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On the other side of the square, Wu Hui was still immersed in the sea of music, not knowing that he had been issued a good person card without knowing it.

With the experience and skill of countless guitar masters throughout the ages, Wu Hui's hands seem to have their own souls, and wherever their hearts go, the melody flows naturally, and every rhythm and chord is full of indescribable tension.

That's the charm that belongs only to the masters.

The crowd around them was immersed in it, and they couldn't help but fluctuate with the melody of the music.

Before I knew it, the crowd slowly gathered, and even Blake Litton put down his harp and walked over, closing his eyes and listening intently.

After finishing the song, Wu Hui put down the guitar in his hand, and thunderous applause suddenly broke out around him.

"Good!"

"Great!"

The bards were so excited that their hands turned red, and they looked at Wu Hui and the guitar in his hand with indescribable enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes, as if they had discovered a new world.

Even Blake Lytton couldn't help but give Wu Hui a thumbs up and admire: "Although I don't know what kind of instrument this is, this piece is the most infectious piece I have ever heard, and you played it awesomely!"

"Thank you for the compliment. I dare not be ashamed~I dare not be ashamed~"

Wu Hui smiled, and he was very grateful for this praise in his heart, and even his thoughts of wanting to teach this kid a lesson were a little lighter.

"Little brother, you're not from us, are you?" a beautiful woman in a wide-brimmed hat and dressed as a young woman threw a wink at him, "Your black hair is quite rare in us, and the contours of your facial features are not the same. ”

"Not really, I'm coming from the east. ”

Wu Hui responded with a smile.

Whether it is Wu Hui's appearance with oriental characteristics, or the guitar in his hand, and the amazing song just now, everyone is very curious.

As soon as you say a word, I will talk to him.

Some bold young women frequently threw flattering eyes at him, and secretly stuffed the silk with the address written on it into his hand while others were not paying attention, and looked at him with an ambiguity in his eyes that all men understand.

But after a short while, Wu Hui had already received several pieces of silk.

The young delicate girls didn't have the guts, but a few of them accosted him with red faces, and more of them watched him whisper from behind the crowd, not knowing what he was talking about.

Wu Hui couldn't see anything on his face, but he felt dark in his heart.

This is the life it should be~

Surrounded by beauties, although you don't have to do something, but this coquettish and soft voice, which can those rough men compare?

Surrounded by everyone, Wu Hui swelled unconsciously.

Thinking of their admiration for Blake Lytton before, Wu Hui couldn't help but pull Blake Lytton to his side and asked them jokingly: "Who do you think is more attractive, me or the Black brothers?"

As soon as these words came out, those young ~ women and beautiful girls were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but giggle.

The beauty in the wide-brimmed hat just now winked at him and grinned: "Little brother, you have a good temperament and play the piano well, but my sister still likes Blake." ”

Wu Hui seemed to have been stabbed in the chest, and looked at the beauty faintly.

Obviously, he played the guitar so well, both in terms of technique and melody, he firmly overpowered Blake Lyton.

Why?

The beauty seemed to understand Wu Hui's accusatory eyes, and couldn't help but hide her lips and smile: "No way, my sister just likes a handsome guy like Blake~ If you look so handsome, my sister likes you too." ”

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.

The big girls and little daughters-in-law blushed, but they couldn't help but nod their heads and look at Blake with affectionate eyes.

Burst~

Wu Hui almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

This world of faces...... It's so desperate.

"Brother, don't be too depressed. They're actually saying. Blake Litton saw that Wu Hui's face was not very good-looking, and coughed lightly to comfort him, "I think brother, your piano skills are amazing, admirable, and your temperament is also very good, which ordinary people can't compare." ”

Wu Hui turned around and rolled his eyes at him.

Don't make it worse. Don't think he can't hear it, doesn't it mean that his face is really bad?

He took a deep breath.

Isn't it just the face?

If he wasn't willing to give up this face that belonged to him, what kind of face would he want?

Wu Hui was unconsciously aroused by the desire to win.

He didn't believe it anymore.

He doesn't change his face, but he can still beat Blake Lytton.

He took a deep breath and picked up his guitar again: "In that case, then I'll play another song for everyone." ”

As he spoke, his slender fingertips ran across the guitar strings, and smooth chords poured out.

There was a sudden silence around.

Everyone's eyes fell on him unconsciously, listening quietly.

It's respect, but it's also recognition.

Wu Hui, who has masterful playing skills and masterful musical talent, playing the guitar is already like instinct for Wu Hui, and he doesn't need to think about it at all.

His hand slid over the strings, and the sound of flowing music flew up in the night, accompanied by the wind.

It's the same melodic as just now, and it's just as intoxicating.

However, unlike just now, with the flow of music, Wu Hui's temperament gradually changed subtly, as if something sleeping in his body gradually woke up.

Before he knew it, an inexplicable divine charm enveloped him.

Obviously, the face is still the same face, but the temperament has changed dramatically.

His falling black hair seemed to be dyed with a touch of lightness, flying slightly in the breeze, his fair skin seemed to exude a halo, and even the white robe he was wearing was slowly swaying in the wind, dragging a flying arc.

Under the cover of the blazing bonfire, his whole person seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, his aura was powerful, and he was flying wanton, as if he would rise in the air anytime and anywhere, and go straight to the sky out of thin air.

