Chapter 62: The Heart of the Piano and the Sword (Part II)

Gongliang returned to the valley, and heard a distant sound of the piano coming from the valley in the sky.

Looking down, I saw a round rolling disc sitting on the edge of the cliff, with a green jade guqin on his lap, gently plucking.

The graceful gesture, the gentle hand. If you don't look at its panda body, you think it is a beautiful girl with a graceful body, tender and graceful, a hair like a light cloud covering the moon, and a fluttering like the snow of the wind.

But alas, it's a panda.

Gongliang wondered, when did this fool learn to play the piano, and where did this extraordinary-looking guqin come from?

Flying down to the round side, he didn't disturb it to play, just stood quietly next to it.

Beside it, there are also Kui Xiong and others who have returned from hunting. With their heads, they couldn't think of it, a hairy bear could play the piano, it was too weird, too unusual, they couldn't help but come around to take a look.

Xiao Xiangxiang stood by the guqin, holding her heart with her two paws, and her watery spiritual eyes looked at it with adoration, rolling so powerful!

Yuan Rolling and Xiao Xiangxiang sat on Dorjee's back and left the grass house, returned to the valley, and lay down in the tent to watch the piano score and swordsmanship that appeared out of thin air in their minds.

After looking at it, he drew his long sword and practiced outside the tent.

After practicing for a while, he took out the guqin and began to play.

It has learned the lute and all these stringed instruments have something in common. Although it looks stupid and stupid, it is actually very smart and has a knack for getting around these things. Bounced and played, became proficient, and the sound turned out to be good.

Mi Gu lay in Baba Baba in his arms, and when he saw Rolling playing the piano, he suddenly cocked his chin arrogantly and said, "I can occasionally play drums." ”

So, she moved the drum around her waist to her chest, flew to the ground, and jumped up and down.

"Bang bang bang... Bang Bang Bang..."

The sudden sound of the drum disrupted the rhythm of the round piano, making it unable to play any longer, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "Migu, I'm playing the piano, don't you make trouble here, okay?"

"Even if you don't make trouble, you even beat the drums. ”

The little guy said as he bounced and twisted his ass around in front of the round.

If it's not a troublemaker, you don't know what it means.

Yuan Rolling was so angry, but there was nothing he could do about the little guy, so he could only put away the guqin. He took out the long sword and said, "Gongliang, I found the treasure again." With that, it drew its sword and demonstrated.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, shining with a cold glow.

I saw that its posture was vigorous, like a frightening wave, graceful like a swimming dragon, and its body was swift and flying, and it was like a god.

It's hard to believe that this swordsmanship was originally a fat panda.

Gongliang was dumbfounded.

Mi Gu is Baba's favorite little baby, so he has to roll it down. I found that Baba was watching the rolling, and I was unhappy, so I stopped beating the drum, took out the Optimus Prime and waved it as I wished.

For a while, the shadows of the pillars and the flashing sword light competed, and the fat round and small rice grains contrasted with each other, which was pleasing to the eye.

Miya danced, feeling that the round glittering sword was a little overwhelming, and then swung Optimus Prime at the sword.

"Stop. Gongliang hurriedly drank it.

Just kidding, Optimus Prime is hugely heavy, and it can't be a panda meat sauce when it hits the round body.

When Mi Gu heard Baba's words, he put away his wishful Optimus Prime, flapped his wings and flew up to hug Baba and said, "Baba Baba, it's so powerful!"

Gongliang didn't answer, but grabbed the little guy's body to face him, and said solemnly: "Mi Gu, you have to remember that your pillar is very heavy, and a little touch will hurt people, so you can't use the pillar to hit the people in our own family, let alone hit people at will, you can only use it to beat bad people, you know?"

"Uh-huh"

Mi Gu has always listened to Baba's words, and nodded quickly, but then tilted his little head and asked puzzledly: "Baba, what is a bad person!"

"Bad guys..."

Gongliang thought for a moment and said: "Bad people are people who want to beat us and bully us, and this kind of person can be beaten in any way." ”

"Baba, even know even know. The bad guys are the weird people who want to eat the puppets they met last time, and the puppet water can't spit them out. ”

The little guy was talking about the last time Cangwu County, when he faced a crowd of zombies and ghosts, and poisonous saliva was ineffective against them.

I didn't expect that after so long, this little thing still remembered in my heart.

"Hmm...," Gongliang nodded.

"Baba, even now there are pillars, the water can't spit them out, and even if you beat them with pillars, you won't let them bully Baba. ”

Mi Gu said proudly.

This little guy's mouth is like honey, and the words he says are so sweet that he wants to cry. I couldn't help but hold her in my arms and rub my chin against her head. How can this little thing not make people love it!

The little guy obediently lay in Baba in his arms, rubbing his shoulders, his eyes fluttering, and he was very happy. She likes Baba like this the most, she likes Baba so much.

After a little crooked with the little guy, Gongliang took the long sword from his round hand and looked at it.

The sword trembled, struggling, trying to fly away.

Gongliang grabbed it tightly and looked at the body of the sword, only to see that the sword on the side of the hilt was engraved with the very beautiful word "Cold Autumn", which should be the name of the long sword. On the cold autumn sword, there are spiritual patterns all over the place, the aura is dense, the sword is shining, and the end is extraordinary.

It seemed that he didn't like Gongliang's aggressive gaze, Leng Qiujian kept struggling, and the more he struggled, the more powerful he became.

If it weren't for Gongliang's strength, Leng Qiujian would have already flown away from his hand. It seems that this is a spiritual sword.

After looking at it, he put the sword back in and rolled it back.

It's also strange, after returning to the round hand, Leng Qiujian didn't move, it seems that it should be recognized as the master.

"Where did you get the piano and the sword, and why did you suddenly know how to play the piano?" asked Gong Hao curiously.

"And dust. Yuan Rolling screamed, took out the jade silk from the storage bag and dusted it to Gongliang. Then he learned from the men he had seen with the dust in his hands, standing with their heads held high between their left hands.

If it weren't for a panda skin and an obese body, it would look like a fairy wind bone.

Mi Gu took out the small whisk sent by Phantom Wujing and waved it around in his hand, and Gongliang was almost dazzled when he saw it.

After a while, he told himself and Xiao Xiangxiang and Duo Ji about the treasures they sensed when they went to the forest to pick fruits.

When Gongliang heard this, he touched his chin and thought: In a secluded grass house, there should be more than this thing, maybe there are other treasures.

Seeing that it was still early, he took Migu and them to sit on Dorjee and asked them to take them to the grass house.

Just walked through, Dorjee naturally knew the road, and walked away quickly, flying as fast as the wind. It didn't take long for me to come to the pine and cypress where the grass house was located.