The eyes of yuewushang are cold. In these years, yuewushang has seen many people with strong voice. But these people were defeated by her in the end.

lightly, Yue Wushang said, "don't think Lu Ming can win the evil wind, you can win me."

Ziyu doesn't speak any more, but gently raises his hand and hooks his fingers to the moon.

Yue Wushang doesn't speak much anymore. He takes out his yin-yang seven string Qin from his ring. Seeing this piano, Ziyu's smile is more intense. No one knows what he is smiling at. Only Ziyu himself knows the meaning of the smile.

when his fingers moved, Yue Wushang started...