Divine Civilization

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On the other side of the square, Wu Hui was still immersed in the ocean of music, unaware that he was issued a good person card without his knowledge.

With the experience and skills of countless guitar masters throughout the ages, Wu Hui's hands seem to have his own soul. Wherever the heart goes, the melody flows out naturally, and every rhythm and chord is full of music. unspeakable tension.

That is the unique charm of a master.

The surrounding crowd was immersed in it, and couldn't help but feel their hearts fluctuate with the melody of the music, unable to control themselves.

Before they knew it, the crowd slowly gathered. Even Blake Lytton put down his harp and walked over, closing his eyes and listening intently.

After the song was over, Wu Hui put down the guitar in his hand, and thunderous applause erupted all around.

"good!"

"marvelous!"

The bards were so excited that their hands were red, and they looked at Wu Hui and the guitar in his hands with indescribable enthusiasm and excitement, as if they had discovered a new world.

Even Blake Litton couldn't help giving Wu Hui a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his face: "Although I don't know what kind of instrument it is, this piece is the most infectious piece I've ever heard. You play really well!"

"Thank you for the compliment. I dare not be ashamed~ I am not ashamed~"

Wu Hui smiled all over his face, and he was very grateful for this praise in his heart, and even his thoughts of wanting to teach this kid a lesson faded a bit.

"Little brother, aren't you from our place?" A beauty dressed as a young woman in a wide-brimmed hat winked at him, "Your black hair is quite rare in our place, and your facial features are not contoured. picture."

"No, I'm from the east."

Wu Hui replied with a smile.

Whether it's Wu Hui's oriental appearance, the guitar in his hand, and the amazing song just now, everyone is very curious.

Everyone you say, I chatted with him.

Some courageous young women even winked at him frequently, and secretly stuffed the silk with the address into his hand while others were not paying attention, looking at him with ambiguity that men could understand.

In just a short while, Wu Hui had already received several pieces of silk.

The young and pretty girls didn't have the courage, but some blushed and talked to him, and most of them watched him from behind the crowd and whispered, not knowing what they were talking about.

Wu Hui couldn't see anything on his face, but he felt secretly refreshed in his heart.

This is the life we ​​should have~

Surrounded by beauties, although it is not necessary to do something, how can those rough guys compare to this soft voice?

Surrounded by the crowd, Wu Hui swelled unknowingly.

Thinking of their admiration for Black Leighton before, Wu Hui couldn't help pulling Black Leighton to his side, and jokingly asked them: "Who do you think is more attractive, Brother Black or me?"

As soon as these words came out, those young women and beautiful girls were taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help giggling coquettishly.

The beauty wearing the wide-brimmed hat just now blinked at him, and said with a grin: "Little brother, you have a good temperament, and you play the piano well, but my sister still likes Blake."

Wu Hui seemed to have been stabbed in the chest, and looked at the beauty quietly.

Obviously he plays the guitar so well, whether it is technique or melody, he has firmly overwhelmed Blake Lytton.

Why?

The beauty seemed to understand Wu Hui's accusing eyes, and couldn't help covering her lips and smiling: "I can't help it, my sister just likes a handsome blond guy like Blake~ If you are so handsome, my sister also likes you."

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.

Those big girls and young daughters-in-law blushed, but they couldn't help but nodded and looked at Black with affectionate eyes.

puff~

Wu Hui almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This face-seeking world...is really hopeless.

"Brother, don't be too depressed. They actually mean it." Seeing that Wu Hui's face was not very good-looking, Blake Litton coughed lightly to comfort him, "I think your piano skills are superb and admirable, brother. The temperament is also very good, which is not comparable to that of ordinary people.”

Wu Hui turned his head and rolled his eyes at him.

Don't make things worse for you. Don't think he can't hear it. Doesn't it mean that his face is really bad?

He took a deep breath.

Isn't it the face?

He is a majestic god of light, is it not easy to pinch his face? If it wasn't for his unwillingness to give up this face that belonged to him, what kind of face would he want?

Wu Hui was unconsciously aroused to win.

He still doesn't believe it.

He doesn't change his face, but he can still win against Black Litton.

He took a deep breath and picked up the guitar again: "In this case, let me play another song for everyone."

While speaking, his slender fingertips slid across the guitar strings, and smooth chords poured out.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

All eyes fell on him unconsciously, listening quietly.

This is respect and recognition.

Wu Hui, who has master-level playing skills and master-level musical talent, playing the guitar is already instinctive for Wu Hui, and he doesn't need to think at all.

His hand slid across the strings, and the sound of music flowing like clouds and flowing water flew up in the night, and went straight to the sky with the wind.

The same melody as before is beautiful and intoxicating.

However, what was different from just now was that with the flow of the music, Wu Hui's temperament gradually changed subtly, as if something sleeping in his body was gradually waking up.

Unknowingly, an inexplicable sacred charm enveloped him.

Obviously the face is still the same face, but the temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

His hanging black hair seemed to be dyed with a touch of lightness, flying slightly in the breeze, and his fair skin seemed to emit a halo, and even the white robe he was wearing was slowly swaying in the wind, dragging Pull out a flying arc.

Under the cover of the blazing bonfire, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, with a strong aura, and he flew recklessly, as if he would rise into the sky anytime, anywhere, and go straight to the sky.

