Chapter 128: lullaby

"Return to Wangcheng? Why... He has been doing it for a few years, or I have not done it for a few years. You only need to continue to pay attention to the movement of the church. If necessary, I will send someone to bring him back."
"understand."
The dark elf heard a little comfort in the voice of the ear.
In fact, if necessary, there is a mandatory option to tie Qiao Xiu back to the Devil World. Only the Dark Elves regret that she does not have this ability.
And she is still waiting to see the ending of "This devil is not too cold."
This conversation did not last long, the flashing brilliance of the magical array gradually dissipated, and the entire attic also returned to silence.
The dark elf went down from the attic and changed into a crow flying out of the Black Pigeon Inn. She crossed the street of Nolan and finally circled the hearth tavern for a few laps and landed on the roof.
At this time, she just saw the carriage that Qiao Xiu was sitting at the door of the pub.
When the carriage stopped, Shirley also woke up from her sleep. She yawned and had a painful neck.
Heli has never entered deep sleep on the carriage all the way, and she can wake up with a little movement.

How is something wrong today?
Healy woke up and walked off the carriage and found that the atmosphere in the Hearthstone Tavern was a bit wrong.
The Hearthstone Tavern does not fight all day, 24 hours a day, even though one or two in the morning can still see a group of dwarves around the table to prepare for the dawn.
Tonight, I was surprised by the noise of the dwarves in the pub, and the melodious singing was surrounded by the whole pub.
"Because there is more singing in the pub."
Qiao Xiu listened carefully for a while and found that the content of the song was not a language that he knew well, and then looked at the stage where the corner of the pub was temporarily built.
The frost elf Tailin is playing a harp there.
When a song was sung in the pub, there was no sound of applause as in the daytime. Instead, a bunch of dwarves squatted on the table and fell asleep. Other dwarves were sleepy.
"How can the songs sung by the elf girls like the sleeping mushrooms?" A dwarf yawned and complained.
This situation caused the Tailin sitting on the stage to stop playing a little embarrassed, she just noticed that Joe Xiu walked into the pub, waved at Qiao Xiu and Shiri, picked up the harp and walked to the front of Qiao Xiu. .
"You have been staying in the pub since you returned to the Flosi Residence in the afternoon?" Qiao Xiu asked.
"Well, and I seem to have trouble for you..."
Standing in front of Qiao Xiu, Tai Lin seems a little shy, in order to provide more nutrients to the world tree,
She sneaked off the car again on the way back to the Farosi mansion, and went all the way to the Hearthstone Tavern to continue her part-time job as a bard.
When Tylin arrived at the Hearthstone Tavern, most of the guests were still casters.
As the daytime, she sang the poems that the elves of the family circulated on the stage of Joshua's temporary construction, hoping to collect some of the 'nourishments' of the world tree by their own songs.
The poems that the elves have passed down from the ancient times are generally telling a distant story. The length of the story has been long and Tallin has been singing from late afternoon to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
When Tallin opened her eyes again, she found that the caster who was still sitting in the pub and could admire her singing had become a group of dwarves who slept on the ground seventy-eight.
At that time, Tylin realized that she seemed to be in trouble. What is even worse is that Qiao Xiu, the boss behind the Hearthstone Tavern, happened to be rushing back from Squirrel Street.
"The trouble is not to be."
Joe repaired the dwarf who had slept on the ground, and even many dwarves snorted.
Since the opening of the Hearthstone Tavern, these dwarves have been waiting until 8 or 6 in the morning to go back to the mine to mine.
If it weren't for the dwarves' physical fitness that was strong enough, they would have to go to see their dear Mother Earth sooner or later.
"But let the audience sleep, the song seems to have no way to add nutrients to your world tree?"
Qiao Xiu pointed out the key to the problem. Tai Lin and Qiao Xiu said that the seeds of the world tree in her body grew up. The people who slept in the past could not appreciate the song with the admiration of 'admiration'.
"What I just sang is a poem that has been passed down from generation to generation. Except for let·it·go, that song... I will only have this." Tailin said with some helplessness.
For the people of this world, music is still a very high-end thing. The only chance for civilians to listen to a few songs comes from the bards of some travellers. The poems sung by these bards are like this cream. The elves play the same.
It can be sung by a very simple piece of music and a very simple melody. This kind of performance is said to be singing, but it is better to use ‘adding accompaniment to storytelling’.
The Miss Frost Elf just used the Elvish language to tell the story of a man and a dwarf who couldn’t understand it.
The elves and the slow-paced version of let·it·go have no way to make a deep impression on others.
Qiao Xiu felt it necessary to write some shocking songs to this frost elf.
"You will go back to the Farosi Mansion to rest. Tomorrow I will go to Mrs. Nishizawa to talk about the devil's not too cold soundtrack problem, just add a song that is suitable for you to sing."
In the soundtrack of the last movie, Qiao Xiu was handed over to the ghost band of the Skeleton.
At present, Qiao Xiu is still far from a stable foothold in Nolan, directly opening the portal to the skeleton of the skeleton, which is equivalent to carrying a nuclear bomb to the center of other people's home.
Even if Joe’s vowed promise ‘is rest assured! Will not explode! Oh, but the great magicians of Nolan will definitely blow out Joe at all costs.
Therefore, this film soundtrack work, Qiao Xiu intends to hand over to the Black Swan Theatre.
"I sing a song?"
"Equivalent to the elf poem you just sang, the rhythm is a bit more complicated."
Qiao Xiu gave a less appropriate metaphor. This frost elf just sang a singer with a beautiful voice, although for the latter she was only telling a story in Elvish.
"I will sing as much as possible," said Tylin.
A complete song score is a very high-end thing in this world. After all, the opera itself is the art that the upper middle class can enjoy, and to play it completely, you need to invite a special orchestra.
"Get a good night's sleep."
After Joe repaired the frost elf and left the pub, he immediately walked up the second floor and took out the paper and pen to start writing the spectrum of the background music that the devil was not too cold.
Shiri is responsible for transforming ordinary white paper into a staff with magic.
After spending an hour on and off to complete the background music, Qiao Xiu took out a blank piece of paper and wrote the title of "Star Sky".