Ling Tianyu looked at the snow bear helplessly, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "By the way, little bear, what do you think of me playing." ”

Snow Bear's eyes widened in horror, indicating that he was very frightened.

"How. Ling Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and said with a narcissistic smile: "Haha, I also know that I played it so well just now, by the way, it's rare to have such a loyal audience, so how about my brother present another song." ”

"Roar, ~~"

Snow Bear roared, suddenly realized that something terrible had happened, shook his head desperately, and his whole face was about to petrify,

"Well, I know you must be very happy in your heart, you can hear that beautiful song again, and it seems that you really need to present another song. Ling Tianyu smiled beautifully,

"Roar, ~~"

The snow bear roared excitedly, spinning in place, terrified,

"Cut, do you need to be so excited. Ling Tianyu glanced at it, continued to close his eyes forgetfully, and pinched the strings,

suddenly

With a bang,

The strings were broken,

"Rub, what's the situation, why is it so broken all of a sudden. Ling Tianyu's face darkened,

"Roar,~"

The snow bear roared happily, dancing with his hands, expressing a very happy and proud look.

"You... What do you mean by that, with a look of schadenfreude. Ling Tianyu was quite depressed, and read: "Could it be that I really play it so badly, this is impossible, I think it's quite good." ”

"Don't fucking play it, okay. The Poison King's voice suddenly came weakly, looking quite tired, and it felt like it was about to collapse,

"Why can't you play. Ling Tianyu's face was full of doubts,

"Do you know how powerful you just play the song, the old man was almost fucking obliterated by your horrible music, it's so torturous. The poison king cried out with palpitations,

"Is that exaggerated? Ling Tianyu's whole face turned green, and he said angrily: "I see that you are always jealous, jealous that my talent is better than yours." ”

"Your fucking talent is so awesome, it's just inhumane,~" The Poison King exclaimed excitedly, the fastest mobile terminal for network updates::/m.. com/

"What a miserable and inhumane, this is called the sound of the world, you don't know how to appreciate it. Ling Tianyu snorted and said,

"Okay, this piano is also broken, the old man is not lucky to listen to you play anymore, I feel that the whole world has suddenly become quiet, and the old man's ears are also quiet, and he can finally have a good rest. The poison king sighed slowly,

"You are so old, after all, I am also your true disciple, you can't look down on me so much. Ling Tianyu said,

"It's not that the old man looks down on you, but the music you play is really too lethal, but the old man thinks that if there is your music, I'm afraid that the headless horseman will be killed by you. "The Poison King said,

"Are you always sarcastic about me? Ling Tianyu rolled his eyes, looked at the Huo Xuanqin with a broken string in his hand, and couldn't help but ask Snow Bear: "Little Bear, there should be a lot of dead people here, can you find something that looks like some musical instruments." ”

"Woo,~"

Snow Bear nodded at first, suddenly thought of something terrible, and then shook his head desperately, looking quite reluctant,

"Don't pretend to be pitiful to me, find out for me if you have one, I'm really anxious to get out of here, don't you want to leave with me. Ling Tianyu said,

Snow Bear was stunned and thought for a long time, as if he had made a great determination,

Fierce,

The snow bear suddenly drilled into the ground, and a pair of sharp claws were digging through the snow,

Ling Tianyu looked at the fire string piano in his hand, shook his head and sighed: "Alas~ It seems that I have to get a bamboo piano in the future, but I can't just ruin my talent." ”

"You still dare to come, the old man is fighting hard with you. The poison king cried out,

"You're too old..." Ling Tianyu was directly speechless,

At this moment, the snow bear emerged from the huge snow hole dug up, holding a strange flute in his hand,

"Dizi, ~"

Ling Tianyu's face was full of joy and excitement,

Although Ling Tianyu didn't have any talent in the instrument, Ling Tianyu had a lot of research on the bamboo flute.

Actually, it can't be said to be research.

It's just that in his previous life, Ling Tianyu lived with his murderous master Wang, and he didn't have any friends or other relatives around him, and in loneliness, Ling Tianyu would make some bamboo flutes by himself, often playing them in the middle of the night.

Although it is not particularly good, it is still presentable, at least it will not be as lethal as the song just played.

"Woo,~~"

Snow Bear groaned with fear on his face, hesitated for a long time before weakly throwing the flute to Ling Tianyu,

Ling Tianyu took the flute excitedly, but the strange thing was that this flute seemed to be carved from a bone, carefully crafted, and at the sound of the flute, a small and strange skull was exposed, which was also specially treated.

