Fang Zhen shuddered, and knew that this unique voice belonged to the beautiful tutor Hai Yali. The pen %fun %pavilion turned his head www.biquge.info to look, and Hai Yali's fresh and refined breath came to his face, which instantly made Fang Zhen feel like he was in the sea of clouds.

Hai Yali slowly sat beside Fang Zhen, holding a glass of juice provided by the guild in her hand.

"Public, public property? this, that, how can I destroy public property, the teacher should not frame me as a good student. It seemed that Hai Yali's charming temperament caught Fang Zhen off guard, but she still calmly responded.

Hai Yali glanced at Fang Zhen, moved her lips lightly, and said, "Then, my good student, the wrinkled steel pillar upstairs used to test the power of magic is your masterpiece." Don't think I don't know. ”

Fang Zhen was suddenly a little embarrassed, but he didn't know why he was embarrassed. In the past, even if Fang Zhen did something wrong, he would say it with confidence, if it was wrong, it would be wrong, and he would never blush and be embarrassed. Just kidding, it's illogical for you to let a world-renowned explorer with a net worth of hundreds of millions stick to this trivial matter!

It's just that Fang Zhen is really embarrassed, this is a very rare and wonderful thing, this can only be said to be happening.

"Well, I didn't mean to do this, right, besides, the tool to test the power of magic can't withstand the magic of a small third-order magician of mine, it must be an inferior product, I'm not doing a tool overhaul for the Magic Guild, you see, there was a problem all of a sudden. There are also ......" Fang Zhen immediately launched a verbose offensive to hide his embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, don't be so nervous, take it easy, my good student. Hai Yali rolled her eyes and hurriedly interrupted Fang Zhen's long explanation. "I'm not one of those stingy guys, and I won't collect debts from you. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zhen was obviously relieved in his heart, and as for why he was relieved, Fang Zhen also felt very strange.

"You're doing a great job this time, though. The guild guys really thought that there were no outstanding people in our Samikina freshmen, but now it's good, those totem poles were obtained from the orcs to decorate, and if you mess up the totem inside the pillar, the pillar will not be able to withstand the internal explosion and break. Those old guys are bleeding from their hearts. Hai Yali smiled and looked proud, as if she was very happy with Fang Zhen's behavior. Moreover, the crystal cup held by Hai Yali in her hand made a squeaky friction sound, and it could be seen that the beautiful tutor was venting her unhappiness.

The jade hand that burst into green tendons made Fang Zhen's eyebrows jump for a while. It seems to anticipate the scene of the crystal cup bursting and the juice bursting.

It's just that the crystal cup of the Magic Guild is not purchased from the grocery store outside, it is a boutique used by the guild's alchemists to practice their hands, and it cannot be broken with Hai Yali's weak but fierce hand.

"Could it be that the Magic Guild makes the mentor very unhappy?" Fang Zhen asked very carefully. You have to be careful, it's scary when a woman is bruised.

"How come, the Magic Guild has been guarding the Terrans for almost an era, and who doesn't have a lot of respect for the Guild. It's just that those stingy old guys in the guild always look down on our Samikina's teaching ability, and always think that it can't compare to the guild's cultivation and teaching ability. This time, you're doing a good job, you don't know, how wonderful the expressions of those old guys are. I have to say that Hai Yali's smile at this time is indeed beautiful, which makes Fang Zhen, who is used to seeing beautiful women, open his mouth slightly, and he is a little distracted.

Shaking his head, Fang Zhen, who came back to his senses in an instant, said secretly: "This Hai Yali laughs too lethally, even people who are so mentally stable lose their minds." ”

"This woman used to have a black mouth and a black face, but today she laughed like a nymphomaniac because of this, did she take the wrong medicine?" Fang Zhen withdrew his gaze at the tutor and re-watched the performance on the small stage, but he was still very puzzled in his heart.

On the small stage at this moment, it is no longer an old man in funny clothes performing fireworks. On the stage is a flat table with seven flower pots on it.

"Hey, mentor, what is this show? You don't need to enjoy the flowers here, right?" It was rare to get closer to the beautiful tutor, and Fang Zhen didn't mind enhancing the relationship again, so he asked.

"Haven't you seen it?" Hai Yali looked surprised, thinking that Fang Zhen was from the countryside. "An epic musical performance of the bard. See for yourself. ”

Suddenly, an old man and a man wearing a cloak and covering his head walked up on the stage, looking like a teenager in height. And the old man, at first glance, is a little familiar.

"Hmm, isn't that the old man who just performed fireworks! Change your clothes so quickly? This change of clothes can catch up with the professional lover!" Fang Zhen was surprised.

The old man was dressed in a simple brown robe, and his head was not so explosive, but shiny with a comb back, and he looked dignified, and he couldn't see the funny look just now.

The old man walked behind the table and faced the audience. The boy was holding a flute-like pipe.

At this time, everyone in the guild bar stopped talking and quietly looked at the stage, as if waiting for the music to play.

Fang Zhen is also looking forward to it, he really hasn't heard the music of this world, Fang Zhen was also very interested in music before, especially pure music.

Songs are the most involved in human emotions, but the natural breath carried by pure music touches the heart, which is most suitable for Fang Zhen, a person who does not give emotion.

I saw that the old man put his hands flat and pressed the void lightly, and the petals of a flower on the flat table were closed one by one, emitting a clear trill, like the syllables of a piano, which was extremely pleasant.

In the same way, the old man waved his hands like a conductor, and the melodious music of flowers played a melody like nature, which touched people's hearts.

