It is equivalent to giving it to Ming Yan in vain, this is no joke.
Luo Qingyue: "..." The chain slipped at the critical moment!
Fortunately, Jun Wuxie and Ming Yan were in a confrontational mood at this time. If they really fought, Wuxie was in the wrong position, and their only chance would be gone.
What should I do? How should I tell Wuxie?
Xuan Tian looked a little embarrassed at the side, and was afraid that Luo Qingyue would be too worried, so he kept comforting her.
Luo Qingyue frowned, feeling worried as never before. Luo Yu and the others looked at Xuan Tian and Luo Qingyue mumbling and didn't know what they were talking about, they just felt it was strange.
On the other hand, Hua Nanyun and the others were quite calm, obviously confident of victory, and fearless.
Luo Qingyue was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, but at this time, she couldn't help herself.
Seeing that Jun Wuxie and Ming Yan were about to fight, she really wanted to tell Jun Wu Xie loudly about this, but if she did, Ming Yan would definitely leave Tianyuan. By then, not to mention that there was only one chance, and they would have no chance.
Already.
After much thought, she couldn't come up with a feasible solution. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and her eyes brightened.
"Is there any way?" Seeing her like this, Xuan Tian knew that she must have an idea.
Luo Qingyue smiled, her pink lips parted slightly, and against the clear breeze and bright moon, she said quietly, "The sound of swords and halberds was hoarse, who will show you the fighting outside the city.
Seven layers of gauze clothes, blood splattered on the white gauze.
When the troops came to the city, the six armies did not send out any troops. Who would have thought it would be life or death if they saw each other again.
At that time, there were thousands of red threads wrapped around her, and she married as a human being in just one thought.
Whose old scar is that? I can still drink tea calmly.
Crush the fireworks of this prosperous age, and whoever paints the painting of the country can't compete with a little cinnabar between your eyebrows.
Even if it conquers the world, it will never be anything more than prosperity.
The blue blood stains all the peach blossoms, I just want to see you again with tears streaming down my face..."
Her singing voice was melodious and melodious, with ancient charm still lingering in the breeze. It contained countless longings and infatuations, but the lyrics that could directly touch people's hearts made everyone present speechless.
Neither Jun Wuxie nor Luo Yu had ever heard Luo Qingyue sing.
In the empty Tianyuan territory, her light and sweet singing voice hovered in the air, so beautiful.
A trace of surprise flashed in Jun Wuxie's eyes. This word... was a bit sad. How could Qingyue sing at this time? Moreover, it was a song he had never heard before.
Based on his understanding of Qingyue, if she had an emergency, she would definitely present it in a very unique way.
Worried that Jun Wuxie didn't quite understand, she pretended to be sad and said: "Wuxie, I hope you can live in this battle, don't forget what you once said to me, and imprint my name on your heart.
Place your hand between my eyebrows, we face each other, I am in you, and you are in me.
Do you remember a story I told you at that time?
Crush the fireworks of this prosperous age, and whoever paints the painting of the country can't compete with a little cinnabar between your eyebrows.
This is a person's infatuated love for his sweetheart, just like my love for you.
Wu Xie, you won’t forget it, right?”
She raised her eyebrows three times over and over again. When she said these two words, she visibly choked up. This acting skill can be said to be that the fake can be confused with the real.
Jun Wuxie was on full alert, but kept wondering, how could Qingyue tell him any stories?
[ps: The lyrics in the article are from "The World"]