Old-time musicians

"The chariot of the 'Key' that has begun to assume divinity?"

Looking at the dancing arc of electricity on the girl in the purple skirt, "Miss Crimson" tossed her pigment-stained hair behind her back and let out a gentle laugh again.

"Ha...sister, you are really inseparable."

In fact, the leader of the Joyful Listening Club is very vigilant. While using "Summer Noon Dream" to complete the ceremony, she has been closely monitoring Fan Ning's performance to see if there is any "deviation".

The slight elevation of the church in the second movement was a bit confusing, but shortly after the beginning of the third movement, when it rose higher again, she immediately noticed something strange and took action. It was just that the saint 伶伊 appeared, and she had to avoid it temporarily. Edge.

After this saint declined due to creating a "historical projection", we have arrived now.

However, it is not too late, and judging from this final fifth movement, I am afraid that there is still a long way to go to refute "Red Pond"'s knowledge about love and desire.

"More than a month ago, you were still a pitiful first-level Xu Xiao. The speed of your strength recovery is really a big surprise. You are almost catching up to my level more than a hundred years ago."

She smiled and praised her sister a few words, and then changed the subject:

"But how many times can you withstand the impact of the chariot?"

Hearing this, Qiong's face became a little gloomy.

The gasping and rising of her chest was much greater than that of the other's, and it was obvious that she had suffered a loss in the first confrontation.

With the help of Fan Ning and the nourishment of "Hidden Light", her current strength has indeed almost returned to its original state, but "Miss Crimson'er" has already recovered half of her powers after being transformed into the 'Chi' phase. Or, the gap has definitely widened over the years.

"Chi chi chi" Another blow, and several strange spikes with dizzy patterns shot towards the command podium, and were once again tied by a dark purple net that appeared out of thin air.

This led to a longer stalemate.

"Three angels sang a sweet song, and such a joyful song resounded throughout heaven,

They cheered heartily because the host and guests had redeemed themselves and been saved.

The flower ceremony of the disciples was humming beside our Lord the poet."

The children's choir and the women's choir were singing, but Qiong felt that there were tiny sounds of flies in her ears, and she could no longer hear clearly what the lyrics behind them were.

She gritted her teeth, opened the small wooden box hanging at her waist, and threw up a dark mass, instantly covering a large mass of dead and dark space around her.

"It's really a waste to use the remains of the 'Hidden Light' in your hands like this. How long can you play with it?"

"Miss Crimson", whose body was covered in various colors of paint, took a step forward again, and those spikes with strange patterns pierced directly forward!

The tip sank silently into Qiong's body, and then the suction cup became swollen and transparent, and began to suck crazily!

However, nothing substantial has flowed out for the time being, and all that has been sucked in is the dark mysterious substance covered by the remains of the "Hidden Lamp".

"The poet asked: Why are you standing here? Why are you crying in the corner?" Following the chorus, Miss Nightingale also joined the array of voices.

Is that one of the teacher's former lovers? When she saw the girl in the purple dress appearing to help, she not only felt a sense of relief from the changes around her teacher, but also felt a subtle sense of relief and enlightenment.

No wonder, she turns out to be such a beautiful and cute girl, and not many people can beat her.

"not good."

Qiong, who was pulling the remains of the "Hidden Lamp" with a ray of divinity, felt that her inspiration was fading crazily, and her thoughts were flickering like candlelight in the wind.

What flows in those swollen transparent suction cups is no longer a pure black mysterious substance, but begins to be mixed with purple fluorescent stars.

In fact, there was no restraint that prevented Qiong from moving, but she still refused to retreat and stood firmly in the middle of the connection between Fan Ning and "Miss Crimson"!

"Can't wait any longer." Fan Ning stared at the golden sun-like area at the top of the path - the "that door" at the other end of the "this door" in the door. It has been seen, but it is still far away. The climbing speed is still not fast enough.

As illusive streaks of green and purple flash before his eyes, Fanning begins to outline the mysterious painting that will anchor the "Fountain of Painting."

Seven paintings in total, including "The Room of Pain"!

Compared with the temporary recovery of "The Lost One" last time, Fan Ning was originally planning to wait until he was promoted to the Deeper One before making a fundamental attempt, but now he could no longer afford to wait. The dream that was about to dissipate could not wait, and he was holding on. "Miss Crimson's" Joan couldn't wait any longer.

"Reappearance."

After feeling a strange response, he used this sense of certainty and confirmation to perform the same trick on Luna who was in the lead singer's seat.

Once again, the little girl's face regained color, the darkness of her hair, piercings and eyelashes gradually increased, the color spread rapidly downwards, the trembling heat in her spirituality began to rise, her spirituality became clear again, and her spiritual touch extended to the stage. Every corner.

