magician

Chapter 465 I don't want to practice

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Xiaoli staggered from being pushed, and turned her head to look at the old Hades unwillingly.

The old Hades expression was firm.

Xiaoli was helpless, and turned to look at Lu Pan again.

He grew up among men, but now he wants to be with a woman, a woman who is not very old.It was hard for him to accept.

But Uncle Lu Pan said that his father was not in good health, so he must not disobey his father's will and make him angry.

Lu Juan nodded to him.

Xiaoli sighed helplessly, and walked towards Fenglan.

Feng Lan was also very helpless, she thought she was here to fight, but turned out to be a nanny? !
As the old Hades himself said, he was really busy, so busy that he was almost invisible.

Xiaoli was very depressed, and Fenglan was also a little depressed.

Because even Lu Juan followed the old Yama and disappeared.

Sitting on Huangquan Road, facing a large area of ​​withered Bana flowers.

Looking at the desolate and desolate scene, I feel even more depressed.

Xiaoli picks up the stones on the side of the road and throws them towards Huahai.

It took a long time to hear a "boom" sound like falling into the water.

Seeing that Xiaoli was unhappy, Fenglan thought of the entrustment of the old Hades, and wanted to make him happier.

After racking her brains and thinking a lot, she suddenly had an idea when she heard the sound of something falling into the water.

"It's so quiet here, all I hear are some ghost cries. How about I play a nice voice for you?"

Xiaoli turned her head, still with a cool look on her face, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity, "There is nothing here. No one likes a nice voice, how do you make a nice voice for me?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Look after it." With a wave of Feng Lan's hand, there were eight more bowls in front of her, and she cast a spell to get some water from the flower pond on the other side, and added them to the eight bowls.

The water in the bowl decreases successively.

After adding it, she transformed into two small wooden sticks.

Xiaoli looked at her curiously, not understanding at all.

Fenglan turned to look at him, Xiaoli hurriedly turned her head and snorted arrogantly.

Feng Lan grinned, took a wooden stick and began to tap lightly on the edge of the bowl.

A beautiful voice flowed out slowly with her movements, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.

The sound of the music is beautiful, and the people who listen to it are relaxed and happy, and their mood is also opened up.

On Huangquan Road, the ghost messengers led the ghosts past, and couldn't help but stop and listen.

The whole underworld no longer feels so scary and resentful, but calm and peaceful.

At the end of the song, the faint smile on Fenglan's lips remained, and she turned to ask Xiaoli.

"How? Are you in a better mood?"

Xiao Li's eyes were full of doubts, "You did this to make me feel better?"

"En!" Feng Lan nodded, "This is very simple. You don't need any specific instruments, and simple things can play beautiful music."

"It's amazing!" Xiaoli cheered. He never thought that a simple bowl of water could play such wonderful music. He hurriedly asked Fenglan, "How did you do it? Just a few Bowl, a little water can make such a beautiful music. Can you teach me?"

"It's not difficult." Feng Lan said, "I can teach you, but after you finish practicing."

Having been together for so many days, Fenglan has long seen that Xiaoli doesn't like practicing martial arts. Although she doesn't know why, the path he will take in the future is doomed to him not being able to choose whether he likes it or not.

Xiaoli was originally full of joy, but after hearing the words behind her, her little face suddenly collapsed.

"I don't want to practice."

"Why?" Feng Lan took the opportunity to ask.

(End of this chapter)