After Liu Dong entered the tent, Tang Xinhan turned around and walked towards the cliff. Only then did he realize that Chen Lan had already stood two meters behind him. Tang Xinhan didn't say much, walked straight to the edge of the cliff and sat down. By the starlight and the hazy moonlight, I watched the magnificent sea motionless.
Han Lijiao walked out of the tent, sat by the fire, and looked at Tang Xinhan's back quietly, wondering what this guy was thinking? You are so absorbed, maybe you want to wake up again? But he is really strong. How can a young mind of only 16 years old bear so much pressure? Seeing Chen Lan standing quietly next to him, Han Lijiao suddenly felt lonely. Now in Chen Lan's eyes, it seems that except her master, everything else has nothing to do with her.
Seeing this scene, Han Lijiao couldn't help but think of a song from "Listening to the Heart Music Score", and suddenly felt the urge to write lyrics for it. So he took out a harp from the space bracelet and danced like a phantom between his fingers.
The melodious sound of the piano sounded. Looking back, Tang Xinhan felt that Han Lijiao was in a different state than when she played before. Knowing that she must have gained a new understanding, she listened quietly without disturbing her.
At this time, Han Lijiao's heart was filled with emptiness. This sudden inspiration made her grasp something, and her understanding of this prophetic song became much deeper.
After an exciting prelude, Han Lijiao's singing voice sounded, melodious and ethereal, as if weeping and complaining, echoing and echoing with the sound of the waves.
Caiko was lying on a thick snow bear skin in the tent, lifting the door curtain with one hand, revealing a small head.
Liu Dong didn't come out, but he sat upright in the tent. There is a feeling of loneliness in everyone's heart, remembering their relatives, friends, and lovers. Each tried hard to find solace in memories. Han Lijiao's singing gradually controls everyone's emotions and thoughts.
This feeling of being controlled by the soul is very dangerous, but no one takes the initiative to break away from this bondage. This is a kind of trust that puts their lives under her control.
"Is there such a sea?
It is broad enough,
It can even hold my sorrow.
Is there such a cloud?
Floating on that sea,
Love is as misty and hesitant as clouds.
Is there such a mountain?
Stay quietly by that seaside,
It tells the vicissitudes of the complicated world.
Is there such a person?
Will always be nestled in my heart.
Stay with me on that beach,
Counting the clouds and looking at the mountains,
Soothe my sorrow,
Filling the hesitation of love,
Appreciate the vicissitudes of life,
Lan was surrounded by confusion in his heart. "
The sea water in the distance stood still for a while with the sadness of the song, and then roared with the climax of the song. Han Lijiao felt that as she filled in the lyrics, the song suddenly came to life. Her singing is like the finishing touch, giving life to the song "Listening to the Heart". Han Lijiao finally understood what was missing from those earlier songs. Words are an emotion, a perception, and the soul of the music.
Now when Han Lijiao plays the song in conjunction with the lyrics she just composed, she seems to be able to feel the emotions emitted by all the living and inanimate things around her. It even feels like if I have enough spiritual support, I can control everything around me. Thinking of this, Han Lijiao's mind moved and she released her spiritual power towards the sea. As a result, the seawater in the entire area rolled violently, desperately devouring all life in the area. A large number of sea spirit beasts were beaten into the bottom of the sea by the waves, and were swept into the center of the large whirlpool. But all of this was under Han Lijiao's control, and no sea spirit beast was harmed.
As the song ended, the surroundings returned to calm. But everyone's thoughts couldn't stop themselves for a long time.
Tang Xinhan kept thinking about waking up from the dream. Xing'er, I will definitely resurrect you and never let you suffer any harm again.
Chen Lan looked at Tang Xinhan with a complicated expression: "Master, I will always stay by your side. If you live, I will follow! If you die, I will die."
Liu Dong was thinking about his parents whom he had never met and his master who treated him as his own. Of course, he was thinking more about that petite figure...
As for Caiko, her eyes were watery. When the song ended, she finally couldn't help crying: "Ugh... I miss home, but my family and those little silver shrimp and little starfish friends are gone... Ugh... …”
Han Lijiao put away her harp, walked over and took Caizi into her arms. But I was very excited. Although this heaven-level song skill cannot exert its full power due to insufficient spiritual power, it is already strong enough. I thought to myself: "If this continues, I won't be holding everyone back, right?"
She has always thought that she is a genius, and the 18-year-old music spiritual control instructor has indeed made her arrogant among her peers across the continent. However, ever since I met Tang Xinhan, and especially had in-depth contact with the Guangyu Bingwu Mercenary Group and others, my self-confidence has been continuously hit. But the realization of heaven-level skills just now allowed her to regain her confidence. However, she also understood that if she had not joined Guangyu Bingwu, she would not have been able to obtain the secret book of the Listening Valley. He unconsciously looked at Tang Xinhan and gave him a grateful look.
Tang Xinhan also happened to look at her: "Sister Lijiao, congratulations! I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend the skills in "Heart Listening Music Score" so quickly. This is at least a heaven-level spiritual skill, right?"
Han Li smiled sweetly: "It is indeed a heavenly level, but I can't use its full power yet. After all, I am only level 34 now."
Chen Lan said coldly: "The most difficult thing about this skill is the mental attack and its impact on emotions. The more masters fight, the more important their emotions and mentality are, so this skill is very strong."
But Cai Zi raised her head, sat up from Han Lijiao's arms, and said with tears in her eyes: "Sister, thank you for not killing them just now. Maybe there are some of my former friends there. Many of my friends are here after I got them." That weird gem was accidentally drained of its essence by me and died. Although I was still a little colorful clam at that time and could rarely communicate with them, many of them simply stayed with me. I've been around them for a long, long time, and I killed them."
