Everyone in the room stood there, their expressions changing along with the song. When the King was angry, they were angry. When the King was happy, they were happy … They were completely immersed in the song, forgetting time, forgetting space, forgetting everything. It was as if they had really returned to the ancient times and walked with the King.
The song ended and no one spoke.
Everyone was still immersed in the song and couldn't extricate themselves from the madness of the King's youth.
Especially Qing Xi.
After the song, she closed her eyes and murmured with a complicated expression, "You were born before I was born. When I was born, you were old. You hate that I was born late. I hate that you were born early. When you were born before I was born, you were old. I hate that we were born at the same time. When I was born before you were born, you were old. I am at the end of the world, you are at the end of the sea, I was born but you were not … "
She admired the King. Ever since she heard the story of King Chixiao from Elder Ku Mu when she was young, she had already admired him. As she learned more about the King's deeds, her admiration grew stronger. Especially since she was fascinated by the King's songs, she was almost obsessed with King Chixiao.
Unfortunately, she was born in the wrong era. This had always been her biggest regret.
The song made her dream of the ancient times. Her mind wandered to the King's youth. It made her very excited and her admiration grew. So did her infatuation.
She envied Hong Xiu, the girl who made the King's heart move in Yunxia School. Although her whereabouts were unknown, at least she made the King's heart move.
She also envied Feng Zhuyue, the Demon Moon Palace's queen of the wilderness. Although they couldn't be together in the end, at least the King went crazy for her.
She even envied her master. Although she couldn't meet the King, at least she was once worshipped as a goddess by the King.
She hated.
She hated those people in the ancient times who labeled the King as an evil demon.
She also hated those people who chased after the King everywhere.
She laughed.
She laughed at the young people of the ancient times. They actually said that the King was able to shake the ancient times and become an overlord because of luck.
Haha.
Was this luck?
The King had been fighting all kinds of beasts ever since he started wandering in the Chiyan Mountains, and had almost lost his life several times.
After he was expelled from Yunxia School, he was hunted down almost every day. Every day, he was on the brink of death. How many times did he reincarnate and die? How many times did he die? How could you say that the King relied on luck?
She admired, she was infatuated.
She admired the King's unruliness and was also infatuated with the King's stubbornness and persistence!
She admired the King's arrogance and dominance, and was also infatuated with the King's crazy hot-bloodedness!
She admired everything about the King and was also infatuated with everything about the King.
It was a pity.
Unfortunately, the King was no longer around.
If he was still around, Qingxi felt that no matter how much she had to pay, she would still want to meet the King. To her, this was enough.
While he was sighing.
Qingxi suddenly realized a problem that made her incomparably shocked.
That was, this guy who called himself Childe Chiyan could … could actually play 'Youth' with an artistic conception. Not only did it resonate with people's minds, but it also made people dream of the ancient times and mentally travel to the King's youth …
Oh my god!
How did he do it?
Qingxi couldn't be more familiar with the song 'Youth's Journey' because it was her favorite song. She had always been searching for the Sovereign King's original composition. Unfortunately, the Sovereign King didn't leave behind the original composition of 'Youth's Journey'. Not to mention those 'Youth's Journey' that were circulating in the market, even the 'Youth's Journey' that was collected by some music grandmasters were all rearranged by some almighty people in the ancient times.
The 'Youth' that she played herself was given to her by Fairy Su Yan. And she clearly remembered that Fairy Su Yan had said that in the whole world, except for the King Chixiao himself, there was probably no one else who could play 'Youth'.
In that case.
How could this person play it?
Could it be … could it be … that he was really the King's successor?
Was it?
Qingxi really could not think of any other possibilities.
The King's original composition was left behind on Mount Daqing and it contained his spirit. Some music geniuses who had seen the original composition might really be able to understand the mystery.
But … this' Youth 'did not have any original composition at all!
No matter how high one's comprehension was or how good one's talent was, without the original composition, how could one comprehend it? How could one comprehend it!!
There was only one possibility.
Either he was the King Chixiao himself.
Or he had received guidance from the King Chixiao.
Since this person called himself Childe Chiyan and the King's successor … could it be …
Qingxi really did not dare to continue thinking.
She was so.
In the distance, Ouyang Ye, Han Dong, and Qian Shan's situation was not much better. They were no less shocked and confused than Qingxi.
Qingxi adored the King Chixiao.
Ouyang Ye adored him more than she did.
Because of Feng Zhuyue, Han Dong was also somewhat infatuated with the King Chixiao.
Of course.
This was not important. What was important was that the two of them could not figure out how Old Jiu could play the King's' Youth 'into a mood that could make people dream of ancient times.
They both knew that Old Jiu was a fake, an imposter.
When they saw that Old Jiu's body was just as strong, the two of them did not dare to believe it was true.
And when they saw Old Jiu play the 'Wind Rises on Mount Daqing', the two of them did not dare to believe it.
They could accept that Old Jiu's body was just as strong as the Childe Chiyan's, but they could not accept that Old Jiu's musical attainments were just as unparalleled.
Even if Old Jiu's body was also strong, his musical attainments were also unparalleled, and he had thoroughly comprehended the original composition and played it with an artistic conception.
But … this' Youth's' Youth 'was simply impossible to comprehend in this world. If he could play it, he would either be the King Chixiao himself or the King Chixiao's descendant or successor!
This guy was not even a Childe Chiyan, how could he be the King's successor?
Or could it be that Old Jiu was not an actor, but the real Childe Chiyan Gu Qingfeng?
Heavens!
This can't be real, right?
It can't be!
I don't know.
Han Dong's mind was in a mess, and he had completely lost the ability to think. Ouyang Ye was even worse. He stood there, staring at Gu Qingfeng in the pavilion, like a statue, motionless.
"Miss Ouyang, did you really find this person to pretend to be a Childe Chiyan?" Master Wen Zhu choked and asked in a deep voice, "Or, were you just joking with this old man? Why do I feel that this person is the Childe Chiyan? This' Youth '… In this world, if there is someone who can play the artistic conception, this person is either the King himself or the successor of the King. Even if he is not, he must be related to the King in some way!"
Speaking of bewilderment.
Qian Shan was more bewildered than anyone else.
No!
To be exact, at this moment, Qian Shan was more confused than anyone else. She had a headache, and she could not figure it out. She even began to think about her own life.
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