Chapter 40: The Sounds of Nature

There was silence, only the sound of the flute. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of this flute sounded extremely strangely, and it was also extremely sudden, and there were many people who were proficient in musical instrument music theory present, but the sound of the flute listened to by the ears seemed to not exist on any music score at all, and the tune seemed to be an improvisation by the person who played the flute, but this flute sound that seemed to be a natural sound had already made everyone fascinated, otherwise it would not have made the crowd quiet for a moment and never dared to make a sound again?

Xiao Yin was suddenly high and generous, and suddenly complained and whispered, high to infinity, low to infinity, and sincerely felt that the inexhaustible feeling of falling into the Yellow Spring was infinite, and at this moment, Mo Qingchi, who was originally talking to the man in white, that is, Shan Wanjing, who was dressed as a man, couldn't help but stop his voice, closed his eyes and listened, in addition, many people also fell into the very wonderful state of Moqingchi, such as Ouyang Xiyi, who was originally walking towards Moqingchi, has also stopped at this moment.

One of the most surprising is not them, but Taishan collapsed in front of the face of the generation of Confucian Wang Tong, at this moment, his face is even more unprecedentedly complex and excited, the moment the sound of the flute sounded, his eyes immediately fell into the mood of reminiscence, and then the next moment his expression became very complex and excited, he was addicted to the sound of the piano, and his eyes began to search for the person who played the flute, but the sound of the flute seemed to come from the sky, coming from all directions, even with Wang Tong's such a strong and profound skill It was difficult to find for a while.

Everyone closed their eyes and listened, and for a while, this originally unrivaled banquet seemed to have become a paradise in an instant, and it was hard to imagine that there would be a wonderful sound of flute in the world. Even Xiong Batian, who has never been very emotional about Shi Qingxuan's flute, closed his eyes at this moment, and his face showed undisguised respect and amazement.

At this moment, this person who blows the flute can rely on this wonderful hand without any words, and the improvised work can let people know her thoughts, such a clever Xiao Le blows the flute all over the world Except for Shi Qingxuan, what else is there in the world? There is absolutely no one else, this person is definitely Shi Qingxuan, but where is Shi Qingxuan?

Wang Tong's eyes were still searching, but in his heart he had already given up when he was listening to the sound of the flute, and he could hear that this niece was a hermit who was indifferent to fame and fortune, so how could he bear to disturb this niece? Therefore, even though there was all the helplessness in his heart, he just sighed softly.

The next moment, the sound of the flute turned again, and at this time, the sound of the flute seemed to be telling the story in everyone's hearts on the silent sword, even if the woman in white who was as cold as frost showed a slightly moved look on her face for the first time.

A piece of flute music is over.

The burly and sturdy Ouyang Xiyi showed a very rare kind and gentle look on his face, and said in a high voice: "Qingxuan Immortal has arrived, why don't you come in and see it, so that Uncle can see how much you look like Xiuxin." ”

Although Ouyang Xiyi also heard from the niece's flute voice that the niece was unwilling to see others, he still couldn't help but ask.

A long sigh sounded: "If you don't see each other, Qingxuan was ordered by her mother to play a song for the two worlds. ”

For a moment, the heavens and the earth fell silent in an instant.

Although some people want to keep Shi Qingxuan, since Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi, the two people who were made by Shi Qingxuan, are difficult to keep Shi Qingxuan, who can keep this woman?

Mo Qingchi raised his head only to see a figure in Tsing Yi quietly swept out of the hall in front of his eyes, he only saw the figure of this woman, but just that shocking shadow was enough to make people unhappy, and they couldn't sleep at night.

Mo Qingchi sighed softly, and did not hide his sigh to Hou Xibai beside him: "Originally, I still wanted to use her, but at this moment, when I heard such a pure and flawless Xiao Yin, how could I bear to do it?"

Hou Xibai's expression suddenly became unparalleled and solemn, and he said coldly: "If Brother Mo does other things, Hou Xibai may not pay attention to it, but if Brother Mo has the slightest transgression in this matter, then I don't mind separating life and death with you." His words were plain, but he was unmatchedly serious.

Mo Qingchi smiled and sighed: "Now I don't have this kind of thought, she should be the kind of person who wanders outside the world, and she really shouldn't be involved in the red world of us laymen. ”

Hou Xibai looked at Mo Qingchi, and a look of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

The voices of the two of them were very low, so they could only hear Shan Wanjing, who was dressed as a man on her side.

Shan Wanjing didn't say anything, he didn't seem to pay attention to the two people beside him at all, and he was recalling the sound of the flute in his mind, especially the sound of the flute in the second half, some thoughts once again appeared in her mind, I have to say that he has no regrets about today's trip.

How many people in the world can hear Shi Qingxuan's flute sound?

Soon, the birthday banquet began to be lively again, but at this moment, many people were not interested, but after all, there were Wang Tong, Ouyang Xiyi, Wang Shichong and others, and everyone quickly began to be enthusiastic again.

Mo Qingchi, Shan Wanjing, Xiong Batian, Hou Xibai and several other Jianghu people sat down to dine together, they were the closest table to Wang Tong, Wang Shichong, Ouyang Xiyi and others.

Mo Qingchi, the few people around him, basically knew about it, including Chen Zhiyuan, the leader of the Qingshuang faction, the first major faction in Nanping, as well as Shangguan Long, Rong Jiaojiao and others.

