Chapter: 964
Accompanied by this impassioned song, everyone's mood was mobilized. This kind of arrogance of a golden horse and iron horse made many people's hearts turbulent and unable to calm down for a long time.
"It's a pity that it happened in vain!"
When the Ci Fu reached the end, the most passionate and surging emotions finally fell down. It turned out that the grand and magnificent military appearance, the battle of the horse and the horse, the brilliant victory, and the fame of the future were all dreams.
A strong sense of regret and tragedy is vividly interpreted in this last sentence. In the end, it turned out to be all a dream. What a reconciled and regrettable thing!
After hearing the last sentence, the people around all substituted in one after another, and actually sighed faintly, the emotions of unwillingness and regret reached the extreme.
Boom!
At this moment, the big drum, which was originally silent, suddenly buzzed, bursting out with a terrifying light...
"Looking at the sword while drunk, blowing the horn in the dream. The eight hundred miles are divided into fire, and the fifty strings are turned outside the fortress. The soldiers are ordered in autumn on the battlefield, the horses are flying fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. The king's world is over. Winning fame before and after life. Poor thing happened for nothing!"
The people around were still immersed in the artistic conception of this song, and everyone was shocked by this song.
The ambition at the beginning of the song made everyone feel excited and ambitious, but the sentence at the end, which happened in vain, expressed countless sorrows and regrets, which made everyone lament. in my heart.
Even Huangfu Jiji, after listening to this song, his handsome face showed a hint of deep thought. There is no doubt that he was involuntarily immersed in the artistic conception of this song just now.
On the edge of the stage, Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes are shining brightly. She is actually in this song, and she can't see the slightest flaw. Everything is so perfect, whether it is the passionate scene on the battlefield or the final missed battle. The lament, everything is so reasonable.
boom!
On the surface of the morning bell and evening drum, terrifying and dazzling rays of light erupted, and the rays of light became more and more blazing, and the sound of the drum was continuously transmitted from the drum surface, as if expressing the excitement at the moment.
The moment this ray of light rose to the extreme, a beam of light that pierced the sky shot up into the sky, and at this moment, the huge stage trembled violently, and then collapsed inch by inch.
Mo Yan Wushang and Huangfu Jiji's expressions changed slightly, and they quickly used their body skills to leave the stage, and they were on the stage with solemn expressions.
The beam of light gradually disappeared, and the morning bell and evening drum slowly appeared in front of everyone. On the surface of the big drum, the rusty traces had completely disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen stomped on the soles of his feet and left the stage. Looking up at the huge drum floating above the stage, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. This morning bell and evening drum was not simple.
A terrifying aura gushed out from the morning bell and evening drum, this aura far surpassed the level of the earth-level spirit treasure.
"My God! The consecration of the morning bell and evening drum was successful. Doesn't that mean that the second prince lost the bet between Zhuo Wen and His Highness the Second Prince?"
"Who the hell is this son? Not only did he ring the bell in the morning and the drum ten times in the evening, but he also consecrated him successfully in the end."
Feeling the powerful aura bursting out from the morning bell and evening drum, there was a commotion all around, and a hint of shock appeared in everyone's eyes. No one expected that the morning bell and evening drum consecration was finally successful.
And the person who successfully consecrated it was the little-known Zhuo Wen who was carrying the green coffin in front of him.
In Lanyue Pavilion, the atmosphere became extremely quiet at this moment, and everyone stared blankly at the morning bell and evening drum that had been successfully consecrated.
"The consecration was successful?"
Wen Aoxue's tender body trembled, her beautiful eyes were already filled with shock, she suddenly realized that she had seriously underestimated that young man named Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Wen Aoxue couldn't help but hear Lu Yitao's words back then, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "It turns out that the strongest person in Muqin County is not Lu Yitao, but Zhuo Wen."
Mu Xue, who was sitting in the corner by the window, had a slight smile on his lips, and his beautiful eyes were quietly staring at the glowing morning bell and evening drum, as well as his back under the light.
There was a look of joy in Mo Yan Wushang's eyes, and he bowed to Zhuo Wen Yingying, smiled and said: "Young master, you have done Wushang a big favor this time, and Wushang will play a solo for you tonight, "" Bodhisattva Man."
As soon as Mo Yan Wushang's words came out, everyone around showed their expressions of emotion. I really didn't expect that the one who finally got this opportunity was actually this unknown young man in front of me.
Huangfu Wuji's face was gloomy, he was robbed of Zhuo Wen's limelight today, he was used to being aloof, so he was naturally very upset.
"Then I would like to thank Miss Wushang for showing her love."
The corner of his mouth raised, and Zhuo Wen bowed his hands to thank him. Now he is actually quite eager to enter the realm of Tongxuan again. He will enter the imperial city tomorrow. I am afraid that the Nine Counties War will officially start at that time, and his strength is not enough.
"Young Master Zhuo, you are being polite. This was originally Wushang's promise."
Mo Yan Wushang smiled sweetly, and with a wave of his jade hand, the big drum suspended in the sky was taken into the spirit ring by him.
The morning bell and evening drum are still in the process of consecration, and the consecration will take at least two hours. Now, only when the light on the surface of the big drum is completely subdued and the original face is revealed, can we know the grade of the Lingbao of the big drum. .
Mo Yan Wushang obviously didn't want others to know the rank of the morning bell and evening drum, so he included it in the spirit ring in advance.
"Then, now, our honorable Second Prince, it is clear who wins and who loses in the bet, right? Then, please fulfill the betting agreement, Your Highness the Second Prince!"
Turning around slowly, Zhuo Wen focused his eyes on Huangfu Wuji, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, everyone around focused their eyes on Huangfu Jiji, and they were all curious about how Huangfu Jiji would make a choice, after all, Huangfu Jiji personally proposed this bet. JrNovels.com
"It's a pity that it happened in vain!"
