Chapter 314: The sound of the flute breaks the heart

"Childe praised it falsely." Qingyin took a few steps in the direction of Jian Chen. And then I made a thousand blessings. Looking at Jian Chen's again. It was the first time she had seen someone who could be intoxicated by her own music for so long. Others may not know what this means. But she knows it all when she plays the music. The longer you are immersed, the deeper your perception becomes.

"Definitely not perfunctory. But the girl's piano sounds good. The artistic conception is far away. It's very moving." Jian Chen said with a straight face. I'm afraid that this Qingyin will think that he is just like those people. Just to please the pretty woman. Jian Chen is naturally not the kind of person who can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman. It's just the real benefit from it. It's just that the sound of the piano just now actually increased the soul power of Jian Chen's soul by a significant level. Reached the upper middle level of the Blue Spirit.

"Haha." Hear Jian Chen's words. Harumin covered her mouth with her hand. I couldn't help but smile. There was a trace of curiosity in the young man's heart. It's really fun. The people I see on weekdays seem to be a little different.

Beauty smiles. It's really captivating. Everyone was a little stupid. However, there are also many people who do not forget to stare at Jian Chen with murderous eyes after watching Qingyin. Let Jian Chen feel a chill behind him.

"How about a girl too." Jian Chen looked at that beautiful face. A thought flashed through my mind. There is not a hint of blasphemy. A look of sincerity.

"Oh. Childe also understands this subtle skill." Hearing Jian Chen's words, Qingyin was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this sword dust really knew the rhythm of music. The Sword God Continent is honored by martial arts. Very few people practice this art of string sound. Not to mention men.

Ling'er. The people in the broken army were also dumbfounded. I've never heard of such a small skill as Jian Chen. At least in the year they've known each other, no one seems to have heard anything played. I can't help but look forward to it.

"I don't understand the sound of the piano. Slightly flute. Please advise."

Jian Chen took out a crystal green jade flute from the spatial ring. A flute is horizontal. The soft and melodious flute sound sounded softly. The sound is low. The low one seems to be like the whisper in that ear. But the subtle sound came out. Everyone can hear the flute clearly.

Those who wanted to laugh at Jian Chen's incompetence closed their mouths before they could speak. The sound of this flute actually attracted them at once.

The soft sound of the flute is like a quiet place in the dead of night. A wanderer returns home. I can't bear to disturb this small village, which has fallen silent. Just walked gently into the small courtyard after a long absence. Looking at the familiar courtyard, there was a burst of sentimentality in my heart......

What Jian Chen played was a guqin song that he had often heard in his previous life. In his previous life, Jian Chen's life was an orphan. I love this guqin song alone. But this time, Jian Chen's flute played it.

Although the sword dust in this life has a family. His mother also died young. Add to that longing. The sound of Qingyin's piano just now ignited the emotion that had been locked in his heart for a long time. At this moment, the flute was released.

With the sound of the flute. Jian Chen's heart also seemed to be floating in the air. Whether it is the previous life or this life, he doesn't seem to have much sense of belonging to the world. Suddenly. He felt a sense of loneliness like never before. The flute sounds. Everything is vented...... At this moment, the sword dust is so devoted. So much so that I forget the time. Forgot everything.

The wind and rain building, which was still cheerful just now, fell into a sentimental atmosphere. The ionic feeling of homesickness and resentment infected everyone at once. Many people who are more emotional are even more in tears. The sound of the flute also seems to evoke the past in their hearts.

Qingyin on the stage looked at Jian Chen stupidly. She and Jian Chen's acquaintance is just beginning. But with her study of rhythm. But it made her feel Jian Chen's state of mind the most. At this moment, she seemed to understand the young man in front of her. Understand his loneliness.

The whispered whisper faded away. It's like a whisper from the sky. With that fluttering white cloud. Gradually. The evening breeze blows. The white clouds that accompanied the sound of the piano were also dyed blood red by the setting sun. Blown away by the wind of the night. The sound of the flute has become whining at the moment. With the setting sun. Speaks of the wounds of heaven and earth.

Time. The entire sky over the royal capital was shrouded in this eternal loneliness. Everyone who heard this song seemed to have a strange feeling. The sadness in my heart was also brought out.

The corners of Jian Chen's eyes also brought some tears at some point. The song is born from the heart. There's no sadness like that. I wouldn't have made such a low noise.

The loneliness and homesickness in my heart also dissipated with the sound of the flute just now. The sound of the flute also changed abruptly. The sound of the flute, which had faded away, became clear again.

The rhythm of the flute slowly becomes faster. The original resentment slowly dissipated. Qu'er replaced it with a slaughter. A cavity of blood. Suddenly, a touch of horror flashed on the faces of many people.

The melody of the flute suddenly has this mysterious feeling. At this moment, Jian Chen seemed to feel like he was standing on the top of a high mountain. Looking down on the peaks. Floating clouds also drifted under his eyes. The long wind whistling in my ears is like the long roar of the war horse. Symphony of gold and iron. A heroic feeling arises spontaneously. Pointing the way.

