Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

Bai Ye chose an antique song, Ghost Story.She was originally a lone soul reborn from another world, consistent with the title of the song, and Quan Dang was blown to herself.

If you want to talk about things with Holi, that's good, I wish the beautiful Queen Mother to return to the West as soon as possible and become a new ghost.

The prelude of the song turns gracefully, and Bai Ye's eyes are closed, her eight fingers swing like clouds and water.

Emperor Yun's big black cloak lined her body more and more petite, half-faced fleece wrapped around her cheek, and her pure eyebrows were peaceful.

Her beauty has now surpassed everything.

Everyone was infatuated, as if shocked and as if trapped in the flute, with a very tangled expression.This woman is capable of writing, playing, and playing, and playing musical instruments. How could it be the straw bale that does nothing?

The flute sound is pure and free of impurities. Xue Fusu, who knows flute, gave such an assessment in his heart.

This level is not inferior to him, but he is more attentive.In her present state, she has perfectly presented the perfect state of nothing.

"A Wan, Qin." Emperor Yun, who kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his lips, but his eyes did not open.

Nan Wan, a masked maid caught in a flute, froze at the call of the master, then laughed and presented the precious seven-stringed guqin with eyes full of anticipation.

The flute circulates, and the soothing piano sounds also follow. Although Bai Ye closed his eyes, he knew who the piano sound came from.

That day the mulberry bamboo forest, this piano sound, slowly smoothed the pain of the door burning in her heart.

Emperor Yun, he just listened to it and remembered the tune.And this tune really needs to include musical instruments such as zither, and the ensemble will have more charm. Presumably he can hear it.

The sound of the piano flute fits perfectly, the water and milk blend together, and both players close their eyes, blend in and enjoy.

Suddenly, the flute jumped out of the long and graceful, and began to become dense and compact.This is the classic turning point of this song, catching the demon!

The sound of the piano also became full of tension in a flash, as if it had been foreseen that the flute would change beforehand, and there was no trace of violation.

It was as if the sense of urgency lurking in all directions impacted the brains of the onlookers. They seemed to be on the scene, feeling the ups and downs of the picture.

It is the story that always ends.

After the stormy waves, there was a long stream of calm water.

The song is over.

Bai Ye slowly opened her eyes and looked in that direction.But I found that the fox eyes that burst into evil spirits were also looking at themselves in an instant.

The eyes are opposite, she raised his lips, her mind was very simple, it was a heartfelt confidante.

The banquet was still surprisingly quiet. Everyone seemed to be insane, and couldn't bear to destroy this wonderful painting.

This night, I am afraid to be doomed to be talked about by the world and become a new resource after tea.

"Miao, really wonderful!" Han Shaoling broke out again to break the interaction between the two.

He clapped his hands and stood up from the seat. His eyes were astonishing: "This song really is unparalleled in the world. Xue Fusu is right. I have to believe that the champion of this year's Wushu Competition is Bai Ye. Who else has objections?

The men shook their heads and said no objection, and the women clearly envy envy and hate, and had to accept reality.

Han Shaoling smiled and turned to look at the incredible Bai Xiaoning: "Queen, are you satisfied with the gift from your sister?"

Bai Xiaoning laughed, and said insincerely: "Of course satisfied, the flute skills of Sanmei are really amazing!"