In the far distance of the square, the carriage belonging to the Holy Maiden of Light was still parked at the corner. Katharina's expression of listening, which was slightly enjoying, became more and more surprised, until finally she was a little shocked.

Maybe ordinary people can't hear the positivity contained in Wu Hui's piano sound, just like the meaning of the rising sun and the growth of all things. But she, as a saint of the light department, how could she fail to hear the hidden meaning in it.

Even the elite guards who accompanied the Holy Maiden of Light were mesmerized by the sound, as if they were swimming in the warm and pure sunlight, the exhaustion in their hearts disappeared, and their bodies were full of positive and uplifting vibes. energy.

The audience around were all silent, everyone's face was brimming with happiness, they forgot all their troubles and were full of hope for the future of life.

That's right!

This is the nature of the Light Force.

Sunshine, warm, dispels darkness, gives people endless positive energy, helps people get out of trouble, and welcomes the glory of dawn. It also represents the growth of all things and the endless hope of life.

I don't know how long it has passed.

The sound of the piano gradually ends in a series of beautiful notes.

After the song was over, Wu Hui put down the guitar.

The surroundings were so silent that it was as if a needle could be heard.

Whether it was the older girls and the younger daughters-in-law, or the passing farmers, soldiers, and businessmen, they all closed their eyes tightly, as if they were still immersed in the warmth of the light.

After a long, long time, Black first woke up from the artistic conception, clapped his hands, and looked at Wu Hui with burning eyes.

Goosebumps popped out of Wu Hui's eyes, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his eyes full of suspicion. Doesn't Blake have any special hobbies?

With the sound of Black's applause, it was like dropping a stone in a calm pond, which instantly stirred up a thousand waves.

The surrounding applause surged like a tide, completely submerging Wu Hui.

Especially those star chasing beauties who used to surround Blake cast hot and strange eyes on Wu Hui.

The people in the other world are really enthusiastic, and Wu Hui enjoys it to the fullest.

As a god, he has always been trembling and working hard to survive. But a human being is not just for living, let alone a god.

Some people say that gods should look down on the human world from above, without joy or sorrow, without surprise or anger, without desire or desire. But in Wu Hui's view, this kind of god is inappropriate.

If you want to say what kind of god Wu Hui wants to be in the future, there is only one sentence, "I mean God's will!"

To put it in a very simple way, it means doing what I like, and if I don't accept it, I will fight until I am convinced.

"Hey, black-haired little brother, I didn't expect you to hide your clumsiness." The big beauty wearing a wide-brimmed hat covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, and winked at Wu Hui, "If you were like this just now, let's not say that .”

"If you don't say that, what are you going to say?"

Wu Hui looked at her with a smile. It seemed that she had finally realized that she was very talented, much better than Black. What is this called? I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I am afraid of comparing goods.

"If little brother had been like this earlier, sister and I..." The big beauty drew out her tone with a coquettish smile, and then flicked her handkerchief, "Just the two of you like it together!"

"Hahaha~"

There was a good-natured laughter all around.

The big beauty couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling coquettishly.

"Hiss~" Wu Hui was very unconvinced, the beauties from this other world were too tasteless.

He has already given off a little aura that belongs to the God of Light. Although it is only a little bit, but he still can't overwhelm Black. Isn't this aesthetic concept too stubborn?

Wu Hui turned his head and glanced at Black Litton.

Although he admitted that the combination of blonde hair and blue eyes is indeed very attractive, but it is not so exaggerated, right? He thinks St. Luke is pretty handsome~

Forget it, forget it, it’s okay to play this kind of thing once, it’s boring to do it again and again. It's time to end this little entertainment, and I'm going to visit the Holy Maiden of Light in Fort Grue.

Suddenly, that big beauty stopped Wu Hui who was about to dodge.

"My sister just doesn't have any guests today, do you want to come together?" the beauty said, her eyes fluttered at Wu Hui, and then at Black Leighton, her winking eyes were as silky as silk, with an indescribable hook. People, "Sister entertains you for free, and the safekeeping will make you 120,000 satisfied."

"what?"

One, together? Still entertaining?

Wouldn't it be what he thought?

Wu Hui couldn't hold back and took a step back, his little heart trembled from the stimulation. This, this... Are all the beauties in the Bright Continent so unrestrained?

Why did he always have an inexplicable feeling, as if he was the one who was taken advantage of?

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Black Litton, only to find that the kid took a step back like him, with a face full of rejection.

Just as Wu Hui looked over, Blake Litton also looked over. The two looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable feeling of sympathy and sympathy for each other.

This, this is too unrestrained, my young master can't bear it~

Now, especially in a harmonious society, it is really inappropriate to do so.

Right now.

At the corner in the distance, the Holy Maiden of Light also came back from the shock, frowning and thinking about something.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden." The elite guard said in a low voice, "It seems that you admire those two boys, do you want to invite them to Gruberg and play a song for you?"

The saint Catherine glanced at the scene in the distance, slowly shook her head, and said calmly: "It's just two bums from some noble family, that's all, don't disturb their good business, may the light Our Lord protect them."

The elite guards hurriedly straightened their faces, and their eyes were fiery: "May the Lord of Light bless them."

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