Full-level bosses have to work hard to cultivate immortals

Chapter 300 The man this woman misses must not be a fun thing

This stuff, to the uninitiated, might sound wonderful.

But for an expert like Jing Pu, who is still a master, the playing is simply messed up.

It's like something, it's like you are in an Internet cafe, and the person opposite you is playing League of Legends, and when you are playing, the person opposite you starts to rant.

"You go up!! Why don't you go up!! What are you talking about!! You are afraid of your mother!!!"

In either:
"Do you know how to play in the jungle? You see how many times the jungler has come to the jungle. How many steps have you swiped on WeChat in the jungle?!"

Anyway, what he said was clear and straight, and his voice was so loud that the entire Internet cafe was full of this person's voice. If this is a person who can't play games, he must be thinking that his teammates are too good, and it must not be his problem.

As a result, you went to the bathroom after a while, and when you came back, you saw this guy, good guy, playing Yasuo, 0-11, and put the crazy seven-level dog tag on it.

Now, for Jing Pu, the sound of the piano is also like this.

Listening from the outside, it is very good, and it fits perfectly.

But, the inside is pretty bad.

Just how to say it, if you use a very simple Internet word to describe it, it is soulless!
The greatest charm of music is that it can resonate with others, and this is the greatest charm of music.

When you hear a piece of music, you can be instantly infected by it, for example, when you hear a very passionate piece of music.

You will be very excited to get up from the bed, put down your phone, do two push-ups on the bed, and finally lie on the bed tired and panting, but feel that you just saved the earth.

That's good music then.

For example, it is only 58:[-] p.m., and you opened NetEase Cloud in advance.

Before it was time, you heard a piece of sad music, and you suddenly remembered how badly you were chased by your father for three streets with a stick when you were eight years old when you didn’t do your homework. Suddenly, you burst into tears, Sigh, the world is not worth it.

That's a good piece of music.

If it can resonate with others, it is a really good piece of music.

However, the sound of the qin heard by Jing Pu has not reached that level. Although the meaning of this song is sorrow and longing, Jing Pu only feels the feeling in the heart of the player who plays the song, and cannot resonate with his own heart. .

Jing Pu just felt that the woman who played the piano and the man she missed must not be a good thing.

But Jing Pu couldn't think of it, he didn't even have a fucking girlfriend, and it was even more pitiful.

Therefore, not refined, general, only its appearance, no meaning.

Of course, Jing Pu only made a little evaluation in his heart, and would not really go to others to say anything.

the most important is……

Where the hell did I go now! !

Where is this! !
Why can't I find anyone next to me! !

Don't talk about looking for Lingju now, now Jingpu can't even find himself!

And when Jing Pu looked blank, He Min who was beside him suddenly tilted his head, blinked, looked at Jing Pu and said:
"Senior, have you forgotten the way back?"

Jing Pu discovered that for some reason, He Min was a bit like the ancient god Cang Yue, and He Min could guess what kind of expression he had.

Maybe it's because He Min made it by himself, the so-called father and daughter unite their hearts.

However, this kind of thing is naturally unacceptable. Immediately, Jing Pu glared and said:
"Nonsense. I brought you here because I saw that you two couldn't be idle. Since you don't want to play anymore, then go back and walk. You will lead the way."

Now that Jing Pu had thought about it, he went to find Lingju by himself, what was he talking about.

I can't, after I saw Lingju, I said I miss you, so I came to see you, it always feels a bit so shy.

In other words, now Lingju may follow Shu Wanrou to meet the Holy Lord of the western state, or he may not be there.

So, forget it, and when Shu Wanrou comes back tomorrow, I will see Lingju.

Forget it, forget it, go back.

Of course, the premise is...that He Min knows the way back, otherwise...it would be too embarrassing.

Fortunately, the little girl He Min is still very reliable, and she can still find her way back.

In the end, when he returned to the previous hall, Li Qingyan was still studying the chess game, and seemed to be mesmerized.

Jing Pