.

"It sounds great, is it that the Supreme is playing Fuqin? But, I remember that the Supreme Qin art before ... hasn't reached this realm?" Xiao Qian was a little puzzled, and a little curious, so naturally she didn't speak up.

Quietly fall.

Leaned carefully out the window again.

Then her eyes widened.

In the inner house of the temple, at this moment, a very beautiful young man sat.

This face, she naturally remembered clearly, who is not Yan Ning? However, what she didn't want to understand was how Yanning appeared in Lan Ruo Temple.

But then, she seemed to understand something.

Because she saw the jade bananas on the table, and the silver knuckles who were sitting not far from Yanning and intoxicated in the Qin Qu Yan, especially the familiar white skirt on the silver knuckles.

"That's my skirt!" If Xiaoqian didn't understand what happened at this time, she would be really stupid.

It is clear.

After hearing Ning's words, Yanning rushed to Lan Ruo Temple the first time.

This was a day earlier than she and Cheer had planned. Then, I met Zun Shang in the temple. Although I don't know what happened when the two met, Zun changed into a skirt ...

The intention is naturally very clear!

Xiao Qian was thinking.

A closer look at Yan Ning reveals that Yan Ning's eyes are slightly closed, and half a glass of wine is still in his hand, which seems to be immersed in the supreme tune.

"If the bird is here, just ask it what happened, but it should be a delay if you want to respect him?" Xiaoqian thought of this, so she no longer hesitated, not even the wet white dress Time to change, they quietly entered through the side door.

One step, two steps, three steps ...

Xiao Qian tried not to let herself make a sound.

Finally, she entered the door of the inner room.

At that moment, Yin Ye's eyes suddenly opened, and Xiao Qian was seen at the door, which gave him a slight glance, and then nodded towards Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian got a gesture.

Immediately while Yan Ning closed her eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ carefully walked to the position of Yin Zhi.

And with a half bottle of 'Qingyufenglu' in both hands.

At this time, Yin Zhi stopped, the piano sound turned into a white light and flew out of the window while holding the hand toward Qingfeng Yulu.

"Click!"

The window was pushed open with a soft noise.

A cold wind blew in.

"call!"

The oil lamp was blown out by the wind in the inner room.

The wind and rain outside the temple remain.

However, the demon in the temple has been replaced.

At the same time, Yan Ning was awakened by the sound and opened her eyes again.

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