Vol 2 Chapter 406: Hundred birds

The wind blows and the clouds move, and the flute sounds like a fish swim.
The pink-clothed lady, hidden in the verdant green willow, has a picturesque artistic conception.
Xia Qingchen gazed quietly and listened silently.
Let's stop.
The girl in pink puts her disciples down and looks at Xia Qingchen: "I disturb my son and rest."
Xia Qingchen slowly opened her eyes and smiled gently: "No, the girl's flute, whether it is pleasant, or martial arts, is good."
The white face of the powder-coated girl appeared surprised: "Can you hear the martial arts in the flute?"
However, she did not deliberately release martial arts!
It’s just an ordinary trumpet.
The girl in the pink clothes caught a trace of interest in her eyes, picked up the steps, walked up to the pavilion, and said: "I am Luo Shuixian, the son?"
"Xia Qingchen."
"Xia Gongzi is proficient in sonic martial arts?" Luo Narcissus asked curiously.
This is really strange.
Sonic martial arts are very uncommon, few people practice, and fewer than one understand.
I met one now.
"Slightly know one or two." Xia Qingchen discovered only up close that the girl in pink was particularly beautiful.
The skin is white and clear, and the eyes are clear and quiet.
Tranquil temperament, like a holy fairy who does not mess with dust.
"That young man thinks, how is my sound wave martial art?" Luo Narcissus sat on the stone bench opposite, looking forward expectantly.
For the first time, she discussed sonic martial arts with others.
Xia Qingchen thought, "It can only be considered good, I think, because of the incompleteness of the martial arts, so you filled it out yourself?"
Luo Shuixian's face was shocked now.
She thought that Xia Qingchen only understood briefly, who knew that he would reveal his secret.
Her martial arts is a piece of the Baihua family passed down from generation to generation, named "Hundred Birds and Phoenix".
No matter how old it is, there are many defects.
With her ingenuity and talents, she forcibly filled the incompleteness.
Barely succeeded in martial arts practice.
Little is known about this matter.
Xia Qingchen actually knew.
It's incredible!
"Xia Gongzi is very knowledgeable, Luo Shui admires!" Luo Shuixian sincerely admired.
After hesitating for a while, she was a little bit hard to say, "Luo Shui boldly begged the young man to enlighten me."
When I met for the first time, I asked someone for advice.
Xia Qingchen didn't care: "Yes, anyway, I'm temporarily idle."
Luo Shui's face was bright, and he quickly got up and prayed: "Thank you, Master Xia."
However, she was not too surprised.
His beautiful appearance can often attract the attentiveness of strange men. Xia Qingchen in front of her should also be astonished by her appearance.
"The flute lends me a hand." Xia Qingchen said.
Luo Shui hesitated, gave the flute he used to a strange man?
She felt conflicted, but in order to exchange flute sounds, she chose to give the flute to Xia Qingchen.
Heart Road, after he used it, throw it away.
Just a flute.
Xia Qingchen fetched the flute and wiped the remaining lip marks on the flute hole with one finger.
Afterwards, he just played.
It was the "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" she just played.
This song was once Ningshuang's favorite song.
She likes to be alone, standing on the top of the cloud, looking at the distant King of Dustless Silence and playing silently.
A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xia Qingchen's heart, and he played gently.
The melodious flute sound, like a dream back to the millennium, mourning like cold rain at midnight.
With a bang, a tune, the interpretation of those passing and irreparable times.
The mountains are empty and the lake is quiet.
Baiyun leisurely.
Xining, drunk.
The past is hard to follow.
The noisy insects stopped together.
The little fish in the pool slowly came over.
The white bird in the garden fell quietly on the branch outside the courtyard.
The nature is silent.
Only Yu flute.
For a long time, a piece of music would stop.
Xia Qingchen put down his flute, feeling inexplicably sad.
He seemed to see Ningshuang standing in the distance, looking at himself silently, playing the flute alone.
At that time, he became the queen of the gods, and he was too busy to be friends.
Never accompany her again as she once did.
At that moment, did Ningshuang, like he is today, with a sad heart, blowing "Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix", remembering the past time?
unfortunately.
At the end of the song, people are scattered!
Thousands of years later, one of them is the king and the other is the ordinary dust.
At that time, the Shanmeng Sea vows, the expressions of those years, such as the floating dust scattered by the wind and rain, scattered in the gap of time.
Can't find it again, can't find it.
Papa—
There was a clear applause from the ear, waking him up.
Xia Qingchen put down his flute and looked slightly sullen: "I laughed, this is the original version of "Hundred Birds and Phoenix", I hope you will get something."
However, Luo Narcissus could not help applauding.
Bright eyes, sparkling with crystals, and tears faintly lingering.
She wiped her wet eyes and praised more: "Xia Gongzi's heart is dusty, touching her heart, and Luoshui is just in case."
Her heart was shocked.
For the same song, she only played the sound.
Xia Qingchen blew out God.
Even she was infected by the sadness in the song, and she shed tears.
"I have listened a lot, so I understand it a little bit." Xia Qingchen waved his hand and said sadly.
After a pause, he said again: "As long as you put the star power into it, it will naturally exert its power."
Luo Shuixian was ashamed and said: "I was so enthralled just now that I didn't write down the score. Can Xia Gongzi be troubled to play again?"
Xia Qingchen refused, saying: "This song is sad and I don't want to play it again."
Luo Narcissus stepped forward, and the scent of fragrance lingered, intoxicating.
Her beautiful face showed a pleading look: "Xia Gongzi, Luo Shui is thick, please blow it again."
Looking at the exquisite face that can be broken so close, men will have pity.
Unfortunately, Xia Qingchen was never tempted by his face.
Only his heart can move his heart.
"Girl, you and I meet each other, there is only one turn, please don't force people." Xia Qingchen said indifferently.
Nothing moves because of its beauty.
Luoshui Xian ears are quiet.
I was rejected!
She stood up and hurriedly said: "I am rude, the son forgive me."
"Huh." Xia Qingchen nodded silently.
Luo Narcissus sat opposite, and a pair of bright eyes looked at Xia Qingchen curiously from time to time.
In the deep eyes, she never reflected a little figure.
There was some frustration in her heart, and her face was not looked at by him.
However, for this reason, Luoshui Xian was respectful.
At least, she is different from most men she sees.
"Xia Gongzi, I will play some other songs for you, OK?" Luo Narcissus picked up the flute.
Looking at the remnants left by Xia Qingchen's playing, just rubbed it lightly, and fell down generously.
It was at this time.
Lihuaxian and Gongliang return.
Hearing the flute in the garden from afar, Lihuaxian was surprised: "When is my sister in such a good mood, actually playing "Hollow Dream"?"
"Is it?" Gongliang turned his gaze eagerly.
Lihuaxian glanced at Gongliang Ni, and he smiled: "Fortunately, if you are lucky, you will encounter my sister in a good mood!"
"Hollow Dreams" is her favorite music, and it will be played only when you are in the best mood." Lihua Xiandao said: "The last time I played, it was a year ago, when she broke through the small star position."
"Normally, you can't play it at all."
Gongliang counter-expectedly said: "How about others asking her to play?"
If he said deeply.
Lihuaxian poured cold water on her without concealing: "No more dreaming, only the sister who sees her eyes, it is possible to persuade her to play this song."