The piece I am going to play is called Wedding Dress and it is my own composition. Mengtuoluo said.
Then she gracefully sat down in front of the harpsichord. She stretched out her slender jade like hands, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to play.
Lanling closed his eyes as well. He did not want to miss a single note because this was the other partys original composition.
As soon as her jade hands touched the keys, beautiful music began to drift out.
Just from the first note, Lanling immediately felt Mengtuoluos unparalleled talent in music. It was a very profound feeling.
When an expert makes a move, you know whether they have it or not.
Everything in the world is an arrangement and combination of certain elements, and music is even more so.
For experts, a piece of music has life and is full of spirit. Every note easily touches the depths of a persons heart.
The Mengtuoluo before him was an expert among experts. Lanling easily sensed that this womans musical talent surpassed even Mentor Niya, who was a renowned musician throughout the entire Fury Wave Kingdom.
Mengtuoluo was completely immersed in her own world. She had only spent two months creating this piece because her wedding dress had also taken only two months to make.
Those two months were the most beautiful, happiest, and most hopeful time in her heart.
The two months of waiting to become a bride felt as if every breath of air was sweet and the colour of the sky was pink.
In such beautiful times, countless inspirations flew out from her mind.
Therefore, this was the best piece she had ever composed, the most wonderful piece, and the smoothest work she had ever created.
Because her heart was no longer beautiful, she could never create such a wonderful piece of music again.
Lanling closed his eyes and seemed to see a scene.
A girl about to be married was sewing her wedding dress with infinite happiness, stitch by stitch.
Every day she waited for the arrival of the wedding day. Her heart was filled with endless longing mixed with a little nervousness.
She wanted to see her beloved every day, yet she also wanted to accumulate all her longing so that on the wedding day she could completely release all her love.
This piece of music was truly very pleasant and wonderful, far beyond Lanlings imagination.
To put it bluntly, this piece was even comparable to some famous songs on Earth. Because the other party had created it in the most beautiful time of her life with the most beautiful state of mind.
The entire piece described the joy, longing, beauty, and faint uneasiness of a bride to be.
Mengtuoluos piano skills were so high that Lanling was completely immersed in it.
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Ding…
The music stopped abruptly and the artistic conception of the piece ended there because the bride was about to put on her wedding dress and the wedding was about to begin.
At this moment, Mengtuoluo had already burst into tears.
All the beauty in her life had also come to an abrupt end with the last note of this piece.
A few years ago, she put on her wedding dress and went to the holy ceremony hall to welcome the happiest moment.
However, what awaited her was a cold nightmare. The groom appeared, but he was holding another bride.
Because that man also came from a top noble family and the invitations had already been sent out, the wedding had to proceed. It was just that the bride had been changed to another woman from an even higher noble family.
Mengtuoluo, wearing her wedding dress, appeared in the hall and became the laughing stock of everyone. This was clearly her wedding and clearly her groom, yet the bride had become someone else.
At that moment, her life and everything about her had all been suspended.
Although her lovers gaze was filled with extreme guilt and he did not even dare to look at her.
From then on, an angel had fallen and a nightmare like black widow was born.
Mengtuoluo swore that she would never shed a single tear in front of a man again. Therefore, she cried with her back to Lanling without making a sound.
She remained immersed for a long time.
Lanling said, You have been using his mistake to punish yourself.
Mengtuoluos heart trembled but she did not answer.
Lanling said, By killing every handsome man like this, it seems as if you are taking revenge on him. However, he remains safe and sound while it is you who keeps sinking deeper inside.
Mengtuoluo still did not answer.
Lanling continued, If you continue like this, within three years you will die. You will commit suicide. Because you are an angel. Even if you barely fall and become a demon, you can only cry in hell, not sing joyfully.
Enough, stop talking. Mengtuoluo wiped away all her tears, turned her face and said, Let us fulfil our bet now. Play your piece and let me see it. I do not believe anyone can surpass me in this. I will honour the bet. If you win, after the wedding ceremony we will really consummate the marriage and I will truly give my body to you.
Then she stood up and left the harpsichord.
Lanling walked over, sat down, and said, Your piece is very good indeed. I dare not say that my piece surpasses yours. However, your piece ends before the wedding even begins while my piece covers the entire imagined wedding.
Then Lanling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hands, and slowly let them fall.
Exquisitely beautiful piano music floated out from his hands.
He played the famous Earth piece Dream Wedding, a simple yet very classic and wonderful famous piece.
