"Using a flute to control the sword... can actually be explained as using love to control the sword. This feeling can be my anger, the person I love, or the feeling of joy."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed and he realized a lot.

For three consecutive days, Lin Yun was immersed in the practice of the flute sound, and he completely threw the sword behind his head. Because his emotions were all integrated into the flute sound, changing with the flute sound, joy and sorrow, passion and passion,

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are all in it.

Although he had already finished his sword, Zi Yuan Feiwu had been more than twice as hard as he was able to make more than a few times. The reversal of Zi Yuan's sword formation was no longer hindered.

This time, Lin Yun also forgot about Zi Yuan Feiwu. He had no music score or fingering, but only what he thought in his heart.

A heartbreaking song, where can I find a soulmate in the world!

He played this song for himself, and at the end of the song, countless emotions lingered in his heart and could not dissipate.

Lin Yun picked up the purple jade sacred bamboo flute and played it again. The sound of the flute was like crying and complaining, making a sound of desolate and sad sound, which made people feel sad.

He thought of the death of Brother Xinjue, and he thought of the heavy snow in the imperial capital, as if pear blossoms were blooming. For him, Xinyan married her most hated enemy, and that day he was extremely sad.

A song of pear blossoms fades, only roses are red in the snow!

This song was played for Senior Sister Xinyan, like the Qin Dynasty that day, who was happy and worried for whom, and whom she drew her sword and never looked back.

The sound of the flute is rising, and this song is played by Lin Yun for Yue Weiwei, and a song is smiling, how can the past be remembered from the beginning?

The sound of the flute is changing, and Lin Yun plays it for Su Ziyao. A song of reincarnation is painful, where can I meet you again in this body?

Finally, he turned all his emotions into full of passion and played unprecedented pride and pride. This song was played for the sword in his hand, and a song was chaotic, and this sword was born extraordinary. The clouds were not my intentions, and I could just click my fingers.

a thousand years!

[Chapter 1 is delivered, there is a little card text. There will definitely be some in the evening, so everyone will come to see it tomorrow morning. Also, thank you to the boss Yu Qingfeng for rewarding 300,000 Zongheng coins. Today, the card text cannot be written 10,000 words, I tell you.
Chapter completed!