Chapter 443: The Lyre Archer
"Yes, she fears no one but to obey the orders of King Philip of Thorn. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info," said Miran.
Zhenqiang came back to his senses, remembered her golden queen of the field, and asked, "How big is her ability?" ”
"Thern is invincible, and the only one who can compete with her is King Philip, and even Generalissimo Konus wants her three points." Miron, because he had saved Nicole, Bonlun Gavin, and himself, had a good impression of him, and talked about everything, and then whispered secretly: "She is twenty-four, but Thorn no one dares to marry." ”
"Why?" It's amazing.
"I heard that she has an oath that only those who have the ability to kill her are qualified to marry her, but she is invincible in Thorn, and even the most powerful King Philip can only fight with her, who can marry her, hey-." Miran let out a long sigh.
"Miran! I don't want to go back to treat your injuries, the injuries are too light, are they!? ”
Suddenly, there was a shout from the general's tent, and before the words fell, a golden light shot out, and a golden spear was nailed to Miran's feet.
"Whew!" Miran clenched his feet and shouted, one foot darting away, running faster than he could without injury, and he couldn't even catch up with the two soldiers who were holding him.
"Get out of here, too!" With another shout, Van Linbovi and Tagore ran out of the general's tent in a panic.
"Rabindranath Tagore! You're not dead? Zhenqiang was overjoyed and rushed away, grabbing Tagore's big hand.
"Thank you, master, for your concern." Rabindranath Tagore said.
"Van Lin Bowei, your medical skills are so brilliant that you can bring the dead back to life." It's really strong.
Van Lin Bowei smiled: "It was General Yasha's men who showed mercy and pointed the bottom of the spear on his heart, causing him to faint to death, and he only suffered skin trauma, if it was the tip of the spear, he would have died through the heart, and any medical skills would be weak." ”
"Oh, master, you are still alive, great, I just said a lot of good things for your intercession, it seems that she was touched by me, oh, Niu Tou, you are still alive, and I have said a lot of good things for you, but she didn't hear it." Plato flew back from the sky and said.
One of the soldiers came running and said, "Commander Miran wants you to go to the city for a day today, and you must report to the barracks tomorrow, and if you violate General Yasha's battle order, you will be wanted and arrested." ”
Then he said to Van Linbovi: "Commander Miran has just suffered a foot injury, please heal." ”
Van Lin Bowei said to Zhenqiang: "I have been to Egai City many times, there is no need to look at it again, although the victory chapter General Yasha said that he can't make money privately, but I think it shouldn't be a problem to have a meal and buy a piece of clothing, you go to the city to have a look, it's best to go back to the barracks at night, so as not to forget." After saying that, he walked towards the military tent of Miran.
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Zhenqiang, Tagore, and Plato left the barracks and entered the streets of the city of Egae. All kinds of people sat on the street in piles of seats, probably running from all directions to take refuge, and there were shops on both sides of the street, people seemed to be accustomed to war, as if they didn't know that once the orcs captured this city, they would all face destruction, and perhaps they all pinned their hopes on General Yasha, hoping that she could protect their own safety.
Zhenqiang looked at the crowd around him, all kinds of human and non-human, dressed in strange costumes, constantly coming and going, everyone was accustomed to each other, turning a blind eye, and suddenly remembered that he was also carrying the mighty Minotaur Tagore and the spirit Plato with him, and they were also strange people in general.
"Master, are you really going to battle tomorrow? We might as well run now. Plato asked.
"No, since I agreed, I can't run, Nicole handed me such a valuable victory medal, I can't embarrass her, and besides, I can't always ask that Yasha to look down on me, as soon as I open my mouth, I will kill without mercy, if I don't go to the battlefield, maybe one day I will really be killed by her, that older woman always threatens with death, it's really ruthless." Zhenqiang said angrily.
"Master, the battlefield is a place of life and death, our Minotaur clan must practice until the age of fifty before being qualified to go to the battlefield, if the master wants to practice ability, he can find a place where no one is to practice until he is fifty years old." Rabindranath Tagore said.
Zhenqiang looked at Tagore in surprise and said: "How old can you Minotaurs live, you have passed half of your life until you are fifty years old, and you can't fight again on the battlefield." ”
"Fifty years old is our adolescence, which is the same stage as the age of eighteen for you humans, and the Minotaur can live up to three hundred years old." Rabindranath Tagore said.
"You minotaurs can live for so long, but I don't live that long." Zhenqiang said.
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The three of them walked aimlessly, talking while walking, and unconsciously came to a small square, although the square, but a radius of 100 meters, surrounded by several shops and taverns, there is a circular pool, in the middle of the pool is a statue more than five meters high, wearing a crown, the hand pillar of the king's scepter, very solemn and mighty, the statue pedestal is engraved with the words 'King Alherayus'.
"Let's go, Tagore, let's try the power of this chapter of victory, and eat for nothing first." Zhenqiang said, leading the way towards the tavern.
