Chapter 79 (1/2)

The sound of flute and drum is becoming more and more sharp, almost breaking through the roof and rushing straight to the blue cloud.

Ryukyu frowned slightly. If he didn't stop it, the hall would have to be demolished by the two men.

Moreover, even if xuanyuanche and Dugu Ye didn't aim at the people in the hall, such internal power surge could also kill people who don't know martial arts.

She can ignore other people in the palace, but she can't ignore xuanyuanche's mother and concubine.

Squinting at the corner of the main hall, the women who have fainted and are in charge of musical instruments have everything there.

He got up and walked quickly to the ancient zither of one or seven strings. Ryukyu sat on his knees, held back his restlessness and reached out his fingers to adjust the tune.

Guqin, she touched it for the first time. I hope this body still remembers how to play it.

”Clank clank clank.” At the beginning, it was hard to hear. Gradually, it was on the right track. It was a first-class instrument skill of Ryukyu.

It's not as clear as flute, nor as solemn as drum. It's lingering and graceful.

It's like the wind and moon tower on the Qinhuai River, the lingering land that comes and goes, the sweet words that surround the ears, the inch and the fragrant tongue that you hear, the graceful posture, a smile that swings all kinds of customs.

The sound of the zither is extremely lingering. In a murderous situation, it's like 18 girls in a wind moon arena enter the murdering arena by mistake. Don't knead what you can't say.