Hear this. It's the women. His chest also seemed to be burning with blood. The sound of the flute is like the sound of gold and iron. It makes you feel like you're on the battlefield. Surrounded by enemies. But there was no fear in my heart. With the sound of the flute. In the hearts of everyone, there is a heroic spirit that is unique despite tens of millions of people.

Jian Chen's eyes slowly opened. A burst of comfort in my heart. I didn't expect that I would break through the demons that had bound me for a long time just now.

Coming to this otherworldly sword dust can be regarded as a smooth sail. But Dugu, who does not belong to this other world, is a time bomb that has always been in his heart. It's just that this bomb has been suppressed by the sword intent. However, the flute music just now actually solved this problem invisibly. I have to marvel at the wonderful.

The flute stops. Everyone looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were full of faith. That undefeated faith. Look at the sword dust again. The gaze has changed.

As a musician, Qingyin feels a little deeper than everyone else. Jian Chen's flute may not sound as good as his own. But that contagiousness. That casualness and freedom are not comparable to themselves. If it's yourself. The style of this song has changed so much. It's absolutely impossible to play. There was silence for a long time. She asked, "What's this piece called?"

"Eighteen beats. General's order." Jian Chen raised his head and saw Qingyin's expression. Something unexpected. Back to the road.

"Two tunes." Harumin asked suspiciously. She couldn't believe it. The two songs can be connected so seamlessly.

Jian Chen nodded and replied. Two tunes."

Hear Jian Chen's affirmation. Harumin was stunned. Bow your head and be silent. I pondered for a long time. Then there was a touch of clarity in his eyes. Looking at the sword dust. I couldn't help but admire: "Wonderful. Wonderful. Wonderful. Little sister admires."

Talking. Qingyin bowed to Jian Chen. Today's sword dust has inspired her a lot. Far more than the purpose of today's accession. She just needs to come to her senses when she goes back. and you will be able to go up.

A flute. Pull in the distance between the two of you. Hearing Qingyin's name for herself, Jian Chen, was a little surprised. Then he stared. only to find out that Qingyin's age seems to be the same size as herself. This took Jian Chen by surprise. At such an age, his attainments in music are so profound. Really. Jian Chen became more and more curious about the Mingyan Building behind Qingyin.

"I haven't consulted the Childe's name yet." I'm a little embarrassed to mention this Qingyin. I don't even know the other person's name.

"Sword dust. Just call me by my name." The sword dust did not hide. Replied with a smile. Harune gave him a very good feeling. Just by the sound of the piano just now, you can hear that it is definitely not the dusty woman that Hongying joked about just now.

Sword Dust. Harune frowned. I don't think I've heard this name before. I thought about it for a moment. A thought flashed through me. Only then did she remember that the unparalleled champion of the forging conference in the past two days seemed to be called Jian Chen. Looking at Jian Chen's outfit. Harune quickly concluded that it was the same person. I was even more surprised. Whether it's music or forging, it takes talent. It's also extremely time-consuming. It's not something that can be done in a day. But Jian Chen's achievements in both are actually top-notch. This made her, who has always had a high vision, also have a trace of admiration for Jian Chen.

"What. It's actually sword dust." Everyone was dumbfounded. Such a handsome boy is actually the sword dust who won the championship in the conference two days ago. Look again. Jian Chen's figure coincided with the forging competition two days ago. At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of admiration. There is also jealousy. More admiration.

"Can Jian Chen?" Harune invited.

"Solid as you wish. But ......" said. Jian Chen looked at the few people around him. He smiled apologetically at Harune.

"Since it's your friend. Naturally, we can come up together." Harune smiled when she saw this. Looking at the broken army below, a few people nodded.

Hearing Qingyin's words, Po Jun was overjoyed. That's the sword dust that loves to die. If it weren't for the crowds. I'm afraid they're all going to pick up the sword dust and kiss it. Hear to take yourself up. The taste on Ling'er's face eased a little. However, there was still a slight vigilance in Qingyin's eyes. I'm afraid she'll snatch something in general.

With Jian Chen, a few people went upstairs. Qingyin also retreated into the background. An old woman walked out. He bowed slightly to the crowd. Then he said, "I'm sorry. Miss Qing has something. That's the end of today." Closed. The old mother also retreated.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves. The crowd below made a direct fuss. But it soon fell silent. A group of guards stood in front of the stairs going up. These guards are the power of the Wind and Rain Tower. After all, such a family business naturally has its own guardian power. Each escort is a carefully selected soldier. They have all experienced the baptism of iron and blood on the front line of the Moon Spirit Country.

A middle-aged man in iron armor walked out from behind the group. Eyes stared coldly at these people. Then he said coldly: "Please don't make mistakes."

Hear that voice. It's as if everyone has fallen into a hole in the ice. Cold. People who originally wanted to make trouble. See the glaring broadsword. Fear in my heart. Although unwilling. I had no choice but to retreat.