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"Could the senior be Sheng Yinzi?" The woman turned her eyes, and when she saw the beautiful woman, there was an indescribable shock in her heart.

The beautiful woman didn't answer the woman's question, but turned her eyes to the old man and said: "Lingyinge is a follow-up person."

The beautiful woman said to Fang Hao again: "This woman is extremely talented in music, can the Young Master be elegant and interesting?"

Fang Hao said, "I just want to hear it."

"Go ahead, sing a song!" said the beautiful woman.

In terms of music ability, Qin Wan'er is inferior in front of beautiful women.

Moreover, Qin Wan'er's eyes also showed a color full of longing for beautiful women.

Obviously, Qin Wan'er must be a woman who admires beautiful women very much.

"Ok."

Qin Wan'er first slowly closed his eyes to adjust the current excitement, excitement and nervousness.

After a while, she took a breath, stroked the guzheng, glanced at Fang Hao, smiled slightly, and began to play.

At this moment, the sounds of playing and singing were combined to form a superior song.

As soon as the sound fell, I fully entered the world of listening. The sound of the piano was long and clear, relaxed and happy, and the high mine was smooth, sometimes like a lone leaf falling down in the cold wind, sometimes like a mountain spring straight down the mountain stream.

A burst of singing is coming into his ears in an endless stream.

The beauty of the city, among the flowers, enjoy the nostalgia.

You dance the sword, I sing, gin and wine antithetical song.

In front of Loulan Terrace, I thought of you Qingwu and picked up the sword all over the sky.

The breeze hunts and hunts, the red dress and Qingyan still stay for you.

The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are always there with the years.

The love in the dream, the thought in the heart, fade away and pale.

Chunhuaqiuyue, three steps to reciting you and writing poetry are extraordinary.

The prosperous world, for Qing Qingcheng farewell to the song of long hatred.

The world is prosperous, for Qing Qingcheng to bid farewell to the long night.

Playing and singing in the intermission, the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. The remnants of the wind hit the heart, and the difference between life and death is thousands of years.

The beautiful melody of the Guzheng is pleasing and domineering, and the last sound of the piano fell, and suddenly I felt that I was under the spring and autumn night sky, watching the night sky fill the whole night sky, like the autumn breeze, the feeling of coolness rushed into my heart, and the sound of the piano was fluttering. After dancing, the lingering sound still lingers in the ears.

Accompanied by the singing, I completely fell into her realm. This unknown piece of music made Fang Hao not know what words to use.

In a word, it is that the singing is good, the playing is beautiful, and it makes people linger.

"Yes, the ninth-order temperament is so well grasped." The beautiful woman smiled.

"Young Lord, do you still want to listen to any tunes?" the beautiful woman asked.

What she meant was just let Qin Wan'er play and sing.

However, in this Lingyin Pavilion, apart from Qin Wan'er, it is estimated that only beautiful women's music can be better.

"Anything." Fang Hao nodded.

It is rare to relax for a day or two, and he will definitely enjoy it.

Actually, it’s not that Fang Hao wanted to enjoy it. It was the three warriors who accompanied him to the deserted ancient sanctuary. It was intentionally or unintentionally. He wanted to stay here for two or three days. The purpose of course was to pay homage to them. People of Jinlan.

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Time flickered, and six hours passed.

If it's too late today, it's also time for Fang Hao to leave the Lingyin Pavilion.

The beautiful woman said: "The leader of the Luohua area has been waiting outside the Luohua Courtyard for several hours. Can Young Master want to see him?"

Fang Hao nodded and said: "Yeah."

In fact, this beautiful woman has always known that the leader of the Luohua area is coming, but she didn't notify her. She didn't want others to disturb Fang Hao's Yaxing.

The beautiful woman said again: "I have arranged for him to wait for the Young Master in the Changshui Tower of the Luohua Courtyard."

Fang Hao asked: "Aren't you coming with me?"

The beautiful woman said: "I have something to do with Miss Wan'er personally."

Fang Hao replied, "Okay, I'll go there first."

After that, Fang Hao immediately walked towards the outside of Lingyin Pavilion.

As for what the beautiful woman wants to explain, it must be something about her music.

And Fang Hao didn't know anything about music, he didn't know what rhythm is at all, he only knew whether it sounded good or not.

When they walked out of the Lingyin Pavilion, the two middle-aged men saluted Fang Hao.

They were the ones who came to pick Fang Hao to Changshui Tower.

In this flower-dropping area, no one really dared to be arrogant against each other.

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After half a stick of incense.

In the Changshui Building.

When Fang Hao had just entered the Changshui Tower, more than a dozen warriors immediately bowed to Fang Hao.

"See Young Master!"

These dozen or so warriors are all strong in the Luohua area, and are also the core figures in the Luohua area.

Fang Hao said, "You are welcome."

After all, Fang Hao looked at the middle-aged man standing in the front of the crowd.

This person turned out to be an orc with the appearance of an elder bull's head, and he turned out to be the leader of the falling flower area.

This is incompatible with the elegance of the falling flower area.

After all, the Luohua area is a place of elegance, and he is a cow. So soon, he should have said that he played the piano to the cow.

Fang Hao asked: "Actually, I have nothing to do. I just passed by here You have the intention to come to visit me, I am very happy."

"Young Saint Lord, what are you talking about? As a subordinate force, it is a matter of course to come to participate in Young Saint Lord." The head of the bull head arched his hands.

They also knew that Fang Hao had created all kinds of brilliance and legends during his time in Tiansheng Academy.

Moreover, it was an honor to see it today.

What surprised them most was that Fang Hao was such a nice person.

This is the blessing of Sanctuary.

"Young Holy Master, if there is any need, I will definitely help, even if it is going up to the mountain of swords and going down to the sea of ??fire, I will not hesitate to do so."

This bull head leader is not a polite remark, he really has this determination.

"Yeah, yes." Fang Hao nodded.

Now he doesn't have any forces that need to be in the Falling Flower area.

Fang Hao curiously asked, "How come your horns are blue?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the bull head said straightly: "I am a bull orc."

Slap!

Suddenly, the two horns of the tauren actually released blue thunder and lightning.

"It turned out to be like this." Fang Hao let out a sigh of relief slowly.

Although he had seen a lot of orcs and knew that there were many types of orcs, it was the first time he saw the orcs of the orcs.

It can be said that this cow orc is a rare breed.

Fang Hao said again: "Take a good rest, there may be a fierce battle in the future."

Fang Hao didn't say what kind of battle it was, but it also showed his ambition.

Hearing that, this group of people answered the question once again.

Not only the forces in the Fallen Flower area, but the forces in the entire Desolate Ancient Sanctuary, will not be able to avoid a great battle.

Because of his ambition, it doesn't stop there!