Han Lijiao stroked Caizi's colorful hair: "I can't blame you, and your little friends will definitely not blame you. They will bless you." As she said this, she helped her to put on her colorful hair. Braid into thin little braids. It makes Caiko look more lively and cute.
In the early morning, several people's emotions have recovered. Although these boys and girls have experienced a lot and have many worries, they are obviously very capable of psychological endurance and know how to self-regulate their mentality. Even Caizi forgot all her worries and smiled heartlessly after Han Lijiao made a fresh and delicious breakfast for everyone.
On the morning of April 29, 99981 in the Smart Calendar, Tang Xinhan led everyone to follow the route provided by Alansha Shuchun and quickly headed towards the highest peak of the Chenguang Mountains. Having Cai Zi around really saved Guangyu Bingwu and the others a lot of trouble. All attacking spirit beasts have their own way of survival. The more advanced the spirit beast, the higher the wisdom. Feeling the aura of the holy beast emanating from Cai Zi, she had already stayed away from it.
"Fourth, how did you discover this route? Judging from the traces here, no human being has walked here for at least a thousand years. Didn't you take the wrong route?" Liu Dong said thoughtfully. Moving quickly, he said.
"More than a thousand years, Master. According to my perception, humans have not appeared here for at least tens of thousands of years. The only trace I found, after using the corrosion and comparison of dark skills, I calculated that it was left tens of thousands of years ago. "Chen Lan also reported her findings indifferently.
Tang Xinhan said confidently: "Don't worry, the route will not be wrong. What I got is a spiritual map, which is imprinted in my spiritual consciousness, so I will definitely not go the wrong way."
"Haha, it seems that you, Fourth, have had another adventure. Let's stop and take a rest." Liu Dong said with a smile.
When everyone stood still, Xiao Caizi blinked his big eyes and mysteriously made a silent gesture to everyone: "Shhh - do you feel it? There is a strange spiritual beast in the distance over there. I feel that it should be able to It can fly, run, and can also swim in the water. Shall I bring it here and show it to you?"
Han Lijiao pinched Caizi's little nose and smiled fondly: "You're talking about an ordinary white-winged kun, aren't you? There's nothing strange about it. I think you're greedy."
Caizi said seriously: "I'm afraid it will hide in front and attack us."
Liu Dong couldn't help but laugh and said: "Although the White Wing Kun is strong and strong, it is not even a spiritual beast, so how can it have any offensive power? It is true that it is said to be the most delicious food in the mainland. Its meat is delicious and as tender as fish. It looks like a bird, strong and thin, but also has the gamey taste of mountain beasts. Let's bring it here. Let everyone try it, and you will make a contribution. But you'd better wipe your saliva first."
Only then did Cai Zi realize that the drool was flowing to the corner of her mouth, and she quickly turned around and secretly wiped the drool away. Everyone couldn't help but smile when they saw Xiao Caizi's embarrassment. Having Ayako here really made this trip much more relaxed.
While Guangyu Bingwu and the others were happily eating grilled white-winged Kun meat, in Guanglu City in the western part of the Guanghan Empire, in the living room of Huanmenglou at the headquarters of Guanglu Chamber of Commerce, the president of Guanglu Chamber of Commerce was wearing a light blue spiritual controller robe. Sitting opposite Xing Yantuo, an old man with red hair and red robe.
Xing Yantuo took a sip of fragrant tea and said calmly: "President Mengjing, how do you plan to handle this matter?"
The dreamer sighed: "Hey! Mr. Xing, Xing'er is my daughter, my only daughter! I am also very sad about her death. But now we don't have enough evidence to prove that it was the eldest prince who did it. I am afraid that I will be forced to do so at this time. If you hold them too tightly, it will be detrimental to Xinhan's child."
Xing Yantuo's eyes widened and he snorted coldly: "Huh! That was only a matter of time. Zi Tingjian, that white-eyed wolf, if the late emperor hadn't risked his life to save him, how could he have survived to this day and been a member of the empire for so many years? Emperor. Now it seems that he has no intention of returning the throne to the Tang family. Although he has established Xinhan as the 'Prince Hanguang', no one is sure how long he can endure it. If he is allowed to attack Xinhan first, It’s even more dangerous.”
Dream thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Actually, I'm not sure whether Xing'er's death was an accident, but I will definitely find out. What I'm most interested in is definitely not the throne. There are four of us senior brothers, and our junior brother Tian The best, and the strongest, but also the most indifferent to fame and fortune. That’s why the elder brother will pass the throne to him before he dies. If there is something that he really can’t let go of, it would only be Tianhanyu.”
Xing Yantuo blew his red beard and said: "Light-type Tian Hanyu? What's the point of him getting it? It's not a secret. The only thing Hanyu recognized that day was blood, and now there are only descendants of the Tang family in the world. Xinhan is alone, even if he gets it, he can't read the information inside."
Dream nodded: "Yes, so Xinhan is safe now, and the junior brother must please Xinhan to get the information he needs. In other words, at least for the time being, Xinhan is safe, and once Xinhan can If you have an heir, then it’s hard to say.”
Xing Yantuo looked worried: "Jing'er, I haven't called you that for a long time. Before the master left, you four brothers only told me to follow the late emperor and protect him. I probably knew that there were countless pairs of eyes watching. That day, it was Hanyu's crime to have a jade! But the old slave neglected his duty. When the master comes back, how can I face him? So I must protect Xinhan, even if it costs me my life. But the only ones I can trust now are you and Ling Yun."
The body in the dream trembled: "Mr. He is our elder. Master, you will be with us for decades after he leaves. So don’t worry, Second Senior Brother and I will definitely find a way to protect Xinhan Zhouquan."
