Chapter Twenty-Four: The Flute Takes Shape

The breeze and the moon, the secluded bamboo forest, the flute sound lingers, and the sword dance is overwhelming.

What a beautiful picture, it's a pity that it's just a fantasy......

The breeze and the bright moon are secluded in the bamboo forest, and the sword dance under the moon is indeed very beautiful, but with a flute sound like a woman crying and whimpering, the charm of Qiē has all changed.

The whole Netherworld Valley now looks full of shadows, the yin wind blows the bamboo leaves, and it makes a rustling sound, accompanied by the sword shadows illuminated by the moonlight, and the terrifying flute sound, the whole thing is a ghost movie scene, which makes people shudder.

Dai Meng had a bitter face, holding a cold flute in her hand and constantly working hard. It stands to reason that the game is above.,These should be programmed.,As long as you start using it, you can play the instrument and make a sound, isn't it? It's like a swordsmanship.,As long as you start using it.,It's going to start dancing naturally.,It's just that the level and proficiency are a little unsmooth.。

But now this is the situation of Shenma?!After she learned this secret that didn't even have a name, the master asked her to practice more on the side, but from the beginning to the present, what has been emitted is the sound of a ghost crying, at most, it is from the monotonous 'woo~~' to a few more turns of the tune.

I asked Xiangjun, and it was said that it was like this when I was a beginner, and then the explanation of the 'old man' junior brother of the game was that the proficiency was too low now, and it could only be this tune, and it would soon get better if I blew it more.

Dai Meng is simply crying without tears!

It stands to reason that no matter what martial arts cheats are at the beginning, she has nothing to complain about, but the point is, no matter what you learn, your whole body is moving, even if you will be tired after a long time, but you don't have to put on a very standard posture like her and pouting and whining, her mouth is going to be sore, and her arms are no longer her own, wipe her tears!

You said that if this is a little better, forget it, the key is that you are so tired, but it is like a ghost crying.

Dai Meng was still fantasizing about her chic posture after learning before, and now she almost washed her face with tears, think about not practicing, first of all, I'm sorry for the master's trust in her, and then secondly, this practice is really lethal and said, think about the previous master demonstration, just blow a short paragraph, and it's really good to set the junior brother in place for half an hour~

The most important thing is that Lord Xiangjun, who is dressed in red, is now lying on his side on the rocks on the side, smiling at the corners of his mouth and closing his eyes, I really don't know what is funny under such a weird flute sound? And his red clothes, coupled with the appearance of his black hair shawl, instantly Dai Meng felt that there was actually a female ghost in red lying in front of him~~

In short, as long as she stops practicing a little, the female ghost will look at her with a smile on her face, where does Dai Meng dare to be lazy or not to practice?

Qing Yan on the side also has a tribulation word, he knows very well what the meaning of the chief disciple is, and he has no ambition for this position, but can the chief of the Netherworld Valley be a little more reliable......

When the master played the flute before, it was indeed very good, although it was fixed for an hour, but I still felt unsatisfied. But now with his unreliable senior sister, sure enough, it's still unreliable.

The master watched from the side, and he couldn't walk away, he could only hypnotize himself, 'I can't hear, I can't hear', but the sound seemed to be constantly drilling into people's ears, and it was completely impossible to ignore, so that he now felt that the scene in front of him was distorted, and he couldn't practice at all.

Wait?!Scene distorted?!

If it's just a matter of music, how can this happen?

"Why, did you just find out?" Xiangjun, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, closed his eyes, but said something like this,

Qing Yan looked at his surroundings and tried to move his steps, but found that his body was moving, but he didn't listen to the call at all, and the world was spinning in front of him.

In Dai Meng's view, I only feel that my junior brother is shaking all over the ground as if he is drunk, and I don't know if I am doing it again, looking at the master who seems to be in a good mood after saying a word, Dai Meng still decided to continue to work hard.

The flute sounded again, and Qing Yan felt that his head was about to explode, and before he could say anything, the urging flute stopped.

Looking intently, Xiangjun didn't know when she stood by Dai Meng's side and pressed the flute she put on her lips.

"Okay, let's get here today, and then continue, your junior brother is going to fall again, and I don't want to treat people recently. Smiling as if satisfied, Xiangjun stopped Dai Meng's movements, touched Dai Meng's head like a reward, and took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve.

"Here you go, this is a nice reward, freshly refined jelly beans, but remember not to eat too much. ”

Anyway, regardless of Dai Meng's happy kitten, he turned around and walked to the side of Qing Yan, who was still dizzy.

The red sleeves swayed lightly, but the fingertips quickly touched between Qing Yan's eyebrows, Qing Yan only felt that he was enlightened for a moment, and his mind was clear for a moment, and the previous state of confusion did not appear again.

"The reason why I asked you to practice together is so that you can influence each other. Your swordsmanship is brilliant, but now it seems that your senior sister's flute sound is also good. Silly Meng can resist the interference of the outside world and ignore the surrounding qiē, while you are disturbed by the sound of the flute, and even the soul is taken without noticing, this is the difference between the two of you. If you want to get out of the school as soon as possible, just practice your concentration, I will stop it today, and I will not interfere in the future, if you are taken by the flute again, life and death are conceited. ”

didn't treat Dai Meng with tenderness at all, Xiangjun had no expression on his face, and said words of advice, but the clarity in those phoenix eyes made Qing Yan feel cold, knowing where his problem was, he had to bow his head and say yes.

Dai Meng on the other side didn't know that her junior brother looked like a drunkard just now, and now she was reprimanded by the master because of her. I couldn't wait to open the porcelain bottle, took out a brightly colored sugar pill and ate it, and instantly looked happy, as if I had eaten a beauty in the world.

Xiangjun and Qingyan saw her like this, one was helpless, and the other had mixed feelings.

That's the only way to be immersed in whatever you do, so quickly you can bring out the spirit that others can show in months. Xiangjun looked at the happy disciple in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

Senior sister of foodie, you are not so unreliable, this time I can be regarded as admitting it. Qing Yan looked at the little man with a happy face eating in front of him, but he had no choice but secretly made up his mind.

(I've caught insects, lalala, I'm tired of correcting mistakes, I'm going to comfort, I'm begging for a tiger to touch, I'm asking for a reward~)