He Xiangtian is the adopted son of the He family, he likes the flute, but he has a withdrawn personality, and in the past sixteen years, only Lei Fang is willing to be friends with him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On this day, He and Lei wandered around the market and passed by a shop selling musical instruments. It just so happened that the owner of the shop came back from Amagi and had a good flute.

The flute is dark red as blood, made of bloodstone, and has an excellent grinding effect and echo effect.

The so-called grinding effect is that the sharp sound emitted by the flute itself will be smoothed out, and the sound will become more pleasant.

The so-called echo effect is that the flute itself can collect the sound waves in a short period of time, so that the sound waves hit back and forth in the flute body, forming an echo, and the sound will become more empty, softer, and infinitely comfortable, as if playing in a canyon.

He Xiangtian took this flute and tried it on the street in front of the store, but he didn't expect the music to be extremely moving and pleasant, attracting a large number of onlookers and applause. He Xiangtian also liked this flute very much, so he planned to buy it, and the money was about to be handed over to the shopkeeper.

"This flute, I Lin Wu wanted." Lin Wu, who had a sturdy body, appeared in front of everyone, shaking a fan, with a few family members, with a proud face, and said: "Boss, wrap this flute for the master, and go to the house tomorrow to withdraw the money." ”

"This-" The boss was about to reach out and take He Xiangtian's copper coin, his expression was a little ugly. On one side is the eldest son of the Lin family, and on the other side is the young master of the Thunder Eagle Villa and the He family, and no one can be offended.

"Mine, give it to me!" He Xiangtian put the money on the counter, pulled the flute in the shopkeeper's hand, and spoke in a somewhat blunt tone, but he was very confident.

On weekdays, the Lin family bullied the He family everywhere, and the resentment in the family had long spread to the juniors. He Xiangtian's temper is strange and stubborn, so he naturally won't back down.

Hum! I'd like to see who has the most face. Lin Wu glanced at Jiading. The two men immediately stepped forward and dragged the boss out of the counter, raised their fists and hit him.

"Don't, don't ......" In front of the Lin family's violence, the shopkeeper raised his hand in fear and signaled not to fight.

In desperation, the shopkeeper timidly walked towards He Xiangtian, and said to He Xiangtian very carefully: "Young Master He, there is also a flute made of bloodstone in our store, which is the last time I bought it, it is better than this one, and it is also the best in our store, do you want to consider changing it?"

He Xiangtian hesitated a little, and after weighing one or two, he said categorically to the shopkeeper: "This flute, mine." The best, sell it to him. ”

The shopkeeper muttered in his heart, he didn't need the best flute, but he preferred this one in his hand, the young master of the He family was really a freak.

Yikes! Young Master He is showing me the way, the shopkeeper thought about it and suddenly realized. Young Master Lin Wu made such a big move, it was nothing more than wanting a better flute, as long as he sold the best flute in the store to Young Master Lin Wu, the dispute would be resolved.

The shopkeeper knew that He Xiangtian had only started cultivating a year ago, Lei Fang had been obsessed with the fairy-like He family's eldest lady for a long time, and had never practiced at all, while Lin Wu had been cultivating for twelve years, if they fought, He and Lei would definitely suffer, this may be He Xiangtian retreating.

Anyway, the shopkeeper thanked the young master of the He family for taking the initiative to give up the best flute in the store, otherwise the matter would be over.

Presently the shopkeeper came out of the house with a flute. The flute is also made of bloodstone, but the color is deeper than the one in He Xiangtian's hand, and it is obviously better than the one in He Xiangtian's hand.

Looking at the flute in the shopkeeper's hand, He Xiangtian couldn't hide the love in his eyes, but they were weak now, so they had to grit their teeth and admit it.

The shopkeeper respectfully presented the flute to Lin Wu's side, and said humbly: "Lin Gongzi, this is the best flute in the store, you can see that this color is much deeper than the one in He Gongzi's hand." ”

Lin Wu looked at the flute in the shopkeeper's hand, and then looked at the flute in He Xiangtian's hand thoughtfully, and said thoughtfully: "You mean, this flute ranks first in your store, and his flute ranks second, right?" ”

"This-" Forced by Lin Wu's strength, the shopkeeper had to answer Lin Wu's question. But the shopkeeper didn't want to hurt He Xiangtian's face anymore, so he whispered beside Lin Wu: "Yes." ”

Hearing the answer, Lin Wu sketched an intriguing smile on his face, and the shopkeeper had goosebumps all over his body. But the shopkeeper guessed that Lin Wu was satisfied, so he also lowered his head and laughed.

Lin Wu's face suddenly sank, and he snatched the flute in the shopkeeper's hand with one hand, and with a 'bang', Lin Wu vigorously wrenched it into two sections.

