Online Game Hunter

Xiu Yi listened quietly. Unknowingly, his eyes gradually became distant.

In my previous life, I lived a hard life. I was always struggling for five buckets of rice and running around for stuff. Occasionally I stopped to take a look at the scenery along the way. I immediately felt that time was running out and time was not waiting for me. Then I started to struggle again and started to

Running around. When his life became a little stable and he began to pursue his own happiness and try to find the beauty in life, two large trucks took him to the present moment one after the other.

All the things in the memory turned into countless pictures. Among them were the struggle and struggle in adversity, the regret and regret of missed opportunities. Laughter and frown were intertwined, and bitterness and sweetness were compatible...

Xiu Yi thought a lot, and his eyes became profound as his thoughts gradually diverged, and the expression on his face became a little more melancholy and nostalgic. It's just... these expressions appeared on Shota Maomei's childish and somewhat childish face.

No matter how you look at your little face with baby fat, it looks like a child pretending to be an adult pretending to be worried.

Unknowingly, the sound of the piano has stopped, and the huge ancient war tree is close at hand.

"Xiu Yi, do you know the song just now?"

Antinoya turned around, and her large robe moved with her figure, like a huge skirt. Her emerald green pupils were full of nostalgia and emotion, and there was a bit of sigh in her expression.

Xiu Yi nodded and said softly: ""Late Spring Night in Star Frost"."

"Yes, "Late Spring Night in the Starry Frost"..." Antinoya raised her head slightly and cast her gaze towards the disappearing sunset, "Do you know who the author of this piece is? Do you know who played it for the first time?

Who is the performer of this piece?"

"Well, the author and the performer are both the same. The elf player, Villanse Chenyue." Xiu Yi paused, and then added, "The first public performance was in 295 BC, at the Eternal Gathering.

The Silver Palace of the Isles. At the Centennial Spring Celebration."

"Oh, I know it in quite detail..." Antinoya looked away from the sunset, "Can you play?"

"certainly."

Xiu Yi nodded calmly,

Antinoya then handed the pure white harp in her hand to Xiu Yi: "Then let's start. This is the assessment I give you."

"Yes, follow your wishes..."

——The assessment item of the warlock instructor is actually playing? This should be the job of a bard. Uh... Could it be that I am dressed like a bard now, so she regards me as a bard? But it shouldn't be

Ah, it clearly said "the call of the source of blood".

Although he felt a little strange, Xiu Yi still had a respectful look on his face. He reached out and took the pure white harp, and as soon as he took it, he noticed something different.

This pure white harp had been played by Xiu Yi before, and it was a very good harp. But at this moment, he felt that the harp was a part of his body, an extension of his arm, and it had an unparalleled fit.

All items that can be used, even mission items, have their own attributes. The pure white harp must have undergone some change.

Xiu Yi wanted to bring up the system interface immediately and take a look, but he held back. The action of bringing up the system interface could easily be misunderstood as pointing, which was very impolite. He then calmed down and reached out his hand gently

He plucked the strings and started playing.

The initial sound of the piano was as gentle as Antinoya's, like the first drizzle in spring, lingering like strands of hair. But after a while, the sound of the piano turned slightly, and the raindrops on the thin hair gradually became thicker, and the sky

Zhongye was gradually covered by dark clouds.

The sound of the piano is low and whimpering. Each note is drawn out for a long time, just like the longing torn from the deepest part of my heart, every strand is filled with reluctance and regrettable inseparability.

The next moment, the heavy rain poured down, turning into an endless curtain of water, falling with an irresistible splash. Everything was enveloped in the curtain of water, and the sky and the earth seemed to have lost their color.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of the piano began to melodious again, and the gradually melodious sound of the piano was filled with deep sighs. It seemed to be lamenting that the vibrant garden had become dilapidated under the ravages of heavy rain; it also seemed to be praising the sound of the rain.

Flowers have fallen all over the ground, but the strength of life remains. After the rain, there will still be countless new greens emerging. Given time, the flowers that have gone through the wind and rain will bloom again in the bright sunshine...

The song ended, Xiu Yi's eyes were as profound as Antinoya's, and he just remained silent.

After a moment of silence, applause erupted from the surroundings. The applause was sporadic at first, but soon became enthusiastic.

Xiu Yi raised his head and was surprised to see that the surroundings were full of people...oh, no, they were full of elves. Some of the elves looked quite familiar, as if they were the ones who gave him snacks before.

The elves obviously recognized and were satisfied with Xiu Yi's performance.

The applause lasted for a long time, until Antinoya gently clapped her hands a few times, and then slowly stopped.

"Okay, everyone. It's not time to perform on a moonlit night yet, so now I'm just practicing casually. Everyone, for now..."

As Antinoya spoke, she made gestures to signal the many elves to disperse.

The elves sitting around made a slight commotion, but still obeyed Antinoya's instructions and quickly dispersed.

After a while, only Xiu Yi and Antinoya were left at the scene.