"Master, what if it doesn't work?" Plato asked.
"Eat first, and then run, if it doesn't work, Tagore, you knock them down with the force of the shock, and if you encounter a figure like General Yasha, you will block it first." The really strong mind is gradually moving closer to this world.
"Yes, master, I obey your orders." Rabindranath Tagore said.
"Oh, bull head, slow down when you run, let the master run first, it doesn't matter if you take a few more sticks, master, you must protect my golden lamp when you run." Plato said with concern.
The three of them walked towards the tavern, and when they turned to the other side of the pool, there was a sudden sound of a beautiful piano, and when the three of them looked, they saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy sitting by the pool, with black curly hair, a handsome and upright appearance, clear eyebrows, a childish face, a short gray suit, holding a lyre in his left hand, and he was bowing his head to play the piano seriously, and there were several copper plates scattered on the ground in front of him.
In this city of war, who is still in the mood to listen to him play the piano, but the people around him are silent and motionless, as if they are silent in the sound of his piano.
The sound of the piano is beautiful, the tone is abrupt, like the breeze blowing the bead curtain, the drizzle beats the jade plate, his sound of the piano seems to be able to soothe all the hurts, and all the worries of the quiet people, really strong to listen to, for a while in the sound of the piano, the mind is at peace.
"Well, the chords are a little wrong." Suddenly, a voice came.
Zhenqiang turned his mind and saw Plato holding his shoulders with his hands, holding his chin, with an unfathomable expression, knowing that he was playing tricks again, ignoring it and continuing to listen to the piano.
After a while, "Huh? The high voice of the third string is weak, and the low voice of the seventh string is higher again. Then came Plato's voice.
"Plato, be quiet." Zhenqiang said.
"Oh, yes, master." Plato shrugged.
After a while, Plato said:
"The rhythm of this section is a bit intense, and the sound quality when connecting before and after is a bit dry and hard, not very smooth, if you follow the rhythm, it will be more natural and harmonious."
This heavenly sound of the piano touching the soul, but Plato found fault everywhere, Zhenqiang couldn't help but be annoyed and said: "Plato, if you talk again, I will throw you away." ”
"Oh, yes, master, I won't say it." Plato covered his mouth with his hands and listened to the sound of the piano, but after a while, his face was flushed, and he did not vomit unpleasantly, and finally he could not bear to blurt out: "This section of fingering is too messy and does not conform to the rhythm of the piano." After saying that, I was in a good mood and took a long breath.
Zhenqiang untied the golden lamp, put it on the ground and said to Tagore, "Tagore, the power of the shock." ”
"Yes, master." Rabindranath Tagore said that when he lifted the hoof of the ox, he would step on the golden lamp.
"Oh! NO! No! Master! I won't say it, I'll never say it again. Plato panicked.
"Rabindranath Tagore, if he speaks again, you will use the force of the shock." Zhenqiang said.
"Yes, master."
The sound of the piano was melodious, and the three of them continued to listen to the piano, and Plato covered his mouth tightly with his hands, but after a while, he bit his hand with his mouth and clicked, and said softly: "Master......"
"What?"
"......, he didn't play this part perfectly."
"How do you know?" Really strong asked.
"I heard that." Plato was afraid of annoying Zhenqiang, and replied cautiously.
"You can play the piano too?" It's amazing
"Oh, master, have you forgotten, I can only pick up things that are lighter than air, and I can't play the piano." Plato replied.
"You can't play the piano, so how do you know if he's not playing perfectly." Zhenqiang asked.
"Oh, master, I used to have four hundred and forty-four masters, there were shoe repairers, horseshoes nailers, fishermen, beggars, and Dan practitioners, and I sensed many things in my thoughts with them, I knew astronomy, I knew geography, I knew all kinds of industries in the world, and I knew everything."
Zhenqiang was surprised again after hearing this, and said in admiration: "It turns out that you know so much, do you also know music knowledge?" ”
"Yes, master, I used to have a dozen musicians among my masters." Plato replied.
"A dozen musicians? There are many people who can play music, and those who can play the piano are not necessarily musicians. Zhenqiang said.
"Master, three of these dozen musicians are not ordinary people, one is called a musical celestial, one is called a musical saint, and one is even more powerful, known as the music terminator, but unfortunately they all died because of the bad luck I brought." Plato replied in frustration.
At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the young man who played the piano looked up and said, "Do you know the music terminator?" ”
When he raised his head, Zhenqiang saw his face clearly, and he was immediately surprised!
Yuanmo!
It's really shocking, this young man who plays the piano is Yuan Mo! Thought Dragon Ball User - Yuanmo!
It's so powerful and full of joy! stepped forward and grabbed the young man's shoulders, and said happily: "Yuan Mo! You're here! I really found you. ”
It's unbelievable, ecstatic, I really didn't expect it, I really found it!
"Yuan Mo, do you know where the little birds are?" Zhenqiang asked in surprise.