Xianwu star

Chapter 422 The Seed Has Been Planted

The night is as cool as water, and the valley is empty.

According to the outline drawn by Wang Zheng on the map, Feng Ming'er and his party came to the place where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff.

Under the cold moonlight, Feng Ming'er walked slowly towards the cliff where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff, in a gorgeous and shiny feather coat.

Silver pupils, like the bright moon in the sky.A beautiful face is comparable to the stars in the sky.Noble and noble, Feng Ming'er at this moment is like a fairy descended from the world.

But behind Feng Ming'er, there are a lot of strange men.

Each of them has a strong aura, but they are wary of each other's positions. Each of them wants to get closer to Feng Ming'er, but they can't help the others to block them secretly.

Among these people, there is the overbearing Qilin with vigor and blood like an oven, the cold and aloof Beimingkun clan, and the human race who is warm and looks like a boy next door...

However, Feng Ming'er seemed to have gotten used to their existence, so she didn't pay attention to them at all, and instead walked towards the edge of the cliff on her own.

Just at this moment, the faint sound of flute suddenly came from far away.

Xiao sobbed, with an indescribable coldness, loneliness, desolation, and some indescribable feelings.It seems that it is a sound that has passed through thousands of years and is still lingering.

If Li Xueqi was here, she would definitely be able to hear it right away.The sound of the flute is exactly what Wang Zheng played 1000 years ago in the millennium illusion.

1000 years ago, to put it bluntly, it is 1000 years after the Xiaosheng solo version.

A long flute, played for 1000 years, is really the way to end the loneliness that has lingered for thousands of years.And the sound of the flute matches the tune, and it has the same Chinese style as blue and white porcelain and Jiangnan.

Feng Ming'er originally liked the tunes of Jiangnan and Blue and White Porcelain. She liked the tunes that had a long charm, but had a mellow tone throughout the tune, with loops, and a traditional oriental aesthetic.

Hearing the Xiao sound, Feng Ming'er became curious, took a step and found the place where the Xiao sound came from.

Behind Feng Ming'er, several men looked at each other as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They looked at each other and then used their tactics in tacit understanding. They quietly broke through the space and followed.At this moment, their eyes were full of vigilance.

"Ok?"

Looking at the person playing the flute, Feng Ming'er's eyes were neither sad nor joyful. She thought that the person who could play such a melody was either a senior with a story or an excellent peer, but unexpectedly, the person in the distance , but an ordinary man.

Not to mention the ordinary appearance, although the cultivation base can be regarded as good, but compared with these arrogances like them, it is far worse.

Not only Feng Ming'er saw that person, but the rest of the men also heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that person. Compared with them, such scum is nothing at all.

Someone sneaked a glance at Feng Ming'er, and found that Feng Ming'er didn't even look at the person, but just quietly listened to the sound of the flute.

"It seems that Miss Feng Ming'er just likes this song. Well, I will write this down and play it to Miss Feng Ming'er in the future."

Seeing Feng Ming'er's performance, the man thought to himself, and at the same time quietly made a decision, a decision that seemed to make him gain Feng Ming'er's favor.

He didn't feel anything wrong with his state of racking his brains just for a kiss.After all, Feng Ming'er's talent and family affairs are there, such a girl of heaven is worth pursuing.

And Feng Ming'er's noble and pure posture is not a pretentious one.It's the posture that one should have as a proud man!
Therefore, facing Feng Ming'er's indifference, not only were these people not angry, but they cheered up one by one.

Unfortunately, they didn't understand Wang Zheng's routine.

At this moment, Wang Zheng was running Karma Transformation Jue with all his strength, quietly lurking in a corner, observing everyone's performance.

As expected by Wang Zheng, everyone had no intention of showing up, and just quietly listened to Kong Fan blowing the flute.

In their eyes, that ordinary young man was sitting on a lonely cliff, one leg was hanging outside the cliff, but he was hugging the other leg, blowing Chang Xiao chicly and unrestrainedly.

The dense fog and miasma of the mountain stream were just blown up by the mountain wind at this moment, rushing past him, making everything hazy and unreal.

The wild smoke and grass, the world is alienated, people are in the world, but there is no self in the world.This is like a special state of incompatibility with everything and everything. At this moment, the man looks so lonely.

The loose long hair fluttered gently in the wind, appearing in the cloud and mist like a ghost.The melody is mellow and deep, and after a quiet song, it makes people have endless aftertaste, as if it is a person who has been lonely for thousands of years, and the hope that has never given up in his heart.

"This song is really good." This is everyone's evaluation of this song.

After listening to the song, I wanted to stand on the cliff and see where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff, but there were idlers disturbing here, and he was a seemingly ordinary idler.

Feng Ming'er naturally didn't intend to show up, because she knew how shocking it would be if she and those around her showed up.

At the same time, she didn't want to be spoiled by a strange and ordinary person from the beautiful scenery in her heart.

Thinking of this, Feng Ming'er made a gesture to leave.

But at this moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared, the ordinary man suddenly put away Chang Xiao, without reason, waved Chang Xiao into the mountain stream, and then walked away without a trace of nostalgia or regret.

Feng Ming'er frowned, looking at the back of the ordinary man leaving, she became curious for the first time.

Why did he throw away the flute?Why did he go so decisively?What did the flute sound represent?
However, in the end it was Tianjiao, once he changed his mind, he didn't take such trivial matters to heart, turned around and left.

Where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff, he once again regained his composure.

Xinghang City, within the Duanjia Inn.

Wang Zheng was very satisfied with Kong Fan's performance today. In his eyes, Kong Fan showed a man with a story and a free and easy life, very vividly!
"Master... Director Wang, do you think Miss Feng Ming'er can remember me?" Just as Wang Zheng began to praise his plan, Kong Fan was somewhat unconfident and expectant. , asked.

Wang Zheng rolled his eyes: "Who do you think you are, that you can be remembered by playing the flute? I worked so hard to create such a classic character as Xu Xian, and Feng Ming'er took it to heart. Xu Xian, instead of me, Wang Zheng?"

"Oh..." Kong Fan was a little disappointed, but as a mature man, he also knew that what Wang Zheng said was the truth, so he couldn't help cheering up again: "Director Wang, let's go on..."

Wang Zhengyun waved his hands calmly: "No hurry, the seeds have already been planted."

"Next, pay close attention to Feng Ming'er's movements. We don't have much time left, we must fertilize the seeds!"

"Well, that's it. Tell the shopkeeper to tell Duan Dahai from the Duan family to come and see me."

(End of this chapter)