As for Fan Ning, who had not yet made a breakthrough, the burden brought on him by manipulating the "Fountain in the Painting" increased sharply, and his inspiration burned fiercely.

He did not stop giving color. At the same time, the conductor's baton fell between the orchestra, playing a rising sound like a pure white ribbon!

The text of the fifth movement is "Three Angels Sing a Sweet Song". Fan Ning used the music design to intersperse the voices of three parts: children's choir, female choir and female solo. The theme expresses innocent joy and interlude. The first part is punishment and repentance.

It is now the latter.

Each line of the band ends with the flute's decorative notes, and so on until it reaches the highest point, and the light dims briefly.

"Gracious poet, I wish to cry no more. But I have sinned six times and begged my Lord to forgive me!

I walked alone, my clothes stained with tears, begging for mercy and rescue! "

With the cooperation of Luna's lead vocals and An's solo singing, the level of the entire vocal effect was essentially sublimated, and a pink light beam shot up from the choir bench!

Although the momentum and size are far less than before, it still resembles the blazing glory when the "Awakening Chant" was realized!

"Dang——Dang——" "Bin——Bang——"

The morning bells were ringing, and the onomatopoeia of the little angels was still echoing. The poetic pink color overshadowed the ferocious scarlet of the host and the monster.

The intense ceremony atmosphere became exhausted. They, their bodies, and their bodies first became desolate and then disintegrated. Particles and ashes fell and floated from everywhere, bringing with them the repentance and comfort of being liberated from the spiritual remnants.

There was a break between the band and a breather. The spiritually awakened little girl looked at all this in a daze, opened her mouth but made no sound.

Did he, the illusion of himself who was about to disappear, the illusion of a "discolored person" who was born unnoticed, actually redeem the people of the South who had fallen into madness and sin before leaving?

"There is" she suddenly looked at the famous piano "Feasting Beast" on the side.

On the golden-red shell of this behemoth, there were actually vicious cracks as thin as an arm!

Purple smoke with a sharp texture floated out in layers, and it seemed to lead to an unknown and dangerous dreamland.

"'Tong Mother', Disintegration Field, Abnormal Zone, Guard Gate, Lost Color, Keeper of Secrets"

A huge and complex amount of knowledge hit Luna's mind. Although Chengming's spirituality would not collapse due to this, she still lost her complex thinking ability for a while and could only filter out a few keywords from the information.

"Didn't the teacher notice that it was cracked?" Luna felt that Scheler on the podium did not notice this.

Of course, everything here will disappear, and so will the "Feasting Beast". This should be just a sign of its dissipation.

I and my sister are already very lonely. Apart from the current music and the teacher on the stage, there are many things that have happened to me that I can no longer remember, as if it has been too long.

The last verse is still a sacred and exquisite interpretation.

But she felt so mentally exhausted and wanted to sleep like a normal night.

“Bravo!

"

The closing part was still playing, and applause broke out.

"Have you finished the performance? You've worked hard. I wanted to let you rest and relax."

A gentle and evil female voice came from Fan Ning's ears, and suddenly it escalated into a vicious and vicious scolding——

"But you let go of the sacrifice I cooked! You washed away the secret taste I gave you! How can we satisfy the 'Great Mother' you gave us!?"

"Hohohohohohoho"

Suddenly, a strange sound, like an indistinct roar in the liquid, came out from the cracks on the floor of the ceremony platform. The evil god who had not yet returned to her seat seemed to have vented her anger in advance!

"boom!

!

! "

The ground around the church turned into powder, flying around the stage in the dark red fog!

In the huge empty space, in the nightmare of the "Red Pond", for a while, only the lonely ceremony stage and the extremely incongruous recording device hanging in the red mist below the stage were left.

“Not enough, still not enough!

"

The energy of the chariot tends to dissipate again, and Fan Ning in the Hui Tower is shouting in his heart.

The "other gate" at the far end is already visible, but it is still at a high position on a nearly vertical path, like looking at the dazzling light at the wellhead from the bottom of a well.

The physical appearance of the musicians on the stage has been almost completely lost. Even Luna and Miss Nightingale, who are in slightly better condition, may have less than 10% transparency left.

"Chichichichi" Those swollen suckers that penetrated into the black curtain of the "Hidden Light" sucked out more and more purple streamer particles in the black mysterious substance.

"You're not getting out of the way, are you?"

The blood-red figure smiled softly.

"Sister, I don't want to do anything to you. Ask him to hand over the things he shouldn't have, the remains of the 'Fountain in the Painting' and the 'Key to Time Sequence No. 1'. If you have been against me in the past and wasted time, I won't pursue it anymore. Give you a place in this new kingdom of love?"