"Ahh

Everyone present was shocked. I really didn't expect Lin Wu to break the best flute, what was he going to do?

The sound of the flute being broken is as pleasant as a jade plate falling into a pearl. He Xiangtian was both angry and regretful. The angry thing is that Lin Wu doesn't cherish the flute, and the regret is that such a good flute was destroyed.

However, the flute made of Bloodstone is light, but it is as hard as an iron sword. Lin Wu could easily break it, proving that he was strong. He Xiangtian saw all this in his eyes, clenched his fists, and endured it silently.

He Xiangtian is not good at things, although he tried his best to endure the anger in his heart, but his face was very poorly disguised, no different from the word "anger" written, especially his bulging eyes, like trying to eat people, very scary.

Where is this forbearance, it is clearly dissatisfied.

The shopkeeper was so frightened by Lin Wu's actions that his face turned pale and he collapsed on the ground. The treasure of the good town store was broken, and the shopkeeper's heart was bleeding from pain.

"Shopkeeper, which one is the best flute in your store right now? I want it. Lin Wu opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it leisurely.

"This-" The shopkeeper looked at He Xiangtian very embarrassed, and he really didn't know what to do.

"This flute, mine! You don't want to snatch it. He Xiangtian straightened up and warned Lin Wudao angrily.

Is this the rhythm of the fight? A garbage who doesn't speak fluently, grab anything from me. Lin Wu likes all kinds of provocations the most, and seeing He Xiangtian being provoked by him, Lin Wu felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

Lin Wu has masochism, he is uncomfortable not bullying people, and he likes to see others irritated or angry the most. In short, Lin Wu's heart was a little distorted.

In life, there are many people like Lin Wu. For example, in the country bullfighting, many people think that a peaceful bull is not good-looking, but a bull that has been provoked by the bullfighter is good-looking.

Lin Wu is like this, he has been trying his best to tease He Xiangtian to satisfy his own pleasure. In the end, Lin Wu glanced at Jiading and continued to provoke He Xiangtian.

Several family members understood what they wanted, and surrounded He Xiangtian and Lei Fang for a violent beating. Since He Xiangtian and Lei Fang didn't have much strength, they had no choice but to admit the fight.

Lin Wu shook the fan and said with interest: "Hand over the flute, waste wood!" ”

"This flute, mine!" Although He Xiangtian was beaten and his face was swollen, he looked stubborn and would rather die than hand over the flute.

Lin Wu smiled and said to those family members in a strange way: "Young Master He doesn't accept you, you have to work harder!" ”

Several family members laughed, and then beat He and Lei, with a lot more intensity, fists to the flesh, frightening the onlookers to cry.

This flute, mine! During the whole beating process, He Xiangtian held the flute tightly, kept silently thinking in his heart, and gritted his teeth.

He and Lei are both stubborn, and in the process of beating, they don't cry, shout, or moan, like hot-blooded men.

I don't know how long it took, but the Lin family's family was tired, so they all rested.

Because Lei Fang had never cultivated, his body couldn't withstand such a beating, and his whole body was injured, and he fainted early.

He Xiangtian has been cultivating for a year, and his body has some foundation, although he is also injured all over his body, he is not in a coma.

"This flute, mine!" He Xiangtian held the flute deadly, with a resentful face, and roared fiercely.

"Waste, this is my victory. Take it" Lin Wu glared at He Xiangtian, and said extremely unhappily in his heart.

He Xiangtian didn't speak, stared at Lin Wu viciously, and secretly swore in his heart that he must double his cultivation and avenge this, and he must redouble his cultivation and avenge this revenge...... The more energetic He Xiangtian was, the more he grabbed the flute and resolutely refused to hand it over.

Lin Wu was very disgusted with He Xiangtian's eyes, and stepped on He Xiangtian's face with one foot. He Xiangtian's face was stepped on with a red shoe print.

"This flute, mine!" He Xiangtian's temperament is also stubborn, he doesn't squeak when he hurts, and there are tears in his eyes, but they don't flow out.

But when the difference in strength is too large, not admitting defeat is often fatal. Lin Wu, who had been robbed of the flute several times, was furious, and his feet were strong again, with a low tiger roar.

"Ahh This foot must be stepped on the face of the young master of the He family. A sword-wielding spectator in the crowd said in surprise.

Suddenly, the onlookers discussed, and there were many voices accusing Lin Wu, but no one dared to raise it head-on.

Lin Wu acted as if he hadn't heard it, and the fierce foot still stepped straight down.

This flute, mine! He Xiangtian was also stubborn, and he never blinked from beginning to end.

Lin Wu's feet were getting bigger and bigger in He Xiangtian's pupils, and this foot would really kill him......