I have to say, this flute is really cool,

Ling Tianyu played around a few times, and suddenly found that there were three blood characters carved on this flute, the bone soul flute,

"The Bone Soul Flute, it sounds evil. Ling Tianyu shuddered secretly and said with a smile: "Hehe, it turns out that your master is no longer here, then you belong to me." ”

"Good thing, this bone soul flute turned out to be a heaven-level horcrux. The Poison King said suddenly,

"Heaven-level Horcruxes. Ling Tianyu's face was full of surprise,

The Poison King said: "Yes, and this Bone Soul Flute is very evil, it is quite suitable for you to cultivate the Soul Killing Demon Song, but..."

"Nothing more. Ling Tianyu asked,

"You're not going to wait and you're going to make a sound that kills people like you did just now. The Poison King said in horror,

"You don't have to worry about this, in my previous life, I really played with this thing a lot, although I don't dare to say that I can blow the fairy sound of the Divine Comedy or something, at least it can make you listen to it comfortably. Ling Tianyu said with a smile,

"Hopefully, the old man still wants his life. The Poison King said,

Ling Tianyu was helpless, and thought angrily: Dare to underestimate me, I will open the eyes of your old man later,

Thinking about it, Ling Tianyu grabbed the bone soul flute,

For some reason, when he was holding the bone soul flute, Ling Tianyu couldn't help but feel a strong longing in his heart, and even more sadness,

Thinking about the past, Ling Tianyu sat on the cliff and played the flute,

Although at that time, Ling Tianyu seemed very lonely, but in this world, Ling Tianyu seemed even more lonely, and couldn't help but remind Ling Tianyu of a poem, Alone in a foreign land as a stranger,

Couldn't help it, Ling Tianyu quietly closed his eyes, his lips pouted in the bone soul flute,

A blow, a gentle blow,

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the flute gently echoed out,

Snow Bear was covering his ears, and suddenly heard the sound of the flute, and his bulging eyes widened, but it was no longer fear, but an accident, but a shock,

"Hehe, isn't that bad? The Poison King exhaled deeply, and simply listened carefully,

Ling Tianyu blew the bone soul flute, his eyes were closed, his long hair fluttered, the more he blew, the more energetic he became, injecting a strong sense of homesickness, a strong sense of homesickness, with the sound of the flute, faintly dispersed,

The sound of the flute is crisp and pleasant, clear and melodious, like a breeze blowing on the body, taking away a piece of dust, the flute sound is melodious, washing the heart of the heart, the flute is sometimes high-pitched and excited, sometimes cheerful and interesting, just like the gurgling water is endless, like the pure stream as crisp and happy, the snow bear and the poison king seem to be deeply intoxicated in this wonderful flute, and it is difficult to let go for a long time······

Unconsciously, Ling Tianyu seemed to enter a wonderful artistic conception,

It seemed that Ling Tianyu felt that he had returned to the original world, as if he had seen his master, and at that moment, all the emotions in his heart burst out.

Then, in the midst of the illusion, Ling Tianyu suddenly saw that everything in front of him was just some illusion, and everything was shattered with the sound of the sad flute,

The cold wind hit, surrounding Ling Tianyu's body, the robe swayed, the thoughts in Ling Tianyu's heart drifted farther and farther, and his expression became deeper and deeper, it seemed that all the pain, all the back, turned into this mournful flute, ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.. còм

The more and more desolate tones plunged everything around them into infinite melancholy, and the sound of the flute reverberated tactfully, and a thick sadness swept in, like weeping, intermittently, like a sad person crying, deeply missing,

It's as if the whole world is listening, making people addicted,

At this moment, the snow bear froze, sitting there in a trance, and even closed his eyes, as if he was in a beautiful dream, which was intoxicating.

And the original appreciation of the poison king, with the sad and lonely flute, was gradually brought into the artistic conception,

I can't help but feel that in the depths of the heart of the poison king, I seem to be aroused by some kind of sadness, and with the poignant and lonely flute, my heart is deeply saddened.

If the poison king had a complete ** words, the poison king at that time should have cried,

The desolate sound of the flute, turning farther and farther,

In the cave, Zishuang who was sleeping seemed to hear some kind of lonely tune in her dreams, some kind of call, her eyes turned under her eyelids, and her soft eyelashes trembled gently.

The white fog around seems to be pierced by the sound of this flute, echoing in this cold snowy area, it seems more and more cold, more moving, in the canyon, between heaven and earth, it seems to be echoing the beautiful and desolate and lonely flute,

"Woo,~~"

Suddenly, there was a lonely long groan, the majestic voice standing in the white mist, the whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and the bone rider who sat down flashed a strange light,

At this moment, Ling Tianyu completely forgot everything, and the whole person entered a mysterious artistic conception, in the soul whirl, it seemed that because of this flute sound, a stream of evil power was released in Ling Tianyu's soul whirlpool,

At this moment, it feels like the whole world seems to turn into this flute, and there is nothing else except the flute.

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