Ni Qing was confused and walked to the curtain. He opened it and saw that it was several women who had just borrowed the flute. He was visiting in with curiosity on his face.

Tonight, Li Luo ordered the tent of the central army to withdraw. The women followed Ni Qing to find the central army to the central army. However, Ni Qing was anxious to send the flute, but he did not notice someone behind him.

Seeing them hiding aside and whispering, he said angrily: "The General let you come in."

"Ah." The few people looked frightened and dared not respond.

Ni Qing smiled and said, "Come in quickly, otherwise I will punish you for breaking into the Central Army's tent."

Several people looked at each other, but had no choice but to follow Ni Qing into the central army's tent. The tent was full of the commanders of the army. After several women entered the house, no one dared to look up, and stood at the door of the tent and did not move.

Seeing this, Liu Ce laughed and said, "Ni Qing, what did you say? I scared the girls like this?"

"That's right, where are there so many tigers in our tent? One is almost done." Hu Chajing continued with a wicked smile.

"Brother, who do you think is the tiger?"

Suddenly, the women's ears came a crisp female voice with a slight anger. They all raised their heads and looked at Princess Mu Chan, who was famous for Mu Tianlang.

A heroic beauty stood in the tent, staring fiercely at a general who looked like a young man from the other side.

This general seems unruly, but he also gives people a deep understanding of martial arts. Just looking at the similarities between the two eyebrows, you will know that this person is Hu Chajing.

There was a young and handsome general standing in front of Hucha Dongchan, but his face was blushing violently at this moment.

The only thing the women knew was Qi Shaobing. He was staring at Hucha Dongchan with a greedy face, and smiled foolishly from time to time. A general next to him sat in the table with a straight face.

There was a pretty man in the middle of the top of the head, playing with the mute flute. On the left was an old man with a long beard, holding a teacup, smiling at the mute flute in the hands of the pretty man, and on the right was a handsome middle-aged man.

When the women looked at each other with a smile on their faces, the few of them quickly lowered their heads and then secretly glanced to the side. Two generals pointed at the handsome general in the tent, with a gloating expression.

There was also a big man who was drinking by himself. When he saw them looking over, he smiled slightly.

The last seat looked familiar, as if it had seen it in the tent of King Huai before, as if it was a little drunk, leaning on the table.

Li Luo looked at the women and smiled and said, "Ni Qing, let the girls sit down and bring some fruits for them. Today, my class shows off and asks a few girls to give me some advice."

The few people were about to refuse, but Ni Qing and Ni Bai pulled them to sit down.

Ni Qing, Ni Bai, Qian Yi and Zhu Zhi also sat down.

Li Luo picked up the mute flute, and the tent suddenly became quiet. Li Luo was stunned and then smiled and said, "I'll try it first. If I can't brag well, I have to give it up."

Suddenly, the light and agile flute sound came out from the shepherd flute on his lips, rushing to fill the various parts of the tent, like silver plates and jade beads, jumping between the tables and chairs, gently bypassing the flower-like jade face, and blending into the heroic spirit.

The quietness and consent are not as vast as the shepherd's flute should have.

It is melodious, just like the sound of a flute, and the heart of the plum blossoms is shocked and broken.

Under the snow in this desert, the warm breeze and spring burst out cannot be concealed, as if everything is coming out between the world, and a vibrant atmosphere.

Hucha's thoughts floated to the distant hometown of Muzhou, as if they were back to the season when grass was long and eagles flew. They followed the horses and followed the clouds, and walked and stopped freely on the grasslands of Muzhou.

All the generals in the tent were introduced to Sixia by Li Luo's flute sound, or as young childhood sweethearts, or as heroic spirit as new to the ranks, or as struggling to compromise, there was always a small place in his heart that was moved. When he stopped to look, he realized that things had changed.

At the end of the song, there was silence in the tent. Li Luo laughed and said, "It seems that my flute skills are not good, I am afraid I can't get into your Dharma."

Although the heroes didn't know many instruments, after listening to Li Luo's song just now, there was a little more meaning in their hearts, and they wanted to say it but couldn't say it. However, some scattered thoughts in their memory were stringed up, and the rare peace in their hearts came to arise.

Chen Xiangdong attacked the case and praised: "Excellent! I didn't expect that the mute flute had such a blowing method. This time, I opened my eyes. It was the vigorous and heroic style of sheeping horses and sheep outside the frontier, but was blown out of the comfort and calmness of the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River. Tsk tsk, I heard it for the first time, and it can be regarded as the sound of nature."

Li Luo waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Mr. Chen praised it, Li Luo was ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility."

After saying that, he glanced at the tent and saw the women who came in with Ni Qing in a daze and stared at him in a daze.

Hu Cha Dongchan also looked at Li Luo with a smile on his face. Chi Li didn't know what he was thinking, and stood in the tent in a daze. Liu Ce also sighed. The worst thing was Fu Xiushu, and he was a little drunk just now, and at this time he was already full of tears.

Li Luo coughed lightly and said, "If you take the blame, you should punish yourself for a cup."

After saying that, he drank a glass, put down the wine glass, and stopped talking. He picked up the mute flute. The musical style changed sharply, which was exactly the meaning of the phoenix seeking the phoenix. However, the mute flute in Li Luo's hand was not only the tune that was often heard in the music Pavilion in the Great Ganlefang. It responded to the scene in the tent and added some other musical styles, which seemed to be the whispers of lovers under the moon, and also the high-pitched phoenix chant for the phoenix. It was a little teasing, but it was more inspiration.

The body-guarding blade in Hucha Dongchan's palm floated up immediately, like a dream and a illusion. Chi Lichu was still a little embarrassed, but after a few moments, he realized that Hucha Dongchan's lightness skills were actually above him. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and did not dare to get too far away.

Chen Xiangdong attacked the case Gao Ge said: "The tranquility of Jiangnan is over, and after the early plum blossoms bloom, I will share the New Year and weeping willows.

The slender waist is naturally elegant, and the bones are still elegant.

On the banks of Yongfengfang, there is no one all day long, who can see golden silk paintings? When the heartbroken catkins are flying catkins, the green leaves turn into shade, and nothing happens, and they are even thinner.

And no way is the east wind chasing you, and it blows away the little spring frown between your eyebrows."

As the song ended, Hucha Dongchan's body guarding blade became faster and faster. Chi Li was already in a state of trouble and sweating, which made everyone laugh. Among them, Shi Chong and Hucha Jing's cheering sounds were the loudest, but it was a pity that Chen Xiangdong's good lyrics.

Li Luo paid more attention to Chi Li's eyes. Although his body skills were not as good as those of the cicada, his lightness and agility could not be compared with it. However, he was steady and had made some hard work. He saw that he was panicked, but his pace was not chaotic.

At this time, Hucha Dongchan's military dance was much faster than that in Wansheng Palace that day. Chi Li was just like the seventh prince Li Xuanci of the day. However, Hucha Dongchan was dancing to the point of being excited, and he had no worries. He was already getting faster and faster. Everyone in the tent was laughing and Chi Li was clumsy, leaving the guard blade behind.

Liu Ce was slightly anxious and was about to speak, so he turned his head and looked at Chen Xiangdong. Chen Xiangdong nodded slightly, indicating that Liu Ce was calm and he was not impatient. When he looked at Li Luo's confident appearance, Liu Ce felt relieved.
Chapter completed!