Recalling the scene of playing the piano in fengluan Palace today, I was busy sitting at the stone table, fingertips gently pressing the strings.

"Dong" is not as clear as the left voice of the great sage, but it doesn't hinder me from playing. I tried to connect several climaxes again with the music written by Jun Wuxie to me. Sure enough, the strange fragrance reappeared and the flower rain scattered.

"one layer of illusion, two layers of puzzlement, three layers of combination, four layers of soul cutting, five layers of blades..." Memories flashed again, and Mengyun's words flashed into my mind, "gathering nine kinds of timbre, hurting people with...