Three thousand six hundred and seventeenth chapter see good

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The Tianlong Bodyguard should not dare to tell lies to the Qingyun Sect, so Lu Xuan's claim to be the bodyguard of the Tianlong Bodyguard Bureau is completely false! In Ma Renping's opinion, Lu Xuan should have fled in fear and left Ping'an Town.

But what Ma Renping didn't expect was that Lu Xuan was still in Ping'an Town and was traveling to Cihu with Pavilion Master Wan! Seeing Lu Xuan again, Ma Renping became murderous again! "Brother Ma, I'm just a nobody."

," Lu Xuan said with a grin.

Ma Renping sneered and said: "No matter what your identity is, you can't escape being involved in the death of my sect disciple Shi Yunfei!"

"Master Ma!"

Just when Ma Renping was about to attack, Pavilion Master Wan smiled coquettishly and said, "You are here to play too, please don't spoil everyone's interest, okay?"

Ma Renping was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, for Pavilion Master Wan's sake, I won't argue with you for now, but I won't let this matter go like this!"

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Ma just sang a song, how about you sing too?"

Pavilion Master Wan looked at Lu Xuan and said with a smile.

Sing a song?

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes. He, a person who accepts modern culture, can sing nonsense songs! "I can't," Lu Xuan waved his hands and said.

"hehe!"

Ma Renping sneered and said: "Pavilion Master Wan, look at how tall and thick he is. He looks like a black coal. Don't embarrass such a rough man."

"If Pavilion Master Wan still wants to hear it, it won't be a big deal if I sing another song!"

Pavilion Master Wan did not speak, but blinked at Lu Xuan, meaning Mr. Ma belittles you like this, can you bear it?

This little girl who is afraid of chaos in the world! Lu Xuan is angry and funny, but he doesn't want to steal the limelight from Ma Renping at all.

"Master Ma is right, how can such a rough man know how to sing!"

"I really don't know what Pavilion Master Wan saw in him and why he invited him to travel with him."

"——" A harsh voice came out, and people on the surrounding cruise ships stood on Ma Renping's side and sneered at Lu Xuan.

There is no way, Mr. Ma is the young master of the Qingyun Sect, so of course these people must find an opportunity to show their kindness to Mr. Ma.

Under everyone's contemptuous gazes, Lu Xuan smiled and said, "Since Pavilion Master Wan invites you so kindly, I would be disrespectful."

Everyone was shocked, but they sneered in their hearts. The music sung by such a rough man was probably like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Everyone still despises Lu Xuan, waiting for him to make a fool of himself - "Ahem!"

Lu Xuan cleared his throat. Finally, he slowly opened his mouth and sang with a very vicissitudes of voice: You and I are both mortals. We are born in this world and have to rush around all day long. Since we are not immortals, we will inevitably have distracting thoughts about morality and justice.

There are so many men in the middle of the word "profit", how many birds in the same forest have turned into beauty when they are angry, they have become flying swallows. Life is so short, why do you have to work so hard. When your lover is gone, who can you complain to? When have you ever seen that the world has changed for people?

Does the face you dream of count as having spring? A novel tune with a heroic and hoarse voice. This tune, which no one has ever heard before, seems to sing all the vicissitudes of the world, and also seems to sing a hero.

The general lofty sentiments make people feel excited and helpless in life.

What's even more unbelievable is that people who have listened to it once can't help but start to catch it. It's so rhyming and catchy! It's wonderful, it's really wonderful! Everyone's hearts are surging like the sea, and they are extremely excited.

The silence of Cihu at this moment is eerie, as if a pin dropped and you could hear the sound.

"You and I are both mortals, living in this world, running around and suffering all day long, and never having a moment of leisure. Since we are not immortals, we will inevitably have distracting thoughts. Morality and justice should be placed on both sides, and profit should be placed in the middle.

How many men turned into beauties in anger, how many birds in the forest became flying geese -" How much ridicule, how much helplessness, vividly appeared on the paper, and the last few sentences: "I ask you when have you ever seen that this world is for people?

If you change and have the look you dream of, does it count as having spring?"

But it is even more thought-provoking. It can be said to be the finishing touch. After complaining, we still have to live, we still have to face every day, and we still have to live actively.

While everyone was sighing with emotion, some were actually crying secretly, as if they were thinking of some unforgettable past event. What I have to admit is that Lu Xuan conquered everyone with his song "Mortal Song".

"The melody of this piece is pleasant to the ear, the lyrics are not only grand, but also spiritual, and the singing is also very beautiful," Pavilion Master Wan murmured to himself, still thinking about the amazing song.

In fact, Lu Xuan is somewhat tone-deaf, and his worst thing is singing. However, when he performed this "mortal song" with his hoarse and vicissitudes of voice, it was definitely as if it was tailor-made for him, and he sang it very tastefully.

The young ladies and gentlemen who originally despised Lu Xuan for looking like a common man really didn't expect that he could sing such a different kind of song. The people who sang it were filled with excitement and emotion. It was such a strange song, so good.

A strange song.

"Singing all the vicissitudes of the world, singing all the love and hate in the world, good song, good song!"

An old gentleman, stroking his gray beard, sighed: "Young master is so knowledgeable that he can compose such wonderful lyrics and music. I admire him."

Even this old gentleman was full of praise, and others were even more impressed.

"We've never heard anything like this!"

"Yes, such a beautiful song should be very popular. I think it should be composed by this young master."

"——" Everyone was talking about it, and without asking Lu Xuan, they already thought that this piece of music was composed by Lu Xuan himself.

"Young master is so talented!"

Everyone clasped their fists at Lu Xuan and fell to the ground in admiration.

No matter how thick-skinned Lu Xuan was, he couldn't help but blush a little. What he thought in his mind was, is this okay?

Penglai Xiandao is indeed isolated from the world, and they must have never heard of "Mortal Song".

Feeling the adoring gazes of the people around him, Lu Xuan couldn't wait to sing "Swords Like a Dream". By then, he would be even more amazing with his skills and be admired by thousands of people.

But it’s better to give it up when you see fit. Don’t go too far with your pretense! Pavilion Master Wan looked at Lu Xuan with a strange light in his eyes. What he thought of was how Lu Xuan stood on the bow of the ship just now, full of pride.

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Feeling the look in Pavilion Master Wan's eyes, Lu Xuan felt a little guilty.

Because Pavilion Master Wan has been to Beijing and Xiangjiang, but she came and went in such a hurry, she probably hasn’t heard of this old song, right?

Everyone was full of praise for Lu Xuan, with a look of reverence on their faces. As for Ma Renping, his face was almost turning green.

Ma Renping and Lu Xuan made a fool of themselves, but they didn't expect him to become a blockbuster. The song was composed by himself.


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