Chapter 61: Complete victory, willing to admit defeat, worship!
"The music I want to play is called "Wedding Dress", which I composed myself." Meng Duoluo said.
Then she gracefully sat down in front of the harpsichord, stretched out her delicate hands, closed her beautiful eyes, and started playing.
Lan Ling closed his eyes and didn't miss every note, because this was the other party's original music.
As soon as the jade hand fell, beautiful music began to float out.
Just listening to this first sound, Lan Ling immediately felt Meng Duoluo's unparalleled talent in music. This was a very mysterious feeling.
As soon as the master takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
Everything in the world is a combination of certain elements, especially music.
For masters, a piece of music is alive and agile, and every note can easily draw out people's hearts.
The Mendolao in front of her was a master among masters. Lan Ling could easily feel that the musical talent of the woman in front of her was even greater than that of mentor Niya, who was a famous musician in the entire Nulang Kingdom.
Meng Duoluo was completely immersed in her own world. It only took her two months to make this song, because her wedding dress also only took two months to make.
Those two months were the most beautiful, happiest and most yearning time in her heart.
During those two months of waiting to become a bride, it seemed as if every breath of air was sweet and the color of the sky was pink.
In this wonderful time, countless inspirations fly out of my mind.
Therefore, this is the best song she composed, the most beautiful song, and the smoothest work.
Because her heart is no longer beautiful, she can no longer create such beautiful music.
Lan Ling closed his eyes and seemed to see a picture.
A girl who is about to get married is extremely happy, sewing her wedding dress stitch by stitch.
Every day, I am waiting for the wedding day to arrive. My heart is filled with infinite longing and a little bit of anxiety.
For my lover, I want to see him every day, but at the same time I want to accumulate all my thoughts and wait until the wedding day to fully release my love.
This music is really nice and beautiful, far beyond Lan Ling's imagination.`
To put it bluntly, this song is as good as some famous songs on earth. Because the other party created it at the most beautiful time and with the most beautiful heart.
The whole song describes the excitement, longing, beauty, and slight uneasiness of the bride-to-be.
And Meng Duoluo's attainments in playing the piano were so high that Lan Ling was completely intoxicated.
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"bite……"
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the artistic conception of the music ended here, because the bride was about to put on her wedding dress and the wedding was about to begin.
At this time, Meng Duoluo had already burst into tears.
All the beauty of her life came to an abrupt end at the last note of this song.
A few years ago, she put on her wedding dress and went to the Blessed Sacrament to prepare for the happiest moment.
However, what awaited was a cold nightmare. The groom appeared, but he was holding another bride.
Because that man also comes from a top-notch family, the invitations have already been sent out, so the wedding must go ahead. However, the bride has been replaced by another woman from a more top-notch family.
But Mengduoluo appeared in the auditorium wearing a wedding dress and became the laughing stock of everyone. This was obviously her wedding, and this was obviously her groom, but in the end, the bride turned out to be someone else.
At that moment, her life, everything about her, was suspended.
Although, her lover's eyes were filled with guilt, and he didn't even dare to look at her at all.
Since then, an angel has fallen, and a nightmare-like black widow has been born.
Meng Duoluo swore that she would never shed a tear in front of a man in the future. Therefore, she turned her back to Lan Ling and cried without making a sound.
I was immersed in it for quite a while.
Lan Ling said: "You have been using his mistakes to punish yourself."
Meng Duoluo's heart trembled and she didn't answer.
Lan Ling said: "You kill every handsome man like this, as if you are taking revenge on him, but he is still safe and sound, and it is you who is sinking in your heart."
Mengduoluo still didn't answer.
Lan Ling continued: "If this continues, within three years, you will die or commit suicide. Because you are an angel, and even if you reluctantly degenerate into a demon, you will only be able to cry in hell instead of singing happily."
"Okay, stop talking." Mengduoluo put away all her tears, turned her face and said: "Let's start fulfilling our bet, play your music and see, I don't believe anyone can beat me on it.
. I’m willing to admit defeat. If you win, we will really have a wedding after the wedding, and I will really give my body to you.”
Then she stood up and left the harpsichord.
Lan Ling walked up, sat down, and said, "Your piece was very good. I dare not say that my piece surpassed yours. However, your piece ended before the wedding even started, and mine ended."
The song is the whole fantasy wedding.”
Then, Lan Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and slowly lowered it.
The wonderful sound of the piano floated out from his hands.
He played a famous song from Earth, "Dream Wedding". It was very simple to play, but it was a very classic and beautiful song.
