The sword of the sword god kills the universe

Chapter 310: The Sound of the Flute Breaks the Heart Demon

"My lord, it's absurd." Qingyin walked a few steps towards Jianchen's direction, and then made a blessing.Looking at Jian Chen again, it was the first time she saw someone who could be intoxicated by his piano sound for so long.Others may not know what this means, but she who plays the music is very clear, the longer the immersion, the deeper the perception.

"It's definitely not a perfunctory word, but the girl's piano sound is pleasant, with a profound artistic conception. It is deeply touching." Jian Chen said with a serious face, lest Qing Yin think that he is like those people, just to please the beautiful woman, Jian Chen naturally It's not the kind of person who can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman, but the benefits he got from it just now, just the sound of the piano just now, Jian Chen's soul power has obviously increased by one level, reaching the level of Lan Ling. Upper middle class.

"Haha." Hearing Jian Chen's words, Qingyin covered her small mouth with her slender hands, and couldn't help smiling, feeling a little curiosity about the young man.

The beauty smiled, she was really alluring, everyone was a little crazy watching, but there were also many people who did not forget to stare at Jian Chen with murderous eyes after watching Qingyin, making Jian Chen feel a chill behind him. [

"How about I give the girl a song too?" Jian Chen looked at that beautiful face, a thought flashed through his mind, there was no trace of blasphemy, and his face was sincere.

"Oh, the young master also understands this subtle skill?" Hearing Jian Chen's words, Qingyin was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Jian Chen actually understood the rhythm. Art, let alone a man.

Ling'er, Po Jun and the others were also dumbfounded. They had never heard of Jian Chen's ability to do such a small skill. At least in the year they knew each other, no one seemed to have heard of playing anything, so they couldn't help but look forward to it.

"I don't know the sound of the piano, but I know a little about the flute. Please advise."

Jian Chen took out a crystal green jade flute from the interspatial ring, and when the flute was turned horizontally, a soft and melodious flute sounded softly, the sound was very low, as if it was whispering in his ear, but this However, the subtle sound spread out, and everyone could hear the flute sound clearly.

Those who wanted to laugh at Jian Chen's overreaching closed their mouths before they could open their mouths. The sound of the flute unexpectedly attracted them all at once.

The soft sound of the flute is like a wanderer returning home in the quiet place at night. He couldn't bear to disturb the already quiet small village. Sentimental...

What Jian Chen played was a Guqin piece Hujia Eighteen Beats that he often heard in his previous life. Jian Chen in his previous life was originally an orphan and only loved this Guqin piece, but this time Jian Chen played it with his flute.

Although Jian Chen in this life has a family, his mother also passed away early, adding to his longing. Just now, Qingyin's piano sound ignited the emotion that had been locked in his heart for a long time, and now he released it with the sound of the flute. come out.

As the flute sounded, Jian Chen's heart seemed to be floating in the air, and he didn't seem to have much sense of belonging to the world in the last life or this life.Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented loneliness, everything was released from the sound of the flute... At this moment, Jian Chen was so absorbed that he forgot time and everything.

The cheerful Fengyulou fell into a sentimental atmosphere just now, and the ion's homesickness and resentment infected everyone at once, and many emotional people even shed tears, and the sound of the flute seemed to evoke the past in their hearts .

Qingyin on the stage stared at Jian Chen obsessively. She had just become acquainted with Jian Chen, but with her study of rhythm, she could best feel Jian Chen's state of mind. At this moment, she seemed to understand the situation in front of her. This young man understands his loneliness.

The whispering whisper gradually faded away, like a subtle voice from outside, following the floating white clouds.Gradually, the evening wind blows, and the white clouds accompanied by the sound of the piano are also dyed blood red by the setting sun, and are blown away piece by piece by the evening wind. The pain of heaven and earth.

For a moment, the sky above the entire capital was shrouded in this eternal loneliness. Everyone who heard this song seemed to have a strange feeling, and the sadness in their hearts was also tuned out.

The corners of Jian Chen's eyes were filled with tears at some point, the song came from his heart, without that kind of sadness, he would not have uttered such a low voice.

The lonely homesickness in my heart also dissipated with the sound of the flute just now.The sound of the flute also changed suddenly, and the sound of the flute that gradually faded away became clear again.

The rhythm of the flute gradually became faster, and the original sound of resentment gradually dissipated, but Qu'er replaced it with a sense of murder and passion, and a flash of horror flashed across many people's faces.

The melody of the flute suddenly had this kind of mysterious feeling. At this moment, Jian Chen felt as if he was standing on the top of a high mountain, looking down at the peaks. The war horse roared, the gold and iron screamed, and a sense of heroism emerged spontaneously, pointing the country.

