Great Blue Night Watchman

The sound of a spanking was mixed with the gnashing of the little witch's teeth. Do you dare to spank me? Do you dare to hit me twice in a row? Do you dare to hit me three times in a row? ...I am the eighteenth generation of my ancestors! ...Sister, help me! ...You stinky scoundrel, remember, you are not spanking me, you are touching the butt of this great witch... Let me go! You offended me today. You have to play me a new song before I forgive you...

Lin Su was stunned, and everyone looked strange.

The one who showed the most surprise was Wu Xue!

Oh my God, what did I see?

This literary genius clearly used martial arts to defeat this little witch!

How could he have the martial arts cultivation of Qiukong?

I must have been in some illusion...

Long Ying's oath of not being able to see anything was broken. He turned his head, his eyes bright...

My sister said something serious!

What are you talking about? Play me a tune and I will forgive you...

His music was what Long Ying was thinking about. It was second only to opening the ancient dragon gate... Oh, no, it even made her more excited than opening the ancient dragon gate, because it was completely unknown whether the ancient dragon gate could be opened, and his music , is a real existence that the sisters have lamented countless times.

They have never heard such beautiful music.

They couldn't even imagine that such a good song could exist in the world. His song almost destroyed their sister. Why? My sister looked at the dividing line between the sea of ​​people some time ago and almost wanted to cross the line. She said that the music in the human world was so unimaginable that she wanted to listen to it in the human world!

I don’t even want to die just to listen to the music...

Lin Su was also a little surprised. Why do I think the painting style has changed so much?

Just now, you were threatening and scolding, and you were so tormented, why did you suddenly get involved in the music?

"What did you say about me just now? Do you still want to listen to music?" Lin Su glared at her fiercely. This rumor about Hai Sow was made up by her when he first entered the Dragon Palace. Because of its bottomless obscenity and extreme lace, It has extremely popular attributes. When he was in the Dragon Palace, he felt very strange looks from the people around him. His glorious and majestic image in the Dragon Palace was completely changed by a rumor.

And now, this little witch who deserves to be beaten to the core is actually following Wu Xue and continuing to make up stories. If this rumor spreads to the world, will anyone survive?

In the final analysis, this extremely vicious and endless rumor must be eradicated from its roots as soon as possible.

The little witch heard the implication immediately, and her whole body was suddenly electrified. Listening to this, is it really interesting to listen to the music?

She immediately changed her stance: "I didn't say anything... Oh, when I said messing around with sea pigs, I wasn't talking about you. It really wasn't..."

"Say who?"

"my brother!"

Lin Su was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"He's really my brother!" the little witch added firmly: "My sister-in-law doesn't have any objections, you can't have any objections, really..."

Bang!

Long Ying slapped himself on the forehead, turned around and disappeared, feeling speechless at his sister's bottomless behavior.

Lin Su let out a long breath: "Forget it, I can beat you on my own behalf, but there is really no reason to beat you on your brother's behalf... Okay, I can play you a new song, but you have to agree to a few conditions. …”

"Say it!" The little witch played happily under his hands, her face turned red.

"The first sentence, the story you just arranged has nothing to do with me. In fact... it has nothing to do with your brother either. It's all your nonsense!"

"Well, I admit it, I'm really talking nonsense!" the little witch agreed.

"Second sentence, I didn't beat you today!"

"How could it be? We have been on adventures together and are comrades-in-arms. We are very close. I was very happy with the interaction just now..."

"The third sentence...forget it, there is no third sentence, I will play you a new song, what is it?...Let's play "It seems like an old friend is coming"! Today there are four of us, oh, no, five When people get together, don't they just seem to be old friends? When old friends meet, all the grudges and entanglements will be wiped out in one song. Those who have fought, spanked, and made up rumors will all be wiped out, okay? If it works, I will blow it. No, it won't work. Pull down..."

"OK!"

The little witch nodded first.

Dragon Shadow is the second one.

Wu Xue's eyes sparkled, and she wanted to ask Lin Su, can you still play music? But she also knew that if she really asked this question, she would probably be looked down upon by the two women in front of her. You don't even know his bottom line? What kind of old friend is this?

So she didn't ask.

Only Xiaohong didn't respond. She was like a bird at the moment. She couldn't speak. Moreover, she was a little confused and didn't know what to say. Listen to the music? What is Quer? Does it sound like an oriole? She felt that she couldn't imagine what it would be like for Lin Su to stretch her neck and make bird calls...

Seeing that Xiao Hong didn't respond, the little witch became a little anxious. She stretched out her hand, pressed Xiao Hong's head, and answered on her behalf.

The opinions are completely unified at this point.

Lin Su plays a song and everything in the past is treated as if it never happened...

Including the fight that the two sides had just fought, the spanking that Lin Su had just given, and the rumors that the little witch had just made up...

Lin Su raised his hand, holding the Xiaoyao bamboo flute.

The flute was horizontal, and the jade-white Xiaoyao flute was lying on his lips.

He opened his mouth and blew, and a soft sound began to play, instantly enchanting the whole boat.

