The flyfly also came to Fenghua City early in the morning.

It's just that she walked street by street in Fenghua City to practice "observation" and "feeling", and she never showed up. It may be that the corpse collectors in the city are too dedicated, and the corpses that froze to death outside are gone, and it seems that they have been dragged to the Leaving Hall outside the city and burned. Lonely confession should be busy again......

Only by accumulating a large amount of study and practice can we achieve perfection and smoothness. Flyfly is a qualified successor to the Goling clan, she is strict with herself, and she is also accustomed to nature, and she is obsessed with these voices from the human soul, and she is out of control.

There are some sounds that ordinary people can't hear, only the Golings can hear. There were also many voices that even the Golings could not hear, only the dragonflies could hear. These sounds are the material for making songs, and the sounds made with these sounds can soothe people's hearts the most. When collecting these materials, the flies tend not to speak, and concentrate all their attention on the sounds around them.

The hateful hail in Fenghua City has been stopped for several days. Under Cui Yao's arrangement, the weird and redundant hailstones accumulated in the clouds were swallowed up by the "rain dragon". So, with no surviving hailstones, the season is back to normal.

People began to move around, and within two days, the streets were as lively as usual. Confined indoors for so long, these people seem to have gone crazy, but they are more active than in the previous autumn, and it is not at all obvious that they have just experienced severe cold and frost.

Xun Fei felt that Feng Xiaolan and Feng Xiaoqi had temporarily left Fenghua City and went to Buyang City on a business trip, so she consciously took on the important task of caring for the soul. These familiar people have always had a tacit understanding. Not only that, but Xun Fei felt that there was a newcomer to the Wan clan in the immortal theater of Fenghua City. Of course, the greedy clan is not stupid, they cunningly keep a distance from the spirit clan, and do not dare to act rashly.

The Wan clan people have just moved into the Changsheng Theater, and they have already noticed a few spirit people. Subsequently, more and more Spirit Clan people intervened in Fenghua City...... Only then did Nan Xingtou know why the one from the Evian Pavilion had been delayed for so long and had not taken down the small Fenghua City.

These spirit clan powers all come from one place - Qixia Mountain outside the city. Nan Xingtou calculated in his heart that if he wanted to take Fenghua City, he really had to disintegrate Qixia Mountain first. Qixia Mountain...... It seems that a huge amount of spiritual power has been piled up...... Could it be that the Spirit Clan has mobilized for a small Fenghua City?

Sizzle...... If the confusion in Fenghua City is corrected...... Then the confusion in all countries and regions will be corrected at the same time...... After all, it moves the whole body. Nangata thought to himself that it was time to find a time to meet the Ling Luan from the Evian Pavilion.

The dragonfly had doubts in his heart: although the Spirit Clan had made a small move in Fenghua City, it had also repaired the deranged season...... Those greedy people did not respond to this, this is not their usual style. Either they have a bigger plan, or there is something wrong with the layout of the Wan clan.

Time is of the essence. It seems that the work must be done before the Greed can stop their harvest. For thousands of years, the Spirit Race and the Wan Race have been restraining each other, and it has been a consistent thing. The two major forces advance and retreat, and do not give in to each other. The thousands of events and events recorded in history class have long been memorized by the dragonflies and all the spirit people. When do you think about it, you really can't see the end at a glance! When is it a real end?

Ah...... Thinking about the history teacher and the history class, the fly has a headache.

The history lesson of the Spirit Clan is really too difficult. Tens of millions of years of history, no matter how big or small, must be engraved in the mind and heart. The completion requirement for history courses is that all 90 million history questions must be answered correctly in the case of closed books. Anyone who makes a mistake in a question will have to repeat the grade! To this day, there are still countless Spirit Clan students, who are stuck in history class, and they will always be children...... Some of them have poor qualifications, they are more than 1,000 years old, and they haven't passed history classes...... As a direct result, the number of spirit races who can graduate and work has always been very small.

All the spirit clan scholars, in the history class, all become scumbags in seconds! Those who can pass the assessment of the spirit clan history class, basically, can do anything after graduation. No matter what kind of profession you are in, you can shine brightly! Thinking of this, Xun Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was finally the one who had survived the history class.

Since traveling, the meridian qin of the fly is not separated from the hand, but, in order to make it easy to carry, the meridian qin has been reduced by equal proportions, and it is only the size of a palm. When walking, hide it in your sleeve, and if you want to play a song, just take it out, hold the piano in your left hand, and play it with your right hand.

But there is no need to be so troublesome, the fly has already recorded the 100,000 new compositions that need to be played, or using the method of 11-dimensional full recording. These 100,000 tunes with 11 dimensions of information are enough to play in this world where the perceptible dimensions are only 5 dimensions...... Not only can the human ear hear without damage, but it can also reach the heart and soul of the human heart, piercing the soul through the bones. The flyfly put the recorded tunes in a cloud, and this cloud walked with the fly's walk.

Before, Xun Fly gave a million songs, but now, he has only practiced less than 100 songs. The flies came out to soothe the spirit, and the meanders also came to learn. Qu Liu, his Spirit Clan history class is still in its infancy, obviously, he and Xun Fei are not of the same rank...... But there's no fuss, there are few geniuses like the dragonfly.

Tao Sheng looked out of the window, and suddenly saw a flyfly on the street, and she was also accompanied by a "painless little follower". Tao Sheng looked at this little follower, who was about the same age as the dragonfly, and it seemed that he was also a member of the Geling clan, and his bearing was also extraordinary, just walking beside the dragonfly, he was a little transparent, and he was the kind of person who could be ignored......

I don't know why, Tao Sheng looked at the little follower next to this flyfly, a little not very smart, and even the small actions of walking and observing seemed to be untalented.

Qiansu stayed in the room, watching Tao Sheng look out of the window with relish, so he came over curiously to take a look. At first glance, there was a little girl out of the dust outside! It was really shocking, and she walked with her own fairy spirit. Looking at Tao Sheng's appearance, he seemed to know this person.

Tao Sheng watched the dragonfly walk straight into the Immortal Theater. At this moment, Tao Sheng and Qiansusu glanced at each other, turned around and sat back in the room. "Why did she come to the Immortal Theater?" Tao Sheng said suspiciously.

"Of course I'm looking for you, you two look at each other. Senjuku joked, and then set out and threw a grape to eat.

After a while, the dragonfly was on this floor, and she was knocking on Li Xuan's door.

Tao Sheng heard Li Xuan open the door, and he could hear it: As soon as Li Xuan saw that it was a fly, he spoke enthusiastically to the fly, and then the door was closed. This should be, Li Xuan and Xun Fei went to the room to talk.

Qiansu looked at Tao Sheng listening attentively in the room, and said in his heart: It turns out that this kid likes this, no wonder he feels like he and Ajing are just friends, although they are inseparable on weekdays, but there is no ambiguous shadow at all. Thinking of this, I don't know why, Qiansu was inexplicably happy, and then brought another apple to nibble.

Qu Liu didn't follow Xun Fei upstairs to find Li Xuan, but sat and waited at the tea table downstairs. In this immortal theater, the taste of the Wan clan is really strong, Qu Liu thought, and couldn't help but become serious.

Chapter 103: The Soul Cultivation of the Dragonfly is completed