Fang Zhen was drunk in an instant, and his incomparable timbre was more euphemistic than the piano and brighter than the violin.

At this time, the young man on the stage danced his fingers on the flute, playing a whistling sound like dawn, intertwined with the music of flowers, as if the whole person appeared on the forest mountain, facing the strong wind, looking at the dawn in the distance.

Fang Zhen couldn't help but close his eyes and quietly enjoy this soul-touching music.

The flute was played for a short time, as if the dawn had not been around for long. The flute stopped, and Fang Zhen also opened his eyes, but the flower music continued.

"The gods of nature give us peace,

The eternal dawn gives us hope,

The forests of the earth make us happy,

The endless wind, blowing the music of life. ”

The boy suddenly sang softly, the melody was consistent with the music of the flowers, and the voice was pleasant, revealing the vicissitudes of life. Suddenly the singing is high!

"That dark night descended on the earth!

Blazing fire, burning our homeland!

They! It's them! It's Uchaya in the abyss! It's the flesh and blood of their relatives!

Almighty gods, save your believers, bless us!"

The young man sang and wept as if he were in his own mood, incarnating sorrow, crying out with all his might, praying for the protection and salvation of the gods. Suddenly, the singing was slow, and it seemed to be full of hope.

"Ah! there is! that brilliant brilliance! annihilates sin, radiates light!

Did God come down? God didn't give up on us!

On the high mountain, the hero wielding the holy sword, are you sent by God to protect us?"

The boy's voice changed to a joyful and inquiring tone. But another turn, singing a majestic and righteous song.

"No, I'm not God, I'm not God's servant, I'm here to save you!

I am the justice of sin!

I am the light that dispells the darkness!

I am the dawn of all nights!

Come, follow in the footsteps of justice, return to peace!

Come on, chase the dawn of light, embrace hope, embrace hope!"

The boy's singing grew hoarse, and then stopped.

It took a long time for the audience to return to reality from this incomparable epic, calling for a breath of turbidity that seemed to have traveled into the epic.

In an instant, there was a warm and incomparable sound of appreciation.

"It's wonderful! The epic of "Heroes of the Mountains: Overture" gives me the feeling of going back to the beginning of an era every time!" exclaimed an old magician with gray hair.

"The antiquity and vicissitudes of the epic are presented from the performance, which makes my heart cry!" said a middle-aged magician, holding a glass of wine.

"It's amazing, I can't find any words to describe it, worthy of a bard. A young girl said.

There were endless admirations, and in order to express their appreciation, the magicians unleashed the magic of fireworks, which filled the sky above the bar.

A magician is not allowed to reward a magician with money or gifts, because these are too vulgar and will degrade the magician. Of course, the appearance fee of the magic performer is fully borne by the magic guild, and the reward for performing well is bound to be rich.

Fang Zhen slowly opened his eyes and exhaled, as if he was sighing at the poems of history.

"This is the epic of the last era, when the human race was attacked by the abyss demon Ushaya, and the holy sword hero saved the human race alone and repelled the demon race, which has been praised for tens of thousands of years, and is an immortal poem. Hai Yali slowly explained to Fang Zhen. It can be seen that Hai Yali also likes this epic.

"Then why is it not recorded in the history books? Shouldn't epics be gorgeous souls in history?" Fang Zhen asked suspiciously.

"Because it is the soul of history, it should live in everyone's heart, sung from the songs of the bards. The soul cannot dwell on the decaying klump. Hai Yali looked at Fang Zhen with bright eyes and said. It seems to maintain the dignity of the soul of history.

"I understand that the leather paper used to record is vulgar and cannot carry great souls, especially the historical souls weathered by the years. Fang Zhen nodded, not daring to look directly at Hai Yali's blue eyes.

Hai Yali curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, as if mocking Fang Zhen.

"Alright, all Samikina students, assemble in the hall. Hai Yali stood up and shouted to the group of young boys and girls gathered in front of the small stage.

The lobby on the first floor of the Sayaru Chapter of the Magic Guild

A group of students, including Fang Zhen, who was holding his hands, waited for the beautiful tutor Hai Yali to speak.

Hai Yali seemed to be counting the number of people, and after a while, Hai Yali nodded slightly. Yell. "The experience continues, and the content of the next experience is the traditional task of each freshman. It's about drawing a map. ”

"Ahh A handsome young student wearing earrings said disdainfully.

"This seems to be the work of hunters and alchemists in certain professional fields, right?

"Going to draw a map? Isn't that just free to go out and move around? yes, whatever it paints, just go out and play. A girl who was so naïve that she only knew how to play said with her fist clenched, as if she was bored in the guild.

As soon as Hai Yali's voice fell, some of the students were immediately surprised. Of course, the person who received the wind did not show much expression.

"Drawing maps? That's my specialty. Fang Zhen raised his right eyebrow, looking without pressure.

Haiyali Void pressed her hand and signaled for silence. Immediately, the student who was whispering stopped talking, which showed that the majesty of the beautiful tutor was amazing.

"The content of this training mission is to draw a map of the city of Sayale. Therefore, your range of activities is limited to the city, no one is allowed to go out of the city, don't try to deceive me, the punishment will be very severe!"

There was a pause. Haiyali continued:

"You can map a corner of Sayakru, or you can map a city, or you can map the whole of Sayakus. The more specific and refined the depiction, the higher the score of this experience. You can go to the Magic Item Shop in the guild now and pick up the items you need for your drawing. Hai Yali said. "Bundy Solomon will stay for a moment. ”