Fate is like a gear, precisely biting, but after rusting, it will no longer turn, and can only wait for the next hero to open a new chapter, so that it will turn again......

"Beauty, not necessarily beauty in the traditional sense, the gods have given us everything in this continent of Goblis, so there is beauty everywhere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fuya looked at Tang Meng with a pair of eyes, and said slowly, her voice was clear and beautiful, as tactful as a lark, no worse than the music she played.

When everyone heard this, they didn't care if it was right or wrong, so they nodded yes, which made Mar very puzzled, as if everyone had become her fans and had a blind belief in her? Mar had felt this way before, but since the moment Liz took her hand, it seemed that there was no such feeling.

"So, according to what you say, even the evil in the world is given by the gods, so this is also beautiful?" Tang Meng asked lightly, unmoved by Fuya.

The surrounding adventurers and mercenaries are a little angry, this kid is always holding on to small problems, don't you want to watch this beautiful bard perform?

So many people looked at Tang Meng with a little wrong eyes, and some even seemed to let this person out.

"If the evil in the world is also given by the gods, then I believe that when the world has overcome evil, they will know the value of light and cherish it more. After speaking, Fuya looked at Tang Meng, and those eyes seemed to be asking Tang Meng if he had any questions?

Tang Meng just looked at this bard with all his thoughts, worthy of being a bard walking on the mainland, this adaptability is very powerful, but Tang Meng is still a little uncomfortable for her always praising the gods, after all, the continent still believes in the gods, only the bard and the church are left.

"Well, then, ladies and gentlemen, though my talent is limited, please listen to one more poem that I have written, and I will try to satisfy you. Fuya whispered.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on her, and they didn't care about Tang Meng anymore, and at this moment, Lisi and Mar also came out of the crowd and stood beside Tang Meng.

"Why are you back now, Lord Tang Meng, and my father didn't come?" asked Marr. At the same time, Mar wanted to see where his father was, but his father, who usually likes to watch the excitement the most, didn't know why, so he didn't follow Master Tang Meng to see this lively scene.

"Well, your father is resting at home. Tang Meng said, after all, he was frightened by those people, and Tang Meng let Linen rest at home first.

"Master, you ...... just now" Lisi wanted to ask about what happened just now, but Tang Meng interrupted her.

"Shhhh Tang Meng stopped Lis's question, and his eyes looked through the crowd to Fuya in the center.

At this moment, Fuya had already adjusted the mandolin in her hand and gently placed the pick in her hand on the string. Suddenly, everyone stared at her in the center, and she was as eye-catching as a goddess.

Only then did Tang Meng notice that her hands were very beautiful and charming, with slender fingers and green fingers, placed on the strings. But in an instant, the beautiful tone poured out, this time the music was passionate, like a fire lighting dry wood, the dawn shining into the night, the instant overture made the hearts of all adventurers and mercenaries beat uncontrollably, wanting to recall the most thrilling moment of their lives.

Immediately, the bard calmly sang her epic:

The light is shining,

Man, looking up,

Darkness is prostrating.

Why? Because of fate,

Perhaps God no longer exists.

But heroes, do exist,

Not a legend, just waiting.

The immortal oath is not the erosion of Rindong,

The undefeated god of war is a pity with fate.

When the gods cease to care for the world, darkness is about to descend on the earth.

The appearance of heroes has long been predestined, and swords and magic end everything.

Because this is the cog of fate, slowly turning but unstoppable.

At this point, Fuya's hand suddenly stopped, and the passionate music stopped abruptly, and then she took a deep look in Tang Meng's direction, and then went on to say words that seemed to be prophetic.

"When all is about to end, but all the heroes are crying, because of the desolation of the earth, and lies and betrayals, even if this pain has been carved on the stone tablet for thousands of years, and will be admired by future generations, then no one will remember the tears of heroes. Fuya said sadly.

Such a puzzling poem still made everyone's eyes wet, and many adventurers and mercenaries actually found each other's tears of excitement.

"Is it so contagious? But it always felt like she was portending something else. Tang Meng rarely showed a puzzled expression and looked at the chanter.

"Miss Fuya, you play the piano so well!" called a mercenary.

"Miss Fuya, your poems have touched me and reminded me of those bloody adventures when I was young. A middle-aged adventurer said excitedly.

"Miss Fuya, can you let me shake hands?" said the fruit shop uncle.

"Miss Fuya, I would like to ask you what is in your poems?" asked some wise magician solemnly.

At this moment, the crowd was a little commotional, one by one, fanatical, wanting to ask Fuya questions, or shaking hands, and some of them were clever enough to want her autograph, just like the scene of a star concert in Huaxia, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that the bard is not much different from a star when he is on this.

However, Fuya felt as if she was a little troubled, the audience was a little too enthusiastic, she couldn't resist it, she used to be ...... Forget it, Fuya is a little afraid to think about the past. Tang Meng sighed, still wanting to help this too-popular bard, so he asked Lisi and Mar to go back first.

Seeing Tang Meng's undeniable eyes, Mar and Lisi had no choice but to leave first.

"You're talking nonsense, it's just a waste of my time. Tang Meng said in a light tone.

Everyone immediately turned around and looked at this very discordant person, and their eyes were a little unkind.

"This kid is deliberately finding fault, right?" someone muttered.

"Damn, I saw that he said that his skin was itchy, and he looked like a little white face. A strong man said.

At this time, many people had unconsciously stood in front of Fuya, forming a human wall between Tang Meng and Fuya. It has the feeling of "protecting" Fuya. At this time, Fuya's back became empty, and Tang Meng nodded in Fuya's direction. Liz suddenly appeared, and immediately grabbed the bard Fuya and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"This bard sings all lies, and you fools believe it?" Tang Meng said indifferently.

This completely ignited everyone's anger, so they each pulled out the weapons in their hands, and Tang Meng also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, ready to turn around and run away.

Suddenly, a magician launched a large magic ball and hit Tang Meng's feet, Tang Meng turned around and ran, everyone chased after him, and his mouth kept shouting and scolding.

So there was a very rare lively scene in Milanka Town, Tang Meng used his speed advantage to distance himself from the people chasing him, but from time to time there were flying knives behind him, and there were naturally a lot of magic bullets, and the bombardment was not hit and exploded in the air, just like a performance for the liveliness of this town......

(To be continued.) )