Chen Xuan withdrew the magic circle, and the two immediately returned to the tavern. Zheng Wan saw his master coming out, and immediately sneaked around. Like his master's message.

"How is it? Master? Who wins?"

"You bastard, don't ask around when you have nothing to do!"

"I'm just asking!" Wrinkle's very aggrieved voice echoed in Chen Xuan's mind.

Chen Xuan ignored him and waved to him, and he immediately sat down obediently.

"I haven't asked you yet. Your family lives so far away. Why are you here today?" Chen Xuanqi said again.

"This," Yan Keyun hesitated and took a sip of the golden sand in front of him.

"I came out to relax, but I didn't expect to meet you."

"Relax? Did you encounter anything that bothered you?"

Yan Keyun nodded,

"As you know, our Siren family has a very long history."

Chen Xuan knew that several books could be published on their family's history! And all of them are famous works.

"Because of the special characteristics of our Siren family, we have studied singing very well. After a long time, we have studied its aggressiveness."

"This is a good thing. It can expand its functions!" Chen Xuan still didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"But it is offensive and has a very long history. So as time goes by, people forget that his original singing voice was also very beautiful." Yan Keyun came here and pouted, maybe it was because of his Sore spot.

"The singing of our Siren family has a long history, so in ancient times, we were very particular about the rules of vocalization, and it has become a strict form that has been passed down from generation to generation, but today, people don't seem to particularly like it. "

Chen Xuan remained silent because he knew the story was not over yet.

"Yesterday, our Siren family participated in a family activity. We were originally there to entertain others. We are all a group of enthusiastic and generous people, and we didn't care about anything. Then when the activity was about to end, someone asked us to sing to entertain others. Of course we are very happy, because that person understands our art very well. In his eyes, it is not only a tool for killing people, but also can really bring people a happy mood, and we don't even refuse it. I am grateful because there are really not many people who can accept him.

"But we haven't started singing yet. There are people who want to listen to the song sung by another singer. They are also professional singers, but their singing is very weak, not even lethal. It is impossible to have a long-term singing voice. It's history. But his only advantage is that the songs they sing are what people like to listen to now. This is already very disrespectful, but we can't let the guest of honor be disappointed, so we have to act like it's with others. Let’s get together! The worst thing is that they will sing theirs and we will sing ours!” When Yan Keyun came here, he was very angry. His mouth bulged with anger. His face was filled with disgust.

"And this isn't the end yet! At the end of the song, someone from the opposite side actually booed us! They asked us to use this to kill people honestly and not to show off! Humph!" The more Yan Keyun thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. .

Chen Xuan, what's going on with you guys now? You just lost a game! So he opened his mouth to comfort him. Chen Xuan realized that he had looked at him and thought he was too ordinary, so he felt the need to comfort him.

"Okay, don't be sad! If you want others to like you, then work hard! As long as you do well, many people will like it one day!"

Chen Xuan really doesn't know how to comfort people, so he can only stay here. But he suddenly added another sentence.

"But you guys will never fail! The fact that it can be passed down from 790 history and has developed so many functions proves that its vitality is still very strong. As long as the public is given a little time, they will always have something Will accept it!”

"Well, you're right!" Yan Keyun encouraged himself. He took a sip of the wine in the glass, raised the glass, and touched it in the air. As if paying homage to something.

"There's always one!"

Chen Xuan had an idea, "Since you like singing so much, can you sing one for me? Just sing your favorite ones!"

"Listen to my singing?" Yan Keyun was a little happy and a little surprised. "But you might not like it."

"It's okay, I can listen! If it doesn't work, we can have another fight! I know your fighting ability!"

It was rare for Chen Xuan to meet such a close friend, so he was obsessed with wanting him to be as happy as himself.

Although he is not particularly happy now.

Yan Keyun saw that Chen Xuan really wanted to hear him sing, so he started singing.

The lyrics are beautifully written, with the vast earth, twinkling stars, gentle sea, and cool grassland. There is also a rosy evening breeze and warm flowing water. Beautiful rose.

His singing voice ranges from high-pitched to very gentle, and his emotions seem to penetrate in an instant, from the beginning to the end. Chen Xuan even felt that vivid pictures flashed in front of him

After the song ended, many people gathered near the tavern. Even Wrinkle was fascinated by it.

Yan Keyun sat down as if nothing had happened and continued drinking with Chen Xuan.

"Have you seen so many people nearby?" Chen Xuan reminded him.

"It means your singing is really beautiful! If you just sing like this casually, many people will be attracted to you, which means everyone still likes it!"

Chen Xuan tried his best to tell the other party how beautiful the song was.

Yan Keyun finally smiled, and his eyes were full of stars again.

"Thank you! This is the first time that an outsider has praised us so much!" His voice was still clear and cool, but this time it had the deep voice of a mature man.

So the two of them started chatting again, and Chen Xuan finally remembered the purpose of this trip.

"You're welcome. Although you and I are both practitioners, we may be able to cooperate more in the future!"

"Oh?" Yan Keyun immediately understood what the other party meant.

"That depends on your alcohol tolerance!" He raised his glass to the other party with a smirk on his face.

What? Chen Xuan smiled all of a sudden. This is really a strange person! Well, he would rather obey than be respectful!

So he asked the boss for a lot of "golden sand"

If we compare the alcohol tolerance, drinking such a strong alcohol will definitely not work! So the chances of winning are still higher with low alcohol!

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