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Chapter 465 That’s not an opera, it’s a tragedy(1/2)

As the saying goes.

One year's piano, three years' Xiao, one erhu pulls the waist and breaks the pipa, a thousand years of zipa, and ten thousand years of zip, and one erhu pulls the life.

The sound of the Erhu is sad, desolate, and the strands are about to be broken and connected, like a light cloud and unsteady duckweed, which makes the Zhuque Street quiet!

Then, the flower umbrella fell on the stage with a graceful figure.

The umbrella is collected and people appear.

That is the pure lotus as water.

I saw her tied a red headband with a pair of black eyes looking around. She was so pure, playful and cute that she immediately became the focus of the audience.

There is no doubt that this is the former witch of Hehuan.

But now, the dusty aura in her eyebrows has disappeared without a trace, leaving only pureness.

Such a girl is something that makes people want to hold it in their hands at first sight, and they are reluctant to let her suffer a little bit of harm.

However, people are very surprised that this beautiful and innocent girl has three thousand beautiful hair, black and shiny hair, so why does she have to tie the cheapest red head rope with her head?

People are also curious why her figure is so graceful, but she is wearing a torn dress, and she looks so pitiful.

Concubine Qin couldn't help but speak, "Tian'er, although this girl is beautiful, she will not be beautiful when she is dressed like this."

This is also the view of the VIPs present.

Only Princess Tianlang frowned slightly, feeling that the Lotus looks familiar in outfit.

Suddenly, a brilliant flash of her beautiful eyes.

Isn’t this pure girl’s outfit just a woman dress in Pingyang, Huangzhou?

What does that smart man want to do?

Xia Tian replied gentlely: "Mother, the lotus will not dance!"

“Don’t dance?”

Concubine Qin was a little surprised: "Then what are you going to perform?"

"opera!"

Concubine Qin didn't understand: "What is an opera?"

This is also a question that the VIPs want to ask.

Xia Tian smiled mysteriously: "Mother Mother will know when you look at it!"

At this time.

A narration rang behind the stage: "One day in April of the 20th year of Kaiyuan in Daxia, in front of Miaoer's house in the plains of Huangzhou!"

Immediately afterwards, the heroic Bai Feng, wearing silver armor, hurried to the lotus, pointed to the crowd under the stage and said, "Miao'er, I know you can't bear to leave your home, but the Tianlang army is about to invade, Prince

If you have orders, you will be able to strengthen your walls and clear your fields. You will never leave a grain of food for the werewolf, and you will never leave a piece of wood for the werewolf!"

"It must be burned!"

Suddenly, Hu Yanduoer's eyes shone brightly, and she turned to look at Xia Tian, ​​her face full of inquisitive expressions.

Xia Tian pretended not to see it!

On the VIP platform and on the Vermillion Bird Street, people's eyes burst into light.

Is this a performance of the battle of deserted states?

After the War in Huangzhou, there were many different opinions and all kinds of rumors.

Now, is the King of Huangzhou going to reveal the truth about the war in Huangzhou?

Only the Grand Marshal Li Jian is here, drinking the wine one by one, which is very comfortable!

At this time, a hundred fat men with thick necks and round waists appeared around the stage, shouting at the top of their voices, spreading the dialogue on the stage to all directions so that people in the distance could hear it clearly.

Immediately afterwards, Miao'er, played by Hehua, knelt in front of Bai Feng with tears in her eyes, and choked up, "General, why do the damn werewolf come to kill us every year?"

"Why do we escape from our home every year?"

"Why, we want to live this kind of life?"

“Woooooooooooooo…”

Lotus covered her soft heart and cried: "Miao'er's grandfather was killed by the werewolf!"

"My mother was also killed by the werewolf!"

"My father was cut off his hand, and he lived a life worse than death every day!"

"Every day, Miao'er feels that she will die!"

"Why? Those celestial wolf devils don't let us live well?"

"Why?"

"Miao'er, I'm really scared!"

Bai Feng untied her cloak, wrapped Miao'er's whole body, and held back her tears and said, "The prince said that it is because our deserted state is poor and backward, and if we are poor and backward, we will be beaten!"

"Miao'er is not afraid. This time, we will fight a good battle with the Tian weewolf!"

"From now, they will never dare to come again!"

He Hua looked disbelief: "Father said, over the years, you have never beaten the terrifying Tianlang Devil!"

"This time, you can't win, right?"

"You are lying to Miao'er, right?"

"Miao'er will die, right?"

“Woooooooooooooo…”

"Miao'er is still so young, she doesn't want to die!"

Bai Feng held the lotus shoulders with both hands, his eyes were red, and he said seriously: "Listen to me, this time, the prince will definitely lead us to block the sky wolf devils. When the imperial army comes, he will definitely avenge Miao'er's relatives!"

"We can beat the weewolf back!"

"The prince said that as long as we believe in him, we can win!"

"Because of trust, we will unite and make our body burst with infinite power!"

There was finally a light in Hehua's eyes: "What's the name of the prince?"

Bai Feng said solemnly: "Summer!"

"Where is the Grand Marshal of the imperial court who led the army to rescue Huangzhou?"

"Li Jian!"

He Hua grabbed Bai Feng's hand and said with tears in his eyes: "Then tell the prince that Miao'er believes in him!"

"Then tell the Grand Marshal who came from the court that he should come early!"

"Miao'er wants to live!"

Bai Feng nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"This time, we will definitely save our home!"

"We will definitely beat the weewolf!"

"must!"

He Hua looked at the dark crowd as if she saw her house. He gritted his teeth and said sadly: "Then let's burn it!"

"Never leave a piece of wood for the werewolf!"

"Never leave a grain of food!"

Immediately afterwards, the music turned around, and the lotus looked at the audience and sang affectionately: "A big river has a wide wave, and the wind blows the grass and appears on both sides of the shore... This is the heroic summer, where I grow. On this ancient land, there is peaceful sunshine everywhere. When my friend comes, there is good wine. If the jackal comes, there will be a gun to greet it..."

This is a hero song that changed from summer to China, which is very consistent with Miaoer's mood at that time!

The expression on the lotus face is amazing!

It was the sadness with hope in despair, like a knife, which hurt the hearts of the audience.

The girl in the deserted state under the iron hooves of the sky wolf is so helpless and so pitiful!

How many such a girl from the deserted state have died in the past twenty years?

The more I think about it, the more painful my heart is!

The lotus' pain aroused the audience's anger!

If it weren't for the King of the Wilderness this time, if Li Jian led his army into the Wilderness, the Wilderness would have been over!

Such a girl from the deserted state should be dead!

Kong Ai, wearing a male Confucian blouse, finally couldn't help but yell: "Look northwest and kill Tianlang!"

"If you come, use an iron gun."
To be continued...
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