"Are you going to let me in!?!?"

There was a fierce scolding, and then hundreds of more spikes were directed at the girl in the purple skirt under the dark shadow of the lampshade, making a slurping sound that made everyone feel chilled!

Qiong gritted her white teeth, looked at the other person coldly for a moment, and then suddenly laughed softly.

"What do you think this is?" She held a strange object in her hand.

The withered fruit exuding gray-black smoke seemed to hide all vitality and emotion, but there were two green leaves on it, and the outer edge was filled with a warm light of infinite vitality.

"What do you mean?" Miss Crimson's face changed.

"It's not interesting." Qiong smiled and tilted her head, as if conveying something that had nothing to do with her, "I just want to drag you into the water." She looked at Fan Ning on the podium again, "And I'll say it again. , the trip to the islands, small towns, rainforests and hospitals that day was made by three of us! I cannot completely forget it in my dreams!

"

After saying that, there was a crisp crackling sound, and she directly crushed the fruit in her hand!

"Are you crazy?" Miss Crimson'er was shocked. With the same explosion, her figure quickly collapsed into a ball of blood mist. Miss Zidou Cake, who had turned into a purple flowing outline a step ahead of her, had all the lines on her body tightly wrapped around her. Go up!

The strange object destroyed in Qiong's hand was the twin truths that they both took in together - a "Pleroma Fruit"!

This fruit picked in the Glow Garden has two sides. Joan only has the side that is stronger than the "wild" phase. However, due to such a special twin relationship, once it is destroyed, it is equivalent to overturning the disadvantaged chess table. Now, both of them have fallen from the realm of half-enforcers to the third level of understanding or lower. There is no longer any divine advantage of "more than a hundred years of training ahead"!

Red and purple lines were tangled and mixed, arcs of electricity and blood splashed in all directions, making a mess in front of the stage!

Joan's counterattack, which was completely based on "die together", would have definitely panicked Fan Ning, but now he was completely "fixed" in place by Joan's last words.

Three people?

Don’t forget even in your dreams

Just three people?

What kind of revelation should we grasp? A sense of anxiety approaching answers and revelations seized Fan Ning's mind.

At the end, the morning bell gradually fades away and disappears.

Qiong's life and death were unknown after falling from a height, and he was still fighting against his opponent, while Luna and An's figures became even more dazed.

On the podium, Fan Ning's hand clenched into a fist was trembling slightly.

No, even if the dream spirits born in the South leave this continent, they will dissipate after the arrival of the "Red Pond". However, my own spirituality did not choose to send them away, which means that in today's ceremony, I will find someone. A way to not completely lose hope!

What is the final revelation in this dream!

"So, among the many occult features of dreams, what is the most abstract and essential?"

He thought of the day when his group returned from St. Agena's Hospital and walked in the Ortos rainforest in midsummer. There was a thick smell of rosin, clear moonlight and noisy sounds of insects and birds.

And after a long time, Qiong thought on her clothes:

"Suppressed emotions and desires are satisfied in disguised form."

three people

Among the three girls of the Chrétien family, why is Camilla missing?

Yes, even so, there are still three of them, and Qiong is also by his side.

Fan Ning shook his head slightly.

When was Camilla never mentioned again?

When did he and Joan gain direct contact with the Southern Dream?

Hunters, nine dead hunters, two leaders, seven subordinates

He remembered Joan's handwriting again:

"Suppressed emotions and desires are satisfied in disguised form."

Suppressed desires?

Pretended satisfaction?

Love, right?

"Hahaha"

Fan Ning suddenly laughed twice with relief.

"I think I might understand"

"Purple Bean Cake, you idiot! Do you think this can drag down my plan?" Miss Hong'er's frightened and angry roar started again.

"The 'Great Mother' is only at the last moment before coming to this country. Even if I fall temporarily, I will eventually be picked up and promoted. And you haha, the poet is dead, the music is over, you have no meaning except to seek your own death! "

"Master conductor, bravo!

"

Following her praise, in a turbid dark red mist space, even the remaining ceremony table turned into bloody tatters.

"Who taught you guys to shout 'bravo' before the show is over?"

Fan Ning suddenly sneered on the podium.

"You have such a low education, you must often be kicked out of concerts, right?"

The red and purple lights on the side were intertwined and stagnant for a while.

Luna and An, whose figures were almost transparent, looked at their teacher in surprise.

In this nightmare land filled with blood and desire, after the songs and bells of the fifth movement faded away, Fanning raised his baton again.

"The poet is dead, and I will answer the question about 'love' myself!"