Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Famous Erhu Horn in the Square

I didn't think about this in the past because he didn't have much combat power at that time, and it didn't matter if he was free or not, anyway, he mainly relied on the game board. Now that he has a certain degree of autonomy, the need for freedom has increased accordingly.

The two came to the gate of the base.

Lin Wan's locomotive was still parked here, covered with a thin layer of ash, and the flowing metallic luster had also become dull.

Lin Wan clicked a few times on her watch.

The locomotive's headlights lit up.

The long-dormant beast opened its eyes, let out a low roar, and shook its body to shake off all the dust from its fur.

The locomotive has a new look.

After Lin Wan rode into the car, she patted Tang Xuan on the back seat of the car: "Sit on, I'll take you to the sky." ”

With that, she shook off her long hair.

Tang Xuan didn't have stage fright, he walked to the back and sat down generously, but he didn't know where to put his hand.

The locomotive floated steadily into the air.

Lin Wan put on her helmet, a trace of triumphant treachery flashed under her eyes, and then she slammed the accelerator.

"Ahh

Tang Xuan exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously hugged Lin Wan's waist. That's when he realized something was wrong. But the locomotive had risen to more than ten meters in the air, and he had no chance to get off again.

Lin Wan said with a little joy: "Hold me tight, don't fall down!" ”

Tang Xuan looked helpless.

He guessed that Lin Wan must have done it on purpose.

But in order to prevent him from falling, he had to hug Lin Wan's slender waist, which could only be grasped.

Buzz –

Tang Xuan felt a slight jolt in his legs.

Several materialized bands of light held his ankles, calves, and thighs firmly to the locomotive, and these were the safety measures that came with the locomotive, and it stands to reason that there should be a sturdy band of light to stabilize his upper body.

Tang Xuan sat behind and couldn't see Lin Wan's expression, but he knew that there should be no more ......

(About Light Materialization)

"Hold me tight! It's time to heaven! ”

Lin Wan slowly twisted the throttle, and the ion thruster at the rear of the locomotive spat out a stream of scarlet ions that gradually deepened in color.

They rush back into the sky like shooting stars.

What happened next was completely beyond Tang Xuan's expectations, a novice who had never ridden a space motorcycle.

The suffocating wind was blowing in his face, and Tang Xuan was forced to put his cheek against Lin Wan, because only then did he have room to breathe. And as his speed increased, if he didn't want to lean backwards and hit a ninety-degree back, he would have to hug Lin Wan harder.

Tang Xuan only had one sentence in his mind:

I've suffered a loss!

The bodies of the two men were glued together. Tang Xuan could clearly feel Lin Wan's warmth and softness, and Lin Wan could also feel Tang Xuan's broad chest and beating heart.

The two men blushed, neither of them spoke, and went around the city again and again.

The blood was very hot, but the air was very cold, and Tang Xuan was really frozen and couldn't stand it. He raised his throat and yelled in the wind: "Isn't that TV tower a little familiar just now, I have already met it four or five times in my memory, right?!" ”

Lin Wan shouted loudly: "Then go down and have a look!" ”

Lin Wan avoided the unfamiliar question, and Tang Xuan tacitly did not ask. Because whether they got lost or did it on purpose, both of them knew it.

Lin Wan lowered the speed of the locomotive, lowered the height into the continuous buildings, and soon found the correct path to Shang'anmen Square.

Buzz –

The ion flow of the scarlet is gradually thinning.

The two landed outside the square, and before they got out of the car, they heard a melodious erhu sound.

Different from the mournful and poignant erhu in their impression, the sound of the erhu wafting from this burst is not only pleasant, but also very lively, and every note is full of spirituality. Listening carefully, you can vaguely hear the drill camp of the merchants, the treachery of the philistines and the comfort of the commoners.

Lin Wan couldn't help but sigh: "This erhu god!" ”

"There are indeed two brushes." Tang Xuan paused, "However, shouldn't you let go of my hand first?" ”

Tang Xuan's hand wrapped around Lin Wan's waist, and Lin Wan's hand pressed Tang Xuan's hand tightly to prevent him from letting go.

"Yikes!"

Lin Wan pretended to be panicked and let go of Tang Xuan's hand. Tang Xuan smiled bitterly and pulled out his hand, thinking to himself that this is the 'beauty grace' often mentioned in ancient books?

The bands of light that bind the body dissipate.

Tang Xuan got off the locomotive first, Lin Wan stretched out a hand to him, and he naturally handed over his arm to Lin Wan to help him get off the train.

Lin Wan's face was flushed, and she didn't know if she was tired from riding, or because she was excited about asking Tang Xuan out.

Lin Wan whispered, "Thank you." ”

Tang Xuan smiled: "Let's go and see this strange person who pulls the erhu." To be honest, even Xiao Po doesn't have this level of erhu sound on the station. ”

Lin Wan was a little curious: "Do you like to listen to erhu?" ”

Tang Xuan rubbed his hair: "It's not, it's just that I was interested in erhu for a while before." ”

Lin Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She is a talented piano girl, so she doesn't want to learn to play erhu.

The two walked into the square, looked in the direction where the erhu sound came from, and saw an unusually crowded crowd somewhere at a glance.

Wallis Kwok has had a very nourishing time.

Although there was only one believer, and he didn't dare to let this believer engage in sacrificial rituals that might be captured, he still accumulated a little bit of lost divine power and initially improved his life.

For example, the erhu skill is from the entry point to the grandmaster.

True Erhu Famous Character!

These days, even the old artists in the city come to listen to his music, and every time they make a generous move, so that he can be relieved from the sad situation of pulling the song to the cramps of his hands.

He only plays two songs a day now, not even one when the weather is bad. The person who insisted on playing the erhu in the pouring rain is gone.

It's the same today.

This is his first song, and after playing, he sits here and chats with people. Wait until the afternoon to play another song and call it a day.

But today is different.

For he found that there was a young man in the crowd who had been staring at him with strange eyes, as if he had a plot against him. [Wallis Guo] kept playing the violin in his hand, but he muttered in his heart, this kid can't be trying to rob me, right?

Why don't you call it a day early......