"please!"

Ling Tian played with the jade flute, but listened to Huang Yaoshi's flute sound.

Naturally no one came to judge this competition. However, Ling Tian and Huang Yaoshi are both arrogant people, so they naturally won’t do anything to cheat!

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi played slowly, but there was a gust of spring breeze.

Huang Yaoshi's white shirt was floating, and his eyes stared at the pavilion, where a woman was sitting there. At first, Huang Yaoshi did not start playing immediately, but he remained motionless for a long time. After a long time, an indescribable emotion slowly appeared in his eyes. Then Huang Yaoshi raised the jade flute in his hand. Every time the jade flute was raised, the expression in his eyes increased a little affection.

The first flute sounded, and the sound was filled with deep affection. This was a song of phoenix asking for the phoenix, which was completely showing love to his wife.

Ling Tian was speechless, listening quietly to this beautiful music. He knew in his heart that this music was completely the love of Huang Yaoshi. However, this love was too beautiful, and the sound of the flute was too beautiful. Some were beautiful, and everything was happiness.

It is fleeting, but it echoes for a long time.

Ling Tian sighed lightly: "Love, love, is an immortal song, it's a pity."

Huang Yaoshi slowly dropped the jade flute, staring at his wife with affection, and Ling Tian’s sigh came to his ears.

Huang Yaoshi woke up from the deep affection, stared at Ling Tian with a hint of surprise: "What's wrong with this love between Ling Tian?"

Asked softly, Ling Tian looked at the lake with vicissitudes of life. He sighed long, but looked at the woman again.

The woman is Feng Heng and Huang Rong's mother.

Feng Heng stared at Ling Tian, ​​but was touched. I don’t know how much I experienced this vicissitudes of gaze.

"It's really affectionate, but it's a pity that love is not so easy, nor is it that simple. Huang Yaoshi's flute sound contains happiness and joy, but lacks the ups and downs of the road of love! Only by going through hardships can you know the beauty of beautiful things!"

A chuckling appeared in Ling Tian, ​​and his vicissitudes of his eyes showed a slight determination.

Huang Yaoshi was surprised and shocked. Feng Heng was the same, but he stared at Huang Yaoshi and showed a bitter smile.

Huang Yaoshi knew that he lost, he lost completely. The sound of Xiaoyin interpreted life, but Huang Yaoshi had no complete experience. I have to say that Huang Yaoshi was speechless, and his experience was not as good as a boy.

Ling Tian slowly lifted the jade flute and slowly spoke vicissitudes of life: "This is a girl. Although she has a beautiful face, she is lingering in sick bed all year round because of her weak body. This girl rarely goes out. Her biggest pleasure is to watch the flowers bloom and fade in the courtyard, and watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.

That day, the flowers bloomed in the flower garden. She enjoyed it for a whole day and felt very happy. That night, a strong wind blew and light rain. Thousands of blooming flowers withered overnight."

Ling Tian said, the sky had fallen flowers. The flowers slowly drifted, with even more desolation and loneliness.

Ling Tian roared at the divine sword on his waist, and even though he was out of the sheath, he whined in the bluestone sword.

"'Burning Flower Song', the remaining flowers are separated, like a desolate woman. The woman is sad, yesterday is still a colorful flower, but today withered like this. When the woman dies, she dies in the flowers. The woman wants to be buried in the flowers, like a life like a desolate flower. With a sword coming from the west, the remaining flowers wither! This is not loneliness, this is just my loneliness!"

Ling Tian chuckled and then blew the jade flute!

A song of burying flowers makes hundreds of people hurt their souls.

Jian Xiao interprets a set of peerless sword techniques. This is the "Burning Flower Sword Technique", and it is also the loneliness in Ling Tian's heart. Ling Tian once thought that this sword technique interprets loneliness and loneliness

Unfortunately, this loneliness and loneliness are entirely Ximen Chuxue. Perhaps the swordsmanship is top-notch, so this person is naturally not Ximen Chuxue. In the past few days, Ling Tian has entered the innate world and finally knows this artistic conception in his heart.

The "Burning Flower Sword Technique" comes from the "Burning Flower Sword Yin". Which sad girl comes from? The beautiful woman Lin Daiyu. Lin Daiyu is the core of the "Burning Flower Sword Technique" and is also the sword intent of the Burning Flower Sword Technique.

Ling Tian was playing the flute, but he was performing his own sword technique. The sound of the flute was sobbing and crying. The once colorful and strange colors, and the thousands of scenery, slowly appeared in everyone's hearts, and then slowly disappeared, eventually turning into nothingness and becoming a ray of melancholy

Suddenly, the Yellow Spring Sword shone with the remaining flowers. This magical sword with Lingtian's sword intent has already emitted endless remaining flowers. The remaining flowers slowly floated and gathered a perfect woman. This woman's vicissitudes are resentful. She slowly stepped on her steps, but stared at the remaining flowers with sadness, her eyes containing tears, slowly walking towards Lingtian.

The woman sighed and slowly made a sound with the sword roar: "The flowers faded and the flowers flew all over the sky, and the fragrance faded. Who would have pity? The silk is soft and the floating on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins gently touched the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring evening, and has nowhere to tell her sorrow. She hoeed the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir and endured the fallen flowers and watched the fallen flowers gradually fall, which is when the beauty dies. Once the spring is over, the beauty is old and the flowers fall, and the two of them are dead!"

A song of "Burning Flowers" and a song of "Burning Flowers"!

Feng Heng burst into tears, and Huang Yaoshi also had two lines of tears. Even the old naughty boy was silently crying at this moment, murmured: "Yinggu!"

The beautiful woman finally dissipated, and the Huangquan Sword stopped moaning.

Ling Tian sighed lightly. This "Burning Flower Sword Technique" containing the sword intent has turned into Ling Tian's sword technique. A lonely sword technique, a sad sword technique!

The Huangquan Sword returns to the sheath, and the surroundings are still desolate.

Huang Yaoshi sighed: "I lost and convinced me!"

Huang Yaoshi stared at Ling Tian without a trace of arrogance. The sound of the flute interpreted a set of swordsmanship, which even more interpreted an artistic conception. Huang Yaoshi was convinced and staring at Ling Tian was incredible: "What a beautiful boy, I am convinced."

Huang Yaoshi was arrogant and did not allow himself to lose. However, Huang Yaoshi was convinced now.

Feng Heng stared at Ling Tian and sighed: "I don't know what this child has experienced, but he actually interprets this kind of vicissitudes and sorrow."

Ling Tian recalled it and felt that his "Burning Flower Sword Technique" had improved and he understood his own sword intent.

At this moment, Ling Tian smiled indifferently and looked at Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi threw out a golden bag: "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, this is the soft hedgehog armor!"

The old naughty boy was speechless and handed the 'Nine Yin Scriptures' to Ling Tian: "Just read it once!"
Chapter completed!