Long Ying's eyes closed immediately...

The recording shell in Long Yue's hand started immediately...

They are full of novelty, and even more full of surprises, because they have listened to Lin Su's "Folk Songs Are Like Spring River Waters" and have been brainwashed by the tune that is so beautiful that they are filled with familiar tunes. In their cognition, they have already I believe that is the only melody standard for music, but today, this standard has been rewritten. Today’s song is completely different from the song of that day. If it was the cheerful and smooth spring river water, today it is the intoxicating misty rain in Jiangnan, with The joy of meeting again after a long separation, with the lingering feelings. Women, no matter how unwomanly they are when fighting, they still have a feminine heart. Women all like this, especially them. They have never heard of it. How can a woman from the dragon tribe who has performed truly wonderful songs in the world not be addicted when she hears this divine song that even the most powerful people are dumbfounded?

Wu Xue was different, her eyes opened very wide for the first time...

She couldn't believe it!

How can it be?

How could he play a tune?

And as soon as it comes out, it is a divine song that is eight times more beautiful than Xianle!

Although she rarely goes down the mountain, although she rarely walks in the world, she is well-informed and definitely not ignorant. She was born in Wushan Sect, where there are more women than men. She can play music better than any other sect, at least half of them Disciples like music, is Wu Xue someone who has never heard wonderful music?

But she has never heard such beautiful music!

Every syllable seemed to seep into her bones, and every turning point seemed to gently touch the tip of her heart. She couldn't survive, she collapsed, and she even regretted why she had just stared at his poems in the first place. ? Although his poems were colorful and she had been obsessed with them in the past two years, but now she suddenly found that compared to colorful poems or even poems handed down from generation to generation, she liked his music more!

If she had known that he could play music, she would have refused his poems and asked him to play this beautiful music from Chunjiang to Haining...

Xiaohong is even worse.

It landed on Lin Su's shoulder at some point. He tilted his head and stared at the Xiaoyao flute, wishing he could dive in...

The sound of the flute finally stopped, and everyone on the boat, including Long Ying, Long Yue, and the sea maids serving tea and water, seemed to be in a dream.

Wu Xue took a long breath, woke up, and saw Xiao Hong on Lin Su's shoulder. The little girl's heart skipped a beat, "Damn!" Xiaohong, what do you mean? Could it be that someone kidnapped you with just one song?

You are the Demon King. Although the Six Realm Demon King is not particularly valuable, you are still a Demon King, okay? Can you be a little successful?

After giving the order, Xiao Hong came back, but her eyes never left Lin Su's flute...

Lin Su was very excited when he defeated a whole boat full of people in one song.

He thinks this Xiaoyao Flute is really a good thing.

Just as hot pot needs chili, playing music also needs Xiaoyao flute.

If he were an ordinary second-class young man in modern society, the bamboo flute would be quite suitable. But after he entered the literary world and the spiritual path, he was no longer an ordinary second-class young man. Insight into every detail, the movement of the breath is endless, the bass and treble are all at your will. This kind of breath power can only be perfectly contained by Xiaoyao Di.

He felt that his music had been elevated!

If we go back to Haining and play a song, the little wives will all be very obedient, turning over when asked, and sleeping on top when asked.

If he gets such a blow from Xishan Mountain Residence, Bi Xuanji might have to return to secular life, haha...

In the distant sky, the clouds shook, and a tall figure suddenly fell through the air, accompanied by a hearty laugh: "Haha... As soon as I heard such a wonderful sound coming from the East China Sea, I knew my brother was coming!"

Long Wentian, the Holy Son of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, has arrived!

"Brother Long!"

The two of them hugged each other in the air, and Long Wentian said: "Brother, your cultivation has improved greatly. The dragon energy in your body is steaming, and you are almost becoming a true disciple of the Dragon Clan. Could it be that you had an adventure after we said goodbye that day?"

"It really does!" Lin Su said: "This dragon aura comes from the Dragon Clan of the West Sea." His dragon aura comes from the bottom of the Nujiang River, indeed from the Dragon Clan of the West Sea, because the dragon bone he has absorbed the most is The Dragon Lord of the West Sea thousands of years ago.

But Long Wentian was obviously wrong and laughed loudly: "You, I know you can't bear the loss. This is how the grandsons of Xihai Dragon Palace have to deal with them. They kill their bodies and refine their elixirs. There is nothing to fear. No scruples! Extremely happy!...Who is this?"

He suddenly discovered a stranger on the boat, Wu Xue.

Wu Xue was about to introduce herself, but Lin Su introduced her first: "She is my friend!"

Long Wentian smiled: "If you are a brother's friend, then you are my friend in the East China Sea Dragon Palace!"

Wu Xue needed no introduction and followed Lin Su and Long Wentian straight into the Dragon Palace.

The mysterious East China Sea Dragon Palace opened its veil for the first time in front of Wu Xue.

She saw with her own eyes the patrolling army of the East China Sea that frightened the practitioners. These extremely powerful troops marched across the East China Sea, standing in vain on the sea, and surrounded Lin Su as they entered the East China Sea.