"It's because of the ...... language"

The Elven King of the Divine Sound sees more clearly than other elves of his kind, and has always sung through voice and rhythm, believing that only the most natural rhythm can reach the deepest souls.

As everyone knows, the language and writing created by human beings can show vivid images, and through the interweaving of real sounds and illusory pictures, the purpose of conveying the soul of music and rhythm can be achieved.

"You're singing so nicely...... "Ugly Baba" said the ugly idiot.

"Don't you cry!" Xia Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he coaxed the ugly monster, and explained: "This is the right-hand man of a certain god of songs, with a half-person like me, it's good not to embarrass him, hahaha......"

"By the way, do you want to become a contract beast of humans?" Xia Yun patted the shoulder of the ugly eight monsters lightly, and changed the topic vigorously, he didn't want the ugly eight monsters to get to the bottom of this matter.

"Yes! but...... No one looks down on me. The ugly monster responded immediately, and then said a little lonely.

"In the community, I look completely different from those guys, a real outlier. And I can't sense the aura of heaven and earth, and I'm clumsy when I walk. They all ostracized me, bullied me, hated me, and insulted me. I don't understand, why did I survive when I didn't get any recognition for my appearance, why didn't you just kill me, why did you let me suffer so much?"

When the ugly monster said the back, the grievances turned into a hissing roar, and no matter how painful it was, it could not find anyone to confide in, including its own mother. In such a place of discrimination, ridicule, sarcasm, rejection, and schadenfreude, it has no one to rely on except for a glowing stone that can bring it a glimmer of warmth and light at night.

It can only choose to bury all its grievances and pains in its heart, and in the dead of night, it sits alone on the glowing stone of the circular hill, licking its wounds.

"Ugly monster, how about I tell you a story?" Xia Yun looked at the starry sky and said suddenly.

"What...... Story?" Xiao Hei said stunned.

"What a story! I want to hear it too!" Suddenly, the demon idiot poked out his little head and two spider spears from Xia Yun's chest, and his face was humanized with excitement.

This expression frightened Xia Yun and the ugly eight monsters, weird and infiltrating, and they slowed down for a long time before they came back to their senses. Xia Yun was full of black lines, this guy finally lived in peace for a few days, and when he heard that he was going to tell a story, he ran out again and made a fuss.

"If you want to hear a story, shut up. Xia Yun explained, secretly surprised in his heart, the demon idiot seemed to speak more fluently and smoothly than before!

In this way, Luo Tian's enlightenment education is not in vain, it's time for Luo Tian to continue to train the demon idiot.

"Next, the story I'm going to tell is called The Ugly Duckling. Once upon a time, there was a flock of ducklings living by the lake......"

Xia Yun's ability to tell the story is not too bad, and the whole plot has ups and downs, not only making the ugly monsters and demon idiots fascinated, but even the Shenyin Elf King feels the same and worries about what happened to the ugly duckling.

Later, the ugly duckling turned into a white swan and soared high for nine days in pursuit of his own dreams. After Xia Yun finished speaking, the ugly monster couldn't calm down for a long time.

Can it also be like an ugly duckling, one day it will be able to break out of its cocoon into a butterfly, a local chicken into a phoenix, swim in the blue sky, and pursue its own dreams?

"Oh! I understand!" the demon's dark compound eyes shone brightly, and he said excitedly: "The ugly duckling must have been laughed at by the toad when he was young, and then the ugly duckling turned into a white swan, which caused the toad to be jealous, so there is a saying that the toad wants to eat swan meat." ”

Xia Yun: "???"

He knew that the brain hole of the demon idiot must have been thrown out in the Burning Sparrow Mountain, and it had not been repaired so far. However, his rhetoric has improved a lot, and he can say dozens of words in one breath, and he finally didn't lose his share.

Qianhuan was lying on his stomach from afar, and couldn't help but shake his head, this guy is eighty percent mentally retarded and has advanced cancer, and he can't be helped. Only the ugly monster had an unaware expression, which almost made Xia Yun and Qianhuan stupid cry.

"Ugly monster, do you want to change this blank and helpless life? Do you want to change this situation of being ignored and bullied? Do you want to change the lonely, lonely and directionless demon life?"

As if infected by Xia Yun's words, the ugly monster nodded fiercely and responded loudly: "Yes, yes, yes! I haven't thought about it a day, but...... Can I really turn into a white swan like an ugly duckling?"

Xia Yun said bluntly: "Of course not, you are not an ugly duckling." ”

"......" The ugly eight monsters looked stunned, their expressions were slightly gloomy, and they said in a low voice: "That...... Will you contract me?"

"Of course not. ”

The Divine Sound Elf King's pretty face flushed when he heard this, dare you just tell the story of the ugly duckling just now to bring a glimmer of hope to the ugly eight monsters, and then destroy it with your own hands?

Xia Yun has always been straightforward and straightforward, and he is not good at comforting others.

"I can help you, so that you will no longer be disliked and excluded by anyone, no longer ridiculed and ridiculed, and I will even help you find the direction to move forward, and the demon master who is truly suitable for you...... But I have a request, which is to sing a song to me every day. ”

The ugly monster's eyes turned red when he heard this, for three years, it has tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and has seen through the hot and cold state of the world, for the world that has hurt it, for the people who have hurt it, although it does not hate, but it rejects it from the heart. Although Xia Yun was reluctant to contract it, which made it feel a little disappointed, at least this human was sincere and unpretentious.

It's not like those tribesmen and humans who pay lip service to mercy but don't actually do anything to help! Although the words are always very piercing, I don't know how many times more beautiful they are than the cynicism of those people.

If Luo Tian, Ye Feng, and Bo Qi knew about this thought, they would definitely laugh off their big teeth, thinking that the ugly monster was joking. The idea of being ugly is not an exaggerated lie, and if you have not experienced hell, how can you know that the world is actually heaven?

Moreover, Xia Yun's request is not difficult, don't rap a song, a hundred capitals is no problem. Because singing is its dream, and after three years of lonely life, it can only relieve this pain by being accompanied by the rhythm of music. Naturally, I fell in love with music.

"I promise you, take me away, take me out of this hellish place, I don't want to stay any longer!!"

Grabbing Xia Yun and the life-saving straw, the ugly monster hissed and shouted as hard as he could, shouting out its heart for three years.

(End of chapter)