Hearing this, those women seemed to have their blood ignited in their chests. The sound of the flute was like the sound of gold and iron. It made people feel that they were in the battlefield and surrounded by the enemy, but there was no trace of fear in their hearts. Meaning, as the sound of the flute soared, there was a sense of heroism in the hearts of everyone who went alone even though there were thousands of people. [

Jian Chen's eyes slowly opened, and he felt relieved for a while, he never thought that he would actually break through the demons that had restrained him for a long time just now.

Jian Chen came to this other world was smooth sailing, but Dugu, who does not belong to this other world, was always a time bomb in his heart, but this bomb had been suppressed by the sword intent, but the flute just now Yin actually solved this problem in a formal way, and he had to marvel at the wonder.

The sound of the flute stopped, and everyone looked around and found that everyone's eyes were full of faith, that undefeated faith, and looking at Jian Chen, the eyes also changed.

As a musician, Qingyin has a deeper feeling than everyone else. Jian Chen's flute sound may not be as good as her own, but she can't compare to her appeal, casualness and ease. It is so big that it is absolutely impossible to play it. After a long silence, she asked, "What is the name of this piece?"

"Hu Jia's eighteen beats, the general's order." Jian Chen raised his head to see Qingyin's expression, he was a little surprised, and returned.

"Two pieces of music?" Qingyin asked suspiciously, she couldn't believe that Jian Chen could connect the two pieces of music so seamlessly.

Jian Chen nodded and replied, "Two pieces."

Hearing Jian Chen's affirmation, Qingyin was stunned, bowed her head in silence, and pondered for a long time, then her eyes showed a semblance of clarity, she looked at Jian Chen, and couldn't help but admire: "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. My little sister admires it." .”

Said, Qingyin bowed to Jian Chen.Jian Chen inspired her a lot today, far more than the purpose of entering the world today, as long as she goes back and realizes it well, her own realm will be able to go up.

A flute sounded, and the distance between the two of them was suddenly drawn. Hearing Qingyin's address Jian Chen was a bit surprised, and then he looked around, only to find that Qingyin's age seemed to be about the same age as himself, which made Jianchen very surprised. Unexpectedly, at such an age, the attainments in rhythm are so profound. It's really amazing. Jian Chen became more and more curious about the Mingyan Building behind Qingyin.

"Haven't you asked your son's name yet?" He was a little embarrassed to mention this Qingyin, and he didn't even know the other person's name.

"Jian Chen. You can just call me by my name." Jian Chen didn't hide anything, and replied with a smile. Qingyin gave him a good feeling. Just by the sound of the piano just now, you can tell that she is definitely not the woman who Hongying joked about just now. .

Jian Chen?Qingyin frowned, she seemed to have heard of this name before, after thinking for a while, a thought flashed through her, and she remembered that the champion of the two-day forging conference who was in the limelight seemed to be called Jian Chen, looking at Jian Chen's outfit, Qingyin quickly concluded that it was the same person, and she was even more surprised. Both rhythm and forging required talent, and it was extremely time-consuming. It was definitely not something that could be accomplished in a day. They were all top-notch, which made her, who had always had a high vision, feel a little bit of admiration for Jian Chen.

"What, it's actually Jian Chen." Everyone was dumbfounded. Such a young master Pian Pian was actually Jian Chen who won the championship two days ago. Looking again, Jian Chen's figure coincided with the one in the forging competition two days ago. At the same time, at this moment, everyone's eyes are admiring, jealous, and even more envious.

"Jian Chen, can you tell me a little bit more?" Qingyin invited.

"That's what I want, but..." After speaking, Jian Chen looked at Pojun Hongying and the others beside him, and gave Qingyin an apologetic smile.

"Since it's your friend, we can go together." Qingyin smiled when she saw this, and nodded while looking at Pojun and the others below.

Hearing Qingyin's words, Po Jun and the others were overjoyed. They loved Jian Chen to death. If it wasn't for the crowd, they would have embraced Jian Chen and kissed him. The smell has eased a little, but there is still a little vigilance in the eyes looking at Qingyin, for fear that she will snatch something away.

Following Jian Chen and the others went upstairs.Qingyin also retreated behind the scenes, an old lady walked out, bowed slightly to everyone, and said: "Sorry, Miss Qing has something to do, let's end today." After saying that, the old lady also retreated.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the people below immediately made a fuss, but soon quieted down, and a team of guards stood in front of the stairs going up.These guards are the strength of Fengyu Building. After all, such a family business naturally has its own guarding power. Each guard is a carefully selected soldier who has experienced the baptism of iron and blood on the front line of Yueling Kingdom.

A middle-aged man in iron armor came out from behind the team, stared at these people with cold eyes, and then said in a cold voice: "Please don't make mistakes."

Hearing that voice, everyone seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, feeling cold all over.The people who originally wanted to make trouble saw the big knife glowing with cold light, and felt terrified in their hearts. Although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to retreat. [

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