Even from the first few notes, it could pierce the listeners ears and enter their hearts.
For someone with a refined, sensitive, and fragile heart like Mengtuoluo, she was instantly completely conquered by the music.
For a person like her, it was no longer about whether the playing was good or not. She directly imagined the scenes and stories behind the piece.
Then she became deeply and thoroughly intoxicated by it.
Lanlings playing was worthy of a classic inherited famous piece. When the notes floated out of the room, the barbarian maids who were cleaning outside all stopped and stood still to listen.
These people had no musical cultivation at all and could not understand anything, but they knew that it was truly, truly very pleasant to listen to.
Music is an immortal language that transcends any civilisation or race. Especially classic and wonderful music. It is not formed by language but shaped by the heart.
Lanlings Dream Wedding was exactly like that. Anyone who heard it would have only one feeling.
It was truly too wonderful and too moving, even though the piece was simple.
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Lanling raised his hands and finished playing.
The exquisitely beautiful notes seemed to still float in the air throughout the entire space, still lingering around peoples ears and never landing.
Mengtuoluo remained with her eyes closed. She sighed deeply in her heart. She knew she had lost.
There was no reason. It was just a very simple feeling. The other partys music was more pleasant and more wonderful.
After a long time, Mengtuoluo opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked directly at Lanling for the first time.
With that one glance, it seemed as if she wanted to see through Lanlings mask and enter his heart.
He was a slightly slender and handsome man who appeared a little melancholic. In his serene gaze there was hidden a touch of madness.
He should be like her, sensitive and carrying a dark psychology. Otherwise he would not have guessed her tragic past on the very first day he saw her.
In these few short days of confrontation, whether in terms of mind games, aesthetics, or musical attainment, he had completely defeated her. Yet she, Mengtuoluo, had been the most outstanding among the candidate saintesses of the Holy Dragon Temple.
However, apart from martial arts, he surpassed her in every other aspect.
In this battle of the sexes, she, Mengtuoluo, had suffered a near total defeat.
Your piece is a tragedy. Mengtuoluo said.
Lanling nodded and said, Yes, because the groom died.
Why did he die? Mengtuoluo asked.
To save the bride. Lanling said.
Mengtuoluo laughed softly and said, Then will you save me too?
Lanling shook his head and said, My mission in this life is to protect my sister. However, if I am destined to die, then I hope my death can save your heart.
Mengtuoluos exquisitely beautiful face trembled and she said, Why?
Lanling said, Because the two of us are the same. We are people who can become angels or demons.
This sentence became the sharpest arrow and instantly pierced Mengtuoluos heart.
Able to become an angel or a demon. This was the best interpretation of her entire life.
All kinds of masks on her face shattered because facing a person who understood her so well, pitied her so much, and even had a personality exactly like hers, any disguise no longer had meaning.
All right, you have won again. Your mind games, your painting attainment, and your musical attainment have all surpassed mine. Mengtuoluo said. I will honour the bet. After the wedding I will give you my pure body.
After speaking, she left directly.
Lanling knew that she would not come again before the wedding ceremony.
All his efforts could also end now. Next was to wait for the arrival of the wedding and the judgment of fate.
To die or to live?
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On the day of the full moon, the auspicious day had arrived and the wedding ceremony began!
On this day, the Viper Tribe was decorated everywhere with new adornments. Even every person wore bright red festive clothes.
Because the female chieftain of the Viper Tribe was going to hold a wedding ceremony again. However, this time it was far more grand than all the previous ones.
Inside the chieftains hall, there were red candles everywhere, red喜 decorations everywhere, and flowers everywhere.
Even the reasonably good looking children in the tribe were called over to scatter flower petals and sugar everywhere, just like a real wedding.
Lanling had designed a white wedding dress and Mengtuoluo had rushed to make it. However, she did not wear it because this was after all not a real wedding but merely a blood sucking and killing ritual.
What she wore was still that vermilion tight fitting long skirt. Because once she put on the white wedding dress, she would become an angel.
Wearing the vermilion long skirt, she became a demon because this was the colour of blood. At present she still chose to become a demon.
There was also no festive music because the two people who could play the piano were both participating in the ceremony.
Thus, under the gazes of the barbarian crowd, the two of them performed the game of a wedding ceremony.
First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the parents, then the couple bows to each other.
The entire process was like a silent play.
The only sound came after the ceremony ended when a strong barbarian man, the barbarian army leader who had chased Lanling, shouted in an non standard tone, The ceremony is complete. Send them to the bridal chamber!