Originally, Shangguan Long and Rong Jiaojiao were sitting at the table of Rong Fengxiang, Dong Shuni, and Wang Tong, but they finally appeared at their table, Rong Jiaojiao was still very enthusiastic and curious about others, but she was a little cold to him, as if she was not moved by this very dazzling man at all.

Mo Qingchi just smiled faintly at these and didn't care too much, since Shangguan Long and Rong Jiaojiao sat down at his table, he just glanced at the two of them very indifferently, and didn't say anything, but he didn't say a few words to the white-clothed boy Shan Wanjing.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Moqing pushed a chair by the side of the pool and wandered around the hall, leaving the table temporarily. It was obviously very impolite to leave the table at this moment, but after the battle with Ba Fenghan just now, Mo Qingchi, who was unknown at this moment, was now obviously worth a hundred times, so although some people were dissatisfied and jealous, they still had no words.

Mo Qingchi walked in the hall and came to which woman with a strong exotic style, that is, to come with Ba Fenghan, the woman sat at a table of wine banquets she didn't know, didn't speak or eat, just sat coldly, it was obvious that the people at this table were definitely very embarrassed.

Mo Qingchi walked to the woman's side with a smile, she looked at the woman who looked very familiar and said slowly: "I heard that Wang Da Confucian is good at raising flowers and plants, and it is inconvenient to have hands and feet down, I wonder if I can ask the girl to accompany me?"

The woman turned her head and looked at Mo Qingchi coldly, still as cold as an iceberg, but she still spoke, her voice was very crisp and pleasant, but there was an unattainable sense of coldness, she said coldly: "Why?"

Mo Qingchi smiled faintly and said, "Maybe it's because I know some things that girls want to know but don't know." He said yes, and pushed his wheelchair and looked out of the hall.

The woman hesitated, but still got up to follow, and took the initiative to push the wheelchair for Mo Qingchi and left the hall.

At this moment, Mo Qingchi has already become the focus of everyone's attention, which is naturally seen by everyone, and of course it is also seen by Shan Wanjing and Hou Xibai.

Hou Xibai looked at Shan Wanjing, he found that a look of anger and gloom flashed in Shan Wanjing's eyes, he understood this feeling, if any woman faces the moment when she flattered you in every way but was with another woman the next moment, she would more or less show a little bit of this emotion.

He could only shake his head and smile bitterly, and said to Shan Wanjing what Mo Qingchi had quietly explained to him: "Shan Gongzi should know what the identity of this Mo Gongzi is. The voice of his words was not small, not only enough for Shan Wanjing to hear, but also enough for the people sitting at the same table as him to hear.

Shan Wanjing was stunned at first, and then an amazing light flashed in her eyes.

Hou Xibai shook his head, and could only show a wry smile, maybe this single girl still didn't know that this Mo Qingchi, who had always behaved very coldly, already had a not weak position in her heart.

But how can outsiders not see it?

But there is another point that he is also a little surprised, when he said this to Shan Wanjing, he found that Rong Jiaojiao, who was sitting not far from him, also had a flash of joy in his eyes, at this moment he really didn't know how to speak, this was really difficult for him to think, after all, one of the people who promoted the Demon Gate Conference this time was not Rong Fengxiang?

He glanced up at Mo Qingchi, who had disappeared into the hall, and he didn't think in his heart what this Mo Qingchi was going to do.

He really didn't understand, and he really didn't know the identity of the woman who left with Mo Qingchi, so how could he understand Mo Qingchi's intentions? Besides, even if he understood the identity of this woman, I'm afraid it would be difficult to understand Mo Qingchi's intentions.

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Ling a table, Wang Shichong unabashedly showed his appreciation for Mo Qingchi, he opened his mouth to Wang Tong and said: "After the birthday banquet is over, I wonder if Wang Lao can introduce this Mr. Mo Qingchi Mo for me? According to my opinion, this person is not only strong in martial arts, but also the strategy he showed when he fought against Bai Fenghan just now is also amazing, if this is not the case, then Bao Fenghan at least has the strength to fight." ”

Ouyang Xiyi didn't nod his head at this point, martial arts is not about fighting strength but not fighting wit, sometimes two peerless masters face off, wisdom and strength are equally important, whoever can grasp the fleeting opportunity can lock the battle situation.

Wang Tong smiled bitterly and sighed lightly: "I also have the idea of making friends with this person, but you shouldn't look for me at this point, you should be looking for my old friend Hou Xibai." ”

Wang Shichong laughed and said, "Since the amorous son Hou Xibai is your old friend, shouldn't I just look for you?"

Wang Tong shook his head and stopped talking.

Wang Shichong and Wang Tong have been friends for many years, so naturally he can see that Wang Tong has agreed, and he doesn't say more, raises his glass to Wang Tong to show his gratitude, and drinks the wine in one gulp.

Rong Fengxiang already had a very kind smile on his face, but when he lowered his head, his eyes flashed with a complex and uncertain side.

Of course, at this time, no one noticed that there were two seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys who secretly left the hall quietly, and finally slipped out of the mansion of a generation of great Confucian kings......

Wang Tong's birthday banquet can meet such a superb guest, which is also rare for decades. (To be continued.) )