Chapter 427： All 1 joke (1/2)

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Gu Qingfeng sat on the horse's mammoth, raised his glass to drink with one hand, and played the piano with one hand.

Took a too empty glass, drinking Shuiyun wine.

It touches the guqin of Xiao Jin'er.

It's really everyone.

Whenever he asks questions, he plays.

If you can ask it, he will be able to play it, and the words are all mysterious and the songs are satisfactory.

The sky's sounds of piano, the sky's mystery, endless, endless, like roaring beasts, like flowers and flowers, more like the story of nature.

I do not know how long it has been.

Nobody knows.

I only know that there are fewer and fewer people asking questions, a thousand, a hundred, ten ... until no one asks.

Question?

What else to ask?

Just now, so many people have asked the tunes that they can ask, and the tunes that they can't ask have also been asked, from the classic tunes that are known to everyone, to the niche tunes that are rarely known, and he all It can be played with great satisfaction.

What else to ask?

What else to ask?

What else can I ask?

No more!

There is nothing to ask, and nothing to ask.

One of the people gathered in Taixuantai was one who stood motionless like a statue, staring, opening his mouth, and looking at it in shock and incredibleness, as if he had witnessed the appearance of the heavens.

Quiet.

Unparalleled silence. [Love ↑ go △ small ↓ said △ net WwW.AiQu]

Quiet to the extreme.

No one spoke, and no one breathed.

The countless people in the audience all looked at the white man with an exaggerated look.

He is still sitting on the horse, and sits casually on the sedan chair. He never looked up and watched the crowd from beginning to end. After playing, he put the guqin aside, continued drinking, and continued to refine the crystal , Very free and easy, very casual, and very indifferent.

Free and easy as if everything just happened had nothing to do with him from the beginning.

The random tunes just like the tunes just played for him are as simple as a meal.

It doesn't matter that he never took it seriously from the beginning.

Looking at the leisurely white man, there was no way for everyone to return to God.

con man?

Is he a liar?

How could he be a liar.

How can a person who can pop all the mysteries of Feng Ling Po from my listener, can be a liar, a person who can pop all the tunes of thunder, dragon yelling, sea rage, cloud crane, etc., how can it be con man.

At this moment, everyone realized that the person in front of him was not a liar.

It is no longer important whether or not the Xiaoqinghua language was modified by him.

A person who can pop all the tunes of the world into the mysterious world no longer needs to prove whether he has modified the Xiaoqinghua language. It has no meaning at all, just like a martial art master, there is no need to prove whether this boxing technique was created by him.