Lu Qingyi walked to the lake with a solemn face, the small island in the middle of the lake was hidden in the thick fog, and the lake area was not small, and the twists and turns were repeated, constantly making the sound of water, and the clear lake in front of her seemed to contain something that she had to pay attention to.

She suddenly raised her feet, this was the first time her feet were exposed from under her skirt, but it was a pair of bare feet, in the faint light, dressed in green clothes, dancing barefoot, and actually walking on the surface of the lake in the air.

It's just that her walking posture is very strange, obviously she has walked above the empty lake, but she keeps going back and forth, and sometimes she has to turn over or stand on her side.

In the little moonlight, this scene turned out to be such a beautiful dance.

After a while, she finally approached the thick fog and stood on the edge of the island, but she said proudly: "It's not for me yet!"

The dense fog on the island seemed to be an obstacle, but Lu Qingyi rushed directly into it.

The island doesn't look big, the only building is the small wooden house, Lu Qingyi pushed the door in, and a bright light appeared in his hands, flashing, but he could roughly see the layout clearly, his disdainful eyes, and snorted coldly.

Dodging the musical instruments and utensils randomly placed on the ground, Lu Qingyi walked into this wooden house, just in front of the calligraphy of "Heavenly Dao", he stopped for a moment, it seemed tempting, but the next moment he still struggled to walk away.

Without hesitation, she walked to the corner full of musical instruments, picked up the guqin in the middle, and turned around to leave, but the door of the wooden house had already been opened.

"I've lived here for ten years, and you're the first guest to come here, so let's go, I'm afraid it's rude. ”

Long Yifei pulled her hair casually, she was wearing a short home coat, her hair was scattered, and she looked out of breath.

"How did you come back. Lu Qingyi held the guqin in front of him, and looked at the door blocked by Long Yifei with vigilance.

"I went out and walked around, and when I found that nothing happened to me, I came back. Long Yifei's hand touched something, and at the top of the wooden house, the soft light opened and shone on the two of them, which could be regarded as seeing each other clearly.

Lu Qingyi hid himself in his hood, but at this time he took it off, seemingly casual and ridiculous, but his eyes did not dare to relax for a moment: "Now thousands of freshmen are gathered there, more than a dozen poor children are going over to bite them, you are a candidate for the next principal, but you ignore their deaths, spread the word, how do you think you will be seen?"

Long Yifei narrowed her eyes and said, "It turns out that you put those demonic beasts." ”

Lu Qingyi said: "It's all poor children, just let them run freely." ”

Long Yifei said: "Lure me away, just to steal my things? I'm sorry, there are still some talents on the freshman side, and they can withstand it, so I'll come back." ”

Long Yifei remembered that the freshman used the standard military command slogan, and if at least a thousand people followed his orders to cast spells, then there would be no problem.

Lu Qingyi seemed to mind another thing: "This guqin is mine, I'm here to get my own things!"

Long Yifei said coldly: "Any thief says so, even if he is blocked at home by the owner, he will get the stolen goods." ”

Lu Qingyi ignored it at all, but moved a step, ready to make a move at any time.

Long Yifei looked at the qin, but said: "This is a treasure qin that has survived for more than 1,800 years, if it is broken, anyone will be a pity, I don't know you, but there are a lot of valuable things in my room, but you only steal the qin, you are a thief, you put the qin down, I will let you leave safely." ”

Lu Qingyi said: "What you say is yours is yours? ”

Long Yifei looked at the piano and said: "According to the legend, the young Sun Ce met the phoenix back then, and he couldn't pursue it, but he saw the plane tree where the phoenix lived, and the rescued wooden block, one of which was given to Cai Yong, a well-known scholar at the time, Cai Yong made a piano with this piece of wood that had been burned by the fire of the phoenix, and people who knew it called it Jiaowei Qin, and this piano was in the hands of the ancestors after Cai Yong's death, although its whereabouts are unknown, but then it went to the hands of the ancestors, this piano is so related to the school, why is it not mine?"

Lu Qingyi had an extremely hateful and disdainful expression on this, and suddenly said, "Good ......"

The good word is an open voice, and at the same time as Lu Qingyi spoke, she moved.

Jiao Weiqin was thrown out fiercely, without mercy, and at the same time, on Lu Qingyi's body, several spells were released with undetectable traces, and the target was naturally Long Yifei.

Long Yifei seems to have been prepared for this, if it were someone else, she might fall into the dilemma of saving the piano or protecting herself, but Long Yifei was wearing it very conveniently today, she was rolling on the thick mat when she noticed the nearby alarm and immediately went over to support.

So she jumped.

One hand held the scorched tail violin, while the other grabbed a wind chime in the doorway.

The wind chime was not big, and its effect was actually to make a sound when the door was pushed open, but now, when it was in Long Yifei's hands, the situation was very different.

With the tone, the surging spell energy pounced on Lu Qingyi with the efficiency of being amplified by the music, colliding with the spell released by Lu Qingyi.

Lu Qingyi was not in a hurry, it seemed that he was already in the middle of the calculation, and suddenly turned around in place.

There were countless circles around her, but multiple spells were issued, and they attacked Long Yifei again.

Long Yifei jumped up before, held Jiao Weiqin, and used the wind chime as a medium to fight back, but he always had to fall, and the strength just now was not enough to offset the momentum of Jiao Weiqin being thrown out, so it could only be alleviated.

Pull the wind chime down directly, and the right leg falls to the ground on one leg, but the left leg is cocked backwards, and uses his foot to catch the falling Jiaowei Qin.

This posture is very beautiful, like a beautiful golden rooster independence, but the wind chimes in Long Yifei's hand are thrown out, making a crisp sound.

From a distance, the two are more like dancing against each other, not like they are fighting for life and death, although no one appreciates this beautiful scenery, but when Lu Qingyi turns in a circle, the easy hem on his body floats, and those few spells are met with the wind chimes and counteracted.

Long Yifei held Jiao Weiqin with her feet and jumped out of the house, but she had already held the qin in her arms, but in an instant, the wind chimes that she threw out had been broken into countless pieces, one of which was excited by the magic energy, but it crossed Long Yifei's face, almost hitting her eyes and lifting her hair.

Although the two fought quickly, and even looked unusually elegant, the risks and tactics during the fight were extremely terrifying, and it was by no means comparable to the small fight in the clubhouse.

Of course, they are young and strong, but they are not superhuman either, and their breath is a little bigger.

Long Yifei hugged Jiao Weiqin to his chest, stroked the strings with his right hand, and said, "What is your magic weapon?"