fifty-six
At the moment before he was about to completely lose consciousness, a light suddenly broke out in the deep seawater, and then there was a dazzling and dazzling light like the scorching sun, Jiang Xingque raised his hand in the water with difficulty to try to cover his eyes, but the next second he fell heavily to the ground.
The instantaneous feeling of falling and the stinging pain of the wound behind her awakened Jiang Xingque, she was lying on the lawn staring at the hazy sky, and after a while, Jiang Xingge appeared in her sight.
"How long are you going to lie down, can't you even break such a formation?" The young man stood aside with his waist straightened as if he hadn't been with Jiang Xingque that night, and his face was still familiar with indifference.
Jiang Xingque smiled inexplicably, and then tried to support his body that was not in pain and said, "Yes, I'm useless." ”
Contrary to the imaginary cold words and ridicule, Jiang Xingge was stunned for a moment after hearing her answer, and unexpectedly showed a slightly soft expression, he seemed to casually reach out and carefully pull up the girl sitting on the ground, and then replied: "Why bother to be presumptuous, since you are a mortal, you will naturally miss it." ”
"If I die, where will you go?" For some reason, Jiang Xingque suddenly recalled the question that came to mind when she was struggling in the tide, she cast a small spell to take care of her embarrassed body, and then looked at Jiang Xingge curiously.
The other party was obviously unprepared for this question, he showed a rare expression of surprise, thought for a moment, and asked, "Where do you want me to go?"
"Then go to the world for me to see!" Jiang Xingque smiled innocently when she said this answer, she was really not joking, unlike Jiang Xingge and other children of the family, she never felt that the world was a low-level or boring place, but she was always full of yearning for the world she had never reached.
Sure enough, after hearing this answer, Jiang Xingge frowned imperceptibly, the girl walking in front didn't notice it, but even so, she had already guessed what the other party's reaction would be, and the silence behind her was naturally also expected by her.
In the afternoon, it snowed lightly in the Kunlun Domain, and the Qingning Fang, which was not very lively, suddenly became a lot more deserted.
The conversation between Gu Hai and Xia Huairuo had gone from ordinary small talk to a discussion on schoolwork, and now, he was confiding in his senior sister about the uneasiness of the Battle of the Beidou, and he and Su Zi, who had only been enrolled for half a year, were about to face a third-year student, and the other party was good at music and rhythm that they hadn't even learned yet.
The young man with some baby fat looked at Xia Huairuo with a pitiful look and muttered, "Senior sister, what should I do." ”
Xia Huairuo, who was on the other side of the table, also showed a look of embarrassment when she heard this, after all, even if this kind of problem was put on her four years ago, it was estimated that she would have nothing to do, so she could only grit her teeth and go up recklessly, not to mention that the young man in front of her didn't look as powerful as he once was, and even if she could take a few moves, she would have no chance of winning.
Suddenly, Xia Huairuo seemed to have thought of something, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and then he threw the money bag on the table, grabbed Gu Hai and rushed to Kunlun.
The young man, who was puzzled by this sudden move, adjusted his pace to keep up with the other party, and asked: "Senior sister, I don't eat much, why do you give so much money?" Xia Huairuo, who was walking in front, did not look back, but explained a little impatiently: "Oh, I beat away so many customers before, so naturally I want to lose money to the store." ”
The two of them were holding their swords like that, relying on no one to see them, and they came to the door of the Regulation Pavilion arrogantly, Gu Hai reacted at this time, it turned out that Xia Huai wanted to take himself to Kunlun Millennium Record to see if there was a way to break the enemy.
He and Su Zi had only found some masters of swordsmanship and formation to learn before, but they had never noticed who was good at music and rhythm, and they thought that they would not be able to find it for a while, and they would probably have to spend a few days to determine the goal, but they didn't expect Xia Huairuo to go straight to Kunlun Yan's bookshelf as soon as he went upstairs, and the goal was to take down the booklet with the word Yan Bei written on it.
"Hmm, senior sister, isn't Yan good at medical skills, what are you doing with Yan Bei's predecessor's booklet?" Gu Hai followed behind Xia Huairuo suspiciously, and asked the question he wanted to ask while the other party was flipping through the contents, and then waited for an answer.
"Found it! I guessed correctly!" Xia Huairuo held up the open booklet in front of Gu Hai, and then said: "When I read the book before, I learned that Penglai Yan's family is good at music, and Penglai Yan's martial arts and medical skills are in the same vein as Kunlun Yan's, that is to say, although Kunlun Yan's superb medical skills have overshadowed the limelight of music, their views on music and rhythm must be higher than others. ”
"Now that Yan Bei's soul is stored in the book, then it must be a better choice for her to teach you than the remnant soul in other books. Speaking of this, Xia Huairuo was probably impressed by her wit, she raised her hands complacently, and Gu Hai in front of her also applauded with interest.
The two sang and harmonized, and when they had had enough, they returned to the theme.
"I have to go down the mountain again, and I have to help Yan Bei's senior bring the piccolo in. Xia Huairuo carefully put the booklet back to its original position, then checked the remaining pocket money in his pocket, and asked Gu Hai to stay in the Kunlun Millennium Record honestly and wait for him to come back, and when he saw that the other party agreed, he walked towards the exit with confidence.
Xu is waiting time was too boring, Gu Hai walked around the Kunlun Millennium Record a few times, until every row and column was walked by him, and finally returned to Kunlun Yan's bookshelf bored. He read the names one by one, and finally chose to take down the booklet that belonged to Yan Bei.
The young man leaned on the bookshelf, found a comfortable position and sat down, and then turned to the page number that Xia Huairuo had found earlier with his memory, and the six words in it attracted Gu Hai's attention, and he read them out with a little puzzlement: "Mess with its mind, control its sound?"
It stands to reason that if it is not supplemented by formations, chaos is actually more difficult to master than music. Gu Hai said in his heart, if the method of cracking is chaotic, I am afraid that it is better to let him learn the rhythm of music now. He closed the book in frustration and didn't read any further, probably because he was so bored that he fell asleep.
When Xia Huairuo returned to Qingning Fang, it was already dark, and she hadn't noticed which store sold musical instruments before, so she made a lot of effort to find that shop. Finally, the hard work paid off, and I finally found the piccolo in a small shop at the end of the alley that didn't even have a signboard.
The kind-looking old man took out a rectangular box from the wooden cabinet behind him, which contained the piccolo that Xia Huairuo had selected in the counter. Most of the magic weapons of the children of the Xu family are customized, so the objects in the small shop are made for ordinary people, and the piccolo is extremely simple, so that Xia Huairuo doesn't know how to describe it, after all, in her eyes, this is a piece of bamboo with a few holes.
"Boss, do you have anything better here, I'm going to give it to the girl." Xia Huairuo couldn't help but ask, the old man had obviously been asked more than once, so he replied with a smile: "There is no such thing as a better look, but if the girl has any favorite patterns or words, the old man can help you paint them." ”
When Xia Huairuo heard this, he held the bamboo piccolo and turned it around a few times, and finally had a flash of inspiration and handed it back to the old man: "Then please help me paint a cold orchid." ”