Xiao Yu did not stay in front of those pillars for too long, because there was a harsh fact that was placed in front of him.

Although the boulevards contained in those pillars, he could see through them at a glance, but he could not make these pillars resonate with himself like the dragon.

Because although he can see through these roads, he cannot radiate the power of any road between heaven and earth, and he cannot make these pillars resonate with him.Even if he continues to stay here, it doesn’t make sense.

“The Tink!”

On the second day, in the ninth day, the melodious harp sounded again, and Xiao Yu heard these harps, and could only look away from each other, and could not go to the place where the Ai Qian language was.

In this sound, those young people who are understanding Dao seem to have made a lot of progress, and all kinds of strange fluctuations come from there, but Xiao Yu is far away from that place and does not participate in the enlightenment.

He was a little disturbed in his heart, and if the emperor finally really took the resonance of the stone pillar as the standard, he was undoubtedly not enough.

Although he actually understands the road more than anyone, because of the existence of the curse force, he can not like others, to trigger the power of the road between heaven and earth, so that the pillar of stone resonance.

The sound of the harp is melodious, Xiao Yu is looking forward, and in the depths of the ninth day, the shadow of the light and elegant, sitting under the ancient tree, lightly playing the strings.

"Miss..." The ancient Tianchuan stood behind that figure, and the look was complicated.

He hesitated, whether to tell his own young lady that the man had come and came to the ninth day.

Just say what?Lan Qianyan can not leave at will, and Xiao Yu, obviously can not come here, even if you tell Lan Qian Xiao Yu to arrive, I am afraid the two people, can not see each other.

“Oh!”

The ancient Tianchuan was in doubt, a figure, a silent appearance, quietly standing behind the a thousand words.

Lan Qian language does not seem to be aware, still gently stirring the strings, playing a fairy sound.

"The Xiao Yu you used to know has passed the test, and now it is in the ninth day."He stood behind the words, silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

“Honour!”

The sound of the harp suddenly stopped, because a string on the harp broke at this moment.

All the young people who were using the piano to understand the sound of the piano looked up at the same time, more than half a song, how could this sound suddenly stop today?

The sound of the harp, which also made Xiao Yu's heart tremble, looking in the direction of the sound of the piano, but he could not see anything.

In this ninth day, there is the forbidden power under the Landi cloth everywhere, which not only covers people's eyes, but even the mind of God is not far away.

“Oh!”The sudden sound of the piano also made the look of the emperor complicated, "Have you been to him..."

Without saying a word, Lan Qian still turned his back on the emperor and did not turn back.

She had no words, but gently sorted the broken strings, and no one could see what was in her mood at the moment.

"You know, whatever I do, it's for your good."The emperor sighed, did not ask, "This time I found a lot of young sky, they are very good, enough to deserve you!"

The words of Lan Qian are still silent, and they have not turned back, and a jade-like palm is still in the palm of their hands, and the harp is lightly touched.

“Soon, when the trials are over, I will choose the best of them to marry you.”The emperor gritted his teeth, and seemed to be a little impatient, "You have to believe that your father did this for you, and only by doing so can your life be saved!"

There was still silence, and there was no opposition to the words and no consent.But she did so, but let the emperor feel, this is already a kind of wordless resistance.

Ai Qian's words from a young age, never contradicted his words, this time she said nothing, in fact, it is an unprecedented way of resistance.

"Even if you blame me, I won't change my mind."He gritted his teeth and said, “This is the only way to renew your life, I have no choice!”

When he had finished, he turned and walked out of the garden.

Halfway through, the Arashi Emperor stopped again, and did not turn back, "As for Xiao Yu, I can give you to anyone, but only he, it is absolutely impossible, you still have to prepare early!" 」

"Besides, you'd better not think about going to see him, or if I let me know, I'll kill him right away!"

After a word, the emperor did not stay again, and soon disappeared here.

“Miss!”On the side of the ancient Tianchuan, looking at a little impatient, finally came forward and comforted: "Although the emperor is tough, but the old servant believes that he is really good for the young lady, the young lady you should not be too sad."

A thousand words, gently caressing the broken string.

There is such a strange disease in her body, so that she has long been indifferent to life and death, and since childhood, he has always listened to the words of the emperor, but this time, there is a strong rejection in her heart.

However, she has always been indifferent, even if she is repulsive, but her face has not shown it.

For a long time, Lan Qian finally spoke and said, “He... really is coming?”

"This..." Gu Tianchuan stopped, then gritted his teeth, could not bear to hide it, "Yes!"

The words were silent, calm on the face, not knowing whether it was joy or sadness.It seems that she had already expected that Xiao Yu would not be lost.

But now, even if Xiao Yu comes, what can he do?

“Cher!”

A long time later, in the soft voice of Lan Qian, a beautiful girl appeared.

Although this girl is a girl around a thousand words, her temperament is very extraordinary, and she has a lot of spirit flow.

Even if it is placed in the land of ten states, this Cher is afraid that there are few women who can compare.

"The strings are broken, take it."He said, standing up and walking to the cottage in the back.

“Yes, Miss!”The girl named Cher put away the harp, respectfully, and followed behind the Ai Qianhua.

Lan Qianyan entered the house, although she was an emperor, and the house she lived in was very simple, and there was hardly anything superfluous.

In this simple to simple house, there is one thing very conspicuous.It was a painting, hanging in the middle of the house, and a woman's figure in the painting.

Oddly, the woman's face in the painting is very vague, it seems that she can't draw her beauty with a brush.However, even if there is no face, the woman in the painting feels so holy and noble, as if in the world, no one can compare with it.

Lan Qianyan stood before the painting, staring at the woman in the painting, and the mood seemed to be slowly calming down.

In the back, the ancient Tianchuan and the girl named Cher looked at each other, and they did not dare to speak, but their hearts were secretly strange, they only felt that the woman in the painting was very similar to the temperament of Lan Qian, but they did not know, who is this woman?