Chapter 406

The wind blows and the clouds move, and the flute makes the fish swim.

The beauty in pink is set off under the verdant green willows, with a picturesque artistic conception.

Xia Qingchen stares quietly and listens silently.

Write a song.

The girl in pink put down her disciple and looked at Xia Qingchen: "excuse me, childe."

Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes and smiled: "no, girl's flute sound, whether it's pleasant or martial arts, is good."

The white face of the girl in pink showed a touch of surprise: "can you hear the martial arts in the flute sound?"

However, she did not deliberately release her martial arts skills!

It's just an ordinary play.

The girl in pink grabbed a trace of interest in her eyes, picked up the steps and went up to the pavilion and said, "I'm Luo Shuixian, young master?"

"Summer light dust."

"Master Xia is proficient in sonic martial arts?" Asked Luo Shuixian curiously.

This is really strange.

Sound wave martial arts are very rare. Few people practice it. Less than one person knows it.

I've met one right now.

"A little knowledge." Xia Qingchen found that the girl in pink looked particularly beautiful.

The skin is white, and the eyes are clear and quiet.

Quiet temperament, such as a holy fairy who does not provoke dust.

"What do you think of my sound wave martial arts skills?" Luo Shuixian sat on the stone stool opposite, full of expectation.

It was the first time she had discussed sonic martial arts with people.

Xia Qingchen thought, "it can only be considered good. I think you filled some by yourself because of your incomplete martial arts skills?"

Luo Narcissus looked surprised.

She thought that Xia Qingchen was just a simple understanding. Unexpectedly, he told his secret.

Her martial arts is a remnant of the Bai Hua family's inheritance from generation to generation, which is called "a hundred birds and a phoenix".

However, it has a long history and many deformities.

With her intelligence and talent for music, she forcibly filled her disability.

He managed to cultivate his martial arts successfully.

Few people know about it.

Xia Qingchen knows.

It's incredible!

"Young master Xia is knowledgeable and admired by Luoshui!" Luo Shuixian sincerely admires.

Hesitated for a while, she was a little hard to say, and said, "Luoshui is bold and asks for your advice."

It's very abrupt to ask others for advice when we meet for the first time.

Xia Qingchen didn't care and said, "yes, anyway, I'm free for the time being."

Luo Shui's face was happy. He quickly got up and worshipped: "thank you, childe Xia."

However, she was not too surprised.

Her beautiful appearance can often attract the hospitality of strange men. The Xia Qingchen in front of her should also be amazed at her appearance.

"Lend me the flute." Summer light dust road.

Luo Shui hesitated, gave his used flute to a strange man?

Her heart is in conflict, but in order to communicate the flute sound, she still chooses to give the flute to Xia Qingchen.

Xindao, throw it away after he uses it.

It's just a flute.

Xia Qingchen took the flute, wiped his fingers and wiped all the residual lip prints on the flute hole.

Then he just played.

It's still the "hundred birds facing the Phoenix" she played just now.

This song was once renshuang's favorite song.

She likes a person, standing on the top of the cloud, looking at the distant dust-free God King, playing silently.

A trace of memory flashed in Xia Qingchen's heart and began to play gently.

Melodious flute sound, lingering like a dream back to the millennium, sad like the cold rain at midnight.

One voice, one after another, deduce those lost and irreparable time.

The mountain is empty and the lake is quiet.

White clouds are leisurely.

Peace of mind, intoxication.

The past is hard to trace.

The noisy insects stopped together.

The small fish in the pool swam slowly.

The white birds in the garden fall quietly on the branches outside the yard.

There was silence.

Only Yu flute sound.

After a long time, I wrote a song.

Xia Qingchen puts down the horizontal flute and feels inexplicably sad in his heart.

He seemed to see the scene of Ning Shuang standing in the distance, silently looking at himself and playing the flute alone.

At that time, he became the queen of God and was busy.

No longer like once, accompany her.

Is the frost at that moment, as he is today, blowing "a hundred birds and a phoenix" with a sad heart, remembering the past?

Unfortunately.

At the end of the song, people scattered!

A thousand years later, one of them is the king of God and the other is mortal.

The vows and expressions of that year, like the floating dust scattered by the wind and rain, are scattered in the gap of time ruins.

I can't find it again. I can't find it.

Pa Pa——

A crisp applause sounded in his ear and woke him up.

Xia Qingchen put down the horizontal flute and looked slightly bleak: "laugh, this is the original version of" a hundred birds and a phoenix ". I hope you can get something."

However, Luo Shuixian couldn't help applauding.

Bright eyes, glittering and translucent, with faint tears left.

She wiped her wet eyes and exclaimed: "childe Xia's quyi came out of the dust. It's touching. Luoshui is not as good as just in case."

Her heart was shocked.

She only played the same tune.

Summer light dust blew out God.

Even she was infected by the sadness in the song and shed tears.

"I've heard a lot, so I just understand a little." Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said sadly.

After a pause, he added, "as long as you play the star power, it will naturally play its due power."

Luo Shuixian was ashamed and said, "just now I was so absorbed that I didn't write down the piano score. Could you trouble childe Xia to play it again?"

Xia Qingchen declined and said, "this song hurts people's hearts. I don't want to play it anymore."

Luo Shuixian stepped forward, and the long fragrance came, intoxicating.

Her beautiful face showed an appealing color: "young master Xia, Luoshui has a thick face. Please blow it again."

Looking so close at the delicate face that can be broken by blowing bombs, men will pity.

Unfortunately, Xia Qingchen is never moved by his face.

Only the heart can move his heart.

"Girl, you and I met by chance. There is only one song. Please don't force people." Xia Qingchen said calmly.

Not because of its beauty.

Luo Shuixian's ears were embarrassed.

I was rejected!

She stood up and hurriedly said, "I'm rude. Forgive me, young master."

"Yes." Xia Qingchen nodded and said nothing.

Luo Shuixian sat opposite, and a pair of bright eyes looked curiously at Xia Qingchen from time to time.

In her deep eyes, she never reflected a shadow.

She was a little frustrated. Her face was not seen by him.

However, because of this, Luo Shuixian has respect.

At least, she is different from most men she meets.

"Childe Xia, shall I play some other songs for you?" Luo Shuixian picked up the flute.

Looking at the residue left by Xia Qingchen when he played, he just wiped it gently and played it gracefully.

Just at this time.

Lihuaxian and Gongliang return.

Hearing the flute sound floating in the garden from a distance, lihuaxian was surprised: "when was my sister in such a good mood to play hollow dream?"

"Really?" Gongliang's eyes are eager.

Li Huaxian glanced at Gong liangni and smiled, "you're lucky to meet my sister when she's in a good mood!"

"Hollow dream" is her favorite music. It will be played only when she is in the best mood. " The Lihua fairy said, "the last time she played, it was a year ago when she broke through the little star position."

"Usually, I can't play at all."

Gong Liang looked back and said, "why did she get asked to play?"

If he has deep meaning.

Li Huaxian threw cold water on her without concealment: "don't dream. Only those who see her in the eye can persuade her to play this song."