Lu Yi smiled: "How difficult is this? Let me think about it."

"Humph! I don't believe you can sing anything!" Jian Ruyu folded her arms in disbelief.

Lu Yi glanced over, and then chuckled: "Listen well. The wind rubs the blue light in a mirror, and the rain passes through Qianfeng and pours on the dark."

Jian Ruyu: "???"

She looked at Lu Yi with a shocked expression, she couldn't believe it.

Lu Yi was happy, joking, he was the same in his last life.

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