When the Ci Fu reached the end, the most passionate and surging emotions finally fell down. It turned out that the grand and magnificent military appearance, the battle of the horse and the horse, the brilliant victory, and the fame of the future were all dreams.
A strong sense of regret and tragedy is vividly interpreted in this last sentence. In the end, it turned out to be all a dream. What a reconciled and regrettable thing!
After hearing the last sentence, the people around all substituted in one after another, and actually sighed faintly, the emotions of unwillingness and regret reached the extreme.
Boom!
At this moment, the big drum, which was originally silent, suddenly buzzed, bursting out with a terrifying light...
"Looking at the sword while drunk, blowing the horn in the dream. The eight hundred miles are divided into fire, and the fifty strings are turned outside the fortress. The soldiers are ordered in autumn on the battlefield, the horses are flying fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. The king's world is over. Winning fame before and after life. Poor thing happened for nothing!"
The people around were still immersed in the artistic conception of this song, and everyone was shocked by this song.
The ambition at the beginning of the song made everyone feel excited and ambitious, but the sentence at the end, which happened in vain, expressed countless sorrows and regrets, which made everyone lament. in my heart.
Even Huangfu Jiji, after listening to this song, his handsome face showed a hint of deep thought. There is no doubt that he was involuntarily immersed in the artistic conception of this song just now.
On the edge of the stage, Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes are shining brightly. She is actually in this song, and she can't see the slightest flaw. Everything is so perfect, whether it is the passionate scene on the battlefield or the final missed battle. The lament, everything is so reasonable.
boom!
On the surface of the morning bell and evening drum, terrifying and dazzling rays of light erupted, and the rays of light became more and more blazing, and the sound of the drum was continuously transmitted from the drum surface, as if expressing the excitement at the moment.
The moment this ray of light rose to the extreme, a beam of light that pierced the sky shot up into the sky, and at this moment, the huge stage trembled violently, and then collapsed inch by inch.
Mo Yan Wushang and Huangfu Jiji's expressions changed slightly, and they quickly used their body skills to leave the stage, and they were on the stage with solemn expressions.
The beam of light gradually disappeared, and the morning bell and evening drum slowly appeared in front of everyone. On the surface of the big drum, the rusty traces had completely disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen stomped on the soles of his feet and left the stage. Looking up at the huge drum floating above the stage, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. This morning bell and evening drum was not simple.
A terrifying aura gushed out from the morning bell and evening drum, this aura far surpassed the level of the earth-level spirit treasure.
"My God! The consecration of the morning bell and evening drum was successful. Doesn't that mean that the second prince lost the bet between Zhuo Wen and His Highness the Second Prince?"
"Who the hell is this son? Not only did he ring the bell in the morning and the drum ten times in the evening, but he also consecrated him successfully in the end."
Feeling the powerful aura bursting out from the morning bell and evening drum, there was a commotion all around, and a hint of shock appeared in everyone's eyes. No one expected that the morning bell and evening drum consecration was finally successful.
And the person who successfully consecrated it was the little-known Zhuo Wen who was carrying the green coffin in front of him.
In Lanyue Pavilion, the atmosphere became extremely quiet at this moment, and everyone stared blankly at the morning bell and evening drum that had been successfully consecrated.
"The consecration was successful?"
Wen Aoxue's tender body trembled, her beautiful eyes were already filled with shock, she suddenly realized that she had seriously underestimated that young man named Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Wen Aoxue couldn't help but hear Lu Yitao's words back then, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "It turns out that the strongest person in Muqin County is not Lu Yitao, but Zhuo Wen."
Mu Xue, who was sitting in the corner by the window, had a slight smile on his lips, and his beautiful eyes were quietly staring at the glowing morning bell and evening drum, as well as his back under the light.
There was a look of joy in Mo Yan Wushang's eyes, and he bowed to Zhuo Wen Yingying, smiled and said: "Young master, you have done Wushang a big favor this time, and Wushang will play a solo for you tonight, "" Bodhisattva Man."
As soon as Mo Yan Wushang's words came out, everyone around showed their expressions of emotion. I really didn't expect that the one who finally got this opportunity was actually this unknown young man in front of me.
Huangfu Wuji's face was gloomy, he was robbed of Zhuo Wen's limelight today, he was used to being aloof, so he was naturally very upset.
"Then I would like to thank Miss Wushang for showing her love."
The corner of his mouth raised, and Zhuo Wen bowed his hands to thank him. Now he is actually quite eager to enter the realm of Tongxuan again. He will enter the imperial city tomorrow. I am afraid that the Nine Counties War will officially start at that time, and his strength is not enough.
"Young Master Zhuo, you are being polite. This was originally Wushang's promise."
Mo Yan Wushang smiled sweetly, and with a wave of his jade hand, the big drum suspended in the sky was taken into the spirit ring by him.
The morning bell and evening drum are still in the process of consecration, and the consecration will take at least two hours. Now, only when the light on the surface of the big drum is completely subdued and the original face is revealed, can we know the grade of the Lingbao of the big drum. .
Mo Yan Wushang obviously didn't want others to know the rank of the morning bell and evening drum, so he included it in the spirit ring in advance.
"Then, now, our honorable Second Prince, it is clear who wins and who loses in the bet, right? Then, please fulfill the betting agreement, Your Highness the Second Prince!"
Turning around slowly, Zhuo Wen focused his eyes on Huangfu Wuji, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, everyone around focused their eyes on Huangfu Jiji, and they were all curious about how Huangfu Jiji would make a choice, after all, Huangfu Jiji personally proposed this bet. JrNovels.com
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