Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The voices of each other, one high and one low, two lines of energy swept across, the energy was disordered to the extreme, flying sand and stones, grass and trees were blown away by the wind, sticking to the ground. They looked at the war outside, as if they saw the past through the flames, the air was distorted and deformed, and the bodies of Ram and Le Shaozi seemed to be in the water, illusory and unstable.

"What a lot of energy, sister Ran seems to have improved again. Is it?"

"It's the snowy golden elixir that worked." Han Lun nodded. "Miss Jean Ji once said that the Snow Soul Golden Pill can not only detoxify, but also help increase strength and prolong life. It is a kind of unborn treasure."

Linghu Yue'er said: "Master, you are so strong, after a lot of smelting, this treasure will not be cherished."

Han Lun couldn't help laughing, "You think it's so simple to make a meal. Some people say that this thing is a collection of the power of heaven and earth, and the Queen Mother's Kunlun Qingqi forms a treasure, which is unique in the world." No matter how much you have High, you can't produce the spiritual treasure house of this world. "

Jed frowned and said, "Cooking, this is the hardest thing in the world." Han Lun was speechless.

Jed took a step, pointed at the nine-tailed wolf and said, "They're more than rhythm, we've got to have a martial arts competition, see how crazy your tone is, just go!" Like he said, he's already taken against her actions. Nine-Tailed Lang's figure suddenly appeared, and Yuzi immediately flew to catch up, and the ribbon in his hand suddenly became longer and shorter, entangled with it. The circle of war between Ran and Le Shaozi was huge, and the wind blew everywhere, making it hard to keep your eyes open. Yu Qi and the nine-tailed wolf are fighting here, regardless of offense and defense, the difficulty has greatly increased.

Fang Lang and Han Lun covered their faces with their hands to prevent the sand from entering their mouths. Fang Lang said, "Master Han, can you help Yunu?"

Han Lun shook his head and said, "No."

"Hey, your husband, your own wife can't help."

Han Lun said: "The running girl is still your sister, why don't you help?" Fang Lang said: "I am five and three thick, I don't know what the rhythm is, I am very good at drinking." It is a pity that they are not better than drinking. "

Suddenly, a note was tilted, and the wind and sand immediately doubled, and the two of them were suddenly blown back a few steps by the wind, and then the wind stood up. Han Lun covered his head and said loudly: "It's not that you don't know Jed's character. If I help her, she will definitely not like it anymore." Moreover, the dragon girl's power is not very strong, and she is far away under the jade, as long as she protects her With her weapons, she won't lose. But the girl ran, and while her music was strong, she didn't have a strong sense of fighting, but it was. "

"What are you talking about? What is this?" Fang Lang said loudly. Han Lun listened carefully again and said, "Mumble."

"Resentment?"

Han Lun nodded and said, "Yes, there are strong complaints in this little girl's music, which have been changed by sadness."

Although Fang Lang doesn't understand music, because Han Lun said something, the music that feels a little cold makes people feel strongly unhappy. Although it's nothing, there is a feeling of helplessness and indignation. For a while, the breathing in my heart became extremely difficult. He opened his mouth wide and took a few deep breaths, which relieved him.

All of a sudden, the music in Shaozi's hands rose rapidly, like a shrill female voice, just like a night owl, the voice was extremely ear-piercing. For a moment, the nine-tailed dragon and Yu Qi were fighting fiercely, they stopped their hands, immediately covered their ears, and stepped back. Han Lun and Fang Lang had already retreated, covering their ears tightly, unable to listen.

"Wanmu is dead and autumn grass is yellow, return to the ghost panic under the dream piano! It depends on how long you can hold on to the sound of this dream piano!" escape.

But in this strong and piercing music, slowly hanging in the air, pressing down on the piano with both hands, it looks very peaceful. As if I couldn't hear it, I plucked the strings gently, and the soft tone popped out slowly.

When the piano was played for the first time, she just wanted to win this one, after all, it was just an ordinary battle. Yet, as the voices of both parties grew stronger, it was felt that the last time they recognized the real playing of the piano, they were still in the market for small rewards. As soon as I think about it, many memories pop up in front of my eyes. What a happy month. While there are no delicious meals, there are no magnificent scenery. But there is not so much resentment and grievance, and there is no pain of parting. Now, that life is really a luxury.

When the mood changes, the piano will easily become smooth, with small ups and downs, cheerful and calm, like spring breeze, and the heart is comfortable. However, after thinking of all kinds of hurts and parting, the peaceful life suddenly shattered like a dream. The music would suddenly be bleak, melancholy and bleak.

Sorrowful to the extreme, chance has become one in this piano. This kind of music is their own mood, their own overlooking, all kinds of sad things, happy things are unfolded in one sound after another. Before I knew it, I seemed to have retraced half my life as a merchant in this house. It occurred to me that in the last twenty years I had so much pain and so little joy to experience. It is said that there is nothing fairer than time and life in the world. Time will not change because of someone, and life will not just be the same sad and happy. But in her life, there seemed to be no time and no justice in life, and her heart was angry with the strong complaint of fate.

"Happiness is difficult, tears are bitter, this life has created the world, shouldering heavy responsibilities, and the next life is only wishing to be ordinary. Love and hate do not come from yourself, today and the past few days. Whoever you talk to with your heart, you only hate leisure Heaven! Just hate Heaven!"

Her piano voice suddenly turned to an urgent level, more urgent than Yue Shaozi's voice. Just like the rumbling of thunder and the galloping horses, the piercing

The screams covered the past. People felt a little better, and suddenly felt Lian Luoqin's voice ringing in their ears, as if thousands of troops were besieged in all directions, they couldn't see for a moment, but they couldn't find any trace.

However, under such a powerful onslaught, Shao Zi's music was almost inaudible, although he played again. They seemed to be buried in an attack of thousands of people, the energy was like a torrent, stirring up the waves and the past, Le Shaozi suddenly drank a cup, the six strings in his hand broke from one to two, The six dragon tendons immediately shattered. disappear. "Impossible, the dream piano is not an ordinary piano, it will not break, you are not a human, you are a monster!" Le Shaozi was startled holding the harp. Looking at Lanlebrang, his eyes were in a state of trembling. ..