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Chapter 663 Love This Kind of Thing (Third Watch)

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    Qingfengju, Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue came to find Zhuge Qingfeng.

    Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the two of them. Tomorrow is the day of Mingyue's engagement. Are Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue coming to him today to make the last effort?

    "Let's all step back." Zhuge Mingyue said to the attendants of Qingfengju.

    Zhuge Qingfeng looked at Zhuge Mingyue curiously, but heard Ye Futian say: "Uncle, I would like to invite you to taste a piano piece."

    "Floating world music?" Zhuge Qingfeng smiled and said: "I have listened to it many times these days, the artistic conception is transcendent, the song of the emperor."

    "This time, something is different." Ye Futian said.

    "Oh?" Zhuge Qingfeng asked curiously, "Then I'll listen to it."

    "Can Qingfengju be banned?" Ye Futian said again, Zhuge Qingfeng showed a strange look, but he nodded, a purple light flashed in his pupils, he looked up at the void, and the world was endless in an instant  The aura surged, as if turning into strands of runes, like an enchantment, directly sealing off this area.

    "Okay." Zhuge Qingfeng said to Ye Futian.

    "Thank you, Uncle." Ye Futian nodded, and then came to a place to sit cross-legged, his demeanor became peaceful, and Guqin horror appeared in front of him.

    Both Zhuge Qingfeng and Zhuge Mingyue sat aside, quietly watching Ye Futian play.

    The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the two quietly admired it, as if they were in a painting.

    That is the picture of two teenagers roaming the world, unrestrained, free and easy, and Zhuge Qingfeng felt touched. When the two emperors walked the world, since they were teenagers, what kind of friendship was that, and why did Emperor Ye Qing become a taboo in the end.

    The sound of the piano continued, and the artistic conception changed little by little, from melodious to calm, then to high-pitched and passionate, and a magnificent picture appeared in his mind. Zhuge Qingfeng closed his eyes and listened quietly, even for a strong man like him listening to Ukiyo  , will still feel that this is a kind of enjoyment.

    He seemed to be intoxicated by it. Gradually, he felt the aura of the emperor rushing towards his face from the qin music, the arrogance of arrogance to the world, and the desire to hold the sword in hand and command China.

    "No." Zhuge Qingfeng was immersed in the sound of the piano, and suddenly felt something was wrong. How could this artistic conception be so strong, stronger than ever.

    Opening his eyes, he saw that handsome young man was still playing the piano, his fingers were spinning, and a golden radiance was looming on his body. It was a detached demeanor, as if Ye Futian had transformed into a young emperor at this moment, like  When Shuangdi was young, he composed this qin melody there, and he seemed to be integrated with the qin melody. The artistic conception was not only the artistic conception in the qin melody, but also the artistic conception in him.

    Zhuge Qingfeng's expression suddenly released a dazzling brilliance. He looked up at the surrounding world. The speed of the aura between the sky and the earth seemed to be controlled by the music of the piano. The endless aura of light fell down and descended on Ye Futian's body, making him bathe  Incomparably sacred seven-color light.

    But Ye Futian was still playing quietly, and the artistic conception of the music was still getting stronger. He seemed to want to fully reveal the artistic conception of Ukiyoqu. This top ten famous songs in China seemed to be truly releasing its brilliance at this moment.

    Zhuge Mingyue smiled and watched Ye Futian play, not too surprised, as if the younger brother should be like this.

    The artistic conception was still getting stronger, Zhuge Qingfeng didn't speak, let alone interrupt Ye Futian. At this moment, he looked at the young man sitting cross-legged, and he felt an extremely frightening feeling. He wanted to worship him, as if he was in front of him.  The characters are themselves a generation of emperors, or descendants of emperors.

    It suddenly occurred to him that he only knew that Ye Futian's extraordinary talent came from the same place as his daughter, the Eastern Wasteland.

    However, where did Ye Futian come from?

    Why, he has this kind of power in him, like the power of an emperor, this is simply incredible.

    Finally, the sound of the piano gradually calmed down and stopped, but Zhuge Qingfeng's heart was not at peace. The piano music seemed to be still echoing in his mind at this moment, and the artistic conception seemed to be lingering.

    "Uncle, how about this piano piece?" Ye Futian raised his head, looking at Zhuge Qingfeng with clear eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

    Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the young man in front of him seriously. Ye Futian was naturally extremely handsome, and it was rare to see such a handsome person. His eyes were clean and clear, but he seemed unable to see through.

    "Perfect." Zhuge Qingfeng said.

    "Thank you uncle for your praise." Ye Futian said: "This qin song comes from the Tianshan Mountains in the Eastern Barren Territory. The Emperor Shuang once left a qin song there, which is Ukiyo, and I got it."

    Zhuge Qingfeng nodded, he knew about it.As soon as the fish turned white, Xuanwu City became a sensation.

    The day of Bai Luli and Zhuge Mingyue's engagement has finally arrived, and countless people are looking forward to it.

    In the early morning, the weather was slightly cool. On the top of a lone peak next to Wolong Mountain, there stood a figure in white clothes. He looked into the distance and could directly see the prosperity of Wolong Mountain from here.

    He held a letter in his hand, with a line of handwriting on it, and a shocking blood-colored handwriting.

    He has stood here all night, thinking.

    The teacher once said that there is the greatest reason in this world, and everything in the world has a reason to be found.

    But now, he finds that what the teacher seems to say is not all right, love is also very unreasonable!

    ps; the third update is here, can I change a few monthly tickets?
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