In the distance of the square, the carriage belonging to the Holy Maiden of Light was still parked around the corner, and Catherina's originally slightly enjoyable listening expression became more and more surprised, until at last there was a shocked look.

Perhaps ordinary people can't hear the positivity contained in Wu Hui's piano sound, just like the rising sun and the growth of all things. But she, as a saintess of the light department, couldn't hear the hidden meaning.

Even the elite guards who were on the left side of the Holy Maiden of Light were fascinated by it, as if they were swimming in the warm and pure sun, and the fatigue of their hearts disappeared, and their bodies were full of positive energy.

The surrounding audience was silent, and everyone's face was filled with happy expressions, forgetting all their troubles and full of hope for the future of life.

That's right!

This is the essence of the power of light.

Sunlight, warmth, dispels darkness, gives people endless positive energy, helps people get out of trouble, and welcomes the light of dawn. It also represents the hope that all things grow and life grows.

I don't know how long it has been.

The piano notes gradually come to an end in a series of beautiful notes.

After the song, Wu Hui put down the guitar.

There was silence all around, as if a pin had dropped.

Whether it was the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law, or the peasants, soldiers, and merchants passing by, they all closed their eyes tightly, as if they were still immersed in the warmth of the light.

After a long time, Blake woke up from the artistic conception, applauded loudly, and looked at Wu Hui's eyes full of burning heat.

Seeing Wu Hui with goosebumps, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his eyes were full of suspicion, Blake doesn't have any special fetishes, right?

As Blake's applause rang out, it was like dropping a stone in a calm pond, and in an instant it stirred up a thousand waves.

The applause around him surged like a tide, completely drowning Wu Hui.

Especially those star-chasing beauties who used to surround Blake, they cast hot and different eyes at Wu Hui.

The people of the other world are really enthusiastic, and Wu Hui is full of enjoyment.

He, a god, has always been trembling, working hard to survive. But a human being lives not just to live, let alone a god.

Some people say that God should be from above and look down on the world, without joy or sorrow, without fear or anger, without desire or desire. But in Wu Hui's opinion, this kind of god is not appropriate.

If you insist on saying what kind of god Wu Hui wants to become in the future, it is only one sentence, "I mean the will of heaven!"

To put it in layman's terms, it is what Lao Tzu likes to do, and if he doesn't accept it, he will be convinced.

"Yo, little black-haired brother, I can't imagine that you are still clumsy. The big beauty wearing a wide-brimmed hat covered her lips and smiled, and threw a wink at Wu Hui, "If you were like this just now, we wouldn't say that." ”

"What are you going to say if you don't?"

Wu Hui looked at her with a smile, and it seemed that she finally saw that she was talented, and she was much better than Blake. What is this called, I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, I am afraid of comparing goods.

"If the little brother had been like this earlier, sister, I'......" The big beauty smiled and dragged out her tone, and then flicked her veil, "Just like the two together!"

"Hahaha~"

Laughter rang out all around.

The big beauty couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

"Hiss~" Wu Hui was very unconvinced, and the beauties of this other world were too tasteless.

He has already released a little bit of the momentum that belongs to the God of Light, although it is only a little bit, but he still can't overpower Blake, this aesthetic is too stubborn, right?

Wu Hui turned his head to look at Blake Lytton.

Although he admits that the blonde and blue-eyed combination is indeed charming, it is not so exaggerated, right? He thinks that St. Luke's kind is also quite handsome~

Forget it, this kind of thing can be played once, and it's not interesting to play it again and again. It's time to end this little entertainment, and I'm going to visit the Holy Maiden of Light in Gruburg.

Suddenly, the big beauty suddenly stopped Wu Hui, who was about to flash people.

"Sister just hasn't a guest today, do you want to come together?" said the big beauty, Ying Ying glanced at Wu Hui, and then glanced at Blake Lytton, her eyes were like silk, and she couldn't say seductive, "Sister will entertain you for free, and keep it so that you are 120,000 satisfied." ”

"What?"

One, together, still entertained?

It can't be what he thinks, right?

Wu Hui couldn't help but take a step back, and his little heart was stimulated to tremble. This, this, this...... Are all the beauties of the Bright Continent so unrestrained?

Why does he always have an inexplicable feeling, as if he is the one who has been taken advantage of?

He couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Blake Lyton, only to find that this kid had taken a step back like him, with a look of refusal.

Just as Wu Hui looked over, Blake Lytton also looked over. The two looked at each other, and inexplicably gave birth to a sympathy for each other.

This, this is too unrestrained, this young master can't bear it~

Nowadays, especially in a harmonious society, it is really inappropriate to do this.

At this time.

In the distance, around the corner, the Holy Maiden of Light also recovered from her shock, frowning and thinking about something.

"Your Highness. The elite guard whispered, "It seems that you admire those two boys, why don't you invite them to Gruburg and play a song for you?"

The Holy Maiden Catherina glanced at the scene in the distance lightly, shook her head slowly, and said in a calm tone: "It's just two prodigals who don't know which nobleman's family, it's just that, I won't disturb their good deeds, may the Lord of Light bless them." ”

The elite guards hurriedly turned straight faces, and their eyes were blazing: "May the Lord of Light bless them." ”

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