Even the first few notes can penetrate the listener's ears and enter the soul.
An elegant, sensitive and fragile soul like Mondora was completely conquered by the music in an instant.
People like her no longer focus on whether they play well or not, but directly fantasize about the pictures and stories behind the music.
Then, be deeply and completely intoxicated in it.
What Lan Ling played was indeed a classic and inherited masterpiece, but when the notes floated out of the room, all the barbarian maids who were cleaning outside stopped and stopped to listen.
This group of people don't have any musical knowledge and don't understand anything, but they know that it really sounds good.
Music is an immortal language that transcends any civilization and race. Especially classic and beautiful music, it is not formed by language, but shaped by the heart.
This is the case with "Wedding in a Dream" played by Lan Ling. Anyone who hears it will have only one feeling.
It's really wonderful and beautiful, even though the song is very simple.
…
Lan Ling raised his hand and finished playing.
And throughout the space, those wonderful notes seemed to still be floating in the air, still lingering around people's ears, never landing.
Meng Duoluo still closed her eyes, and she sighed deeply in her heart, knowing that she had lost.
There is no reason, just a very simple feeling. The other party's music sounds better and more beautiful.
After a long time, Meng Duoluo opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Lan Ling for the first time.
Just at this glance, it was as if I wanted to see through Lan Ling's mask and enter his heart.
This is a slightly thin and beautiful man, who looks a little melancholy, with a little bit of madness hidden in his quiet eyes.
He should be as sensitive as himself, and have a dark psychology. Otherwise, he would not have guessed the tragic past behind him on the first day he saw him.
In these short battles in the past few days, he had completely defeated him in terms of mental skills, aesthetics, and musical attainments. And she, Meng Duoluo, was the most outstanding among the candidate saints of the Holy Dragon Temple.
However, except for martial arts, everything in front of me surpassed me.
In this battle between men and women, she, Mondola, was almost completely defeated.
"This song of yours is a tragedy." Meng Duoluo said.
Lan Ling nodded and said, "Yes, because the groom is dead."
"Why did you die?" Meng Duoluo asked.
"To save the bride." Lan Ling said.
Meng Duoluo smiled sweetly and said: "Then you also want to save me?"
Lan Ling shook his head and said: "My mission in this life is to protect my sister. However, if I am destined to die, then I hope my death can save your heart."
Meng Duoluo's beautiful face trembled and said: "Why?"
Lan Ling said: "Because the two of us are the same, we can become angels and demons."
These words became the sharpest arrow, instantly penetrating Meng Duoluo's heart.
She can become an angel or a demon. This is the best interpretation of her life.
The various masks on her face shattered, because facing someone who understands you so well, pities you so much, and even has the same personality as you, any disguise no longer makes sense.
"Okay, you win again. Your mental skills, your painting skills, and your musical skills all surpass mine." Meng Duoluo said: "I'm willing to admit defeat. I will fulfill my promise and give my life to you after the wedding."
I give you my innocence."
After saying that, she left directly.
Lan Ling knew that she would not come again before they went to the church to get married.
And all his efforts can come to an end, and the next step is to wait for the wedding and the judgment of fate.
Dead or alive?
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On the day of the full moon, the auspicious day has arrived, and the marriage ceremony begins!
On this day, the Viper Tribe was dressed up everywhere, and even everyone wore bright red festive clothes.
Because, the female chief of the Viper Tribe is going to get married again, but this time it is more grand than all the previous ones.
In the chief's hall, there are red candles, red candles and flowers everywhere.
Even the decent-looking children in the tribe were called over to scatter flower petals and sugar everywhere, just like a real wedding.
Lan Ling designed a white wedding dress, and Meng Duoluo also made it quickly, but she didn't wear it because it was not a real wedding after all, but just a blood-sucking and killing ceremony.
She was still wearing that tight-fitting scarlet dress. Because once she put on the white wedding dress, she became an angel.
And when she puts on a vermilion dress, she becomes a devil, because it is the color of blood. Now, she still chooses to become a devil.
Likewise, there was no festive music, because the two people who could play the piano were both worshiping.
So, in the eyes of all the barbarians, the two people played the game of getting married.
One is to worship the heaven and the earth, the other is to worship in the high hall, and the husband and wife bow to each other.
The whole process was like a pantomime.
The only voice after the worship service was that of a strong barbarian man, the leader of the barbarian army who was chasing Lan Ling. He shouted in a non-standard tone: "After the ceremony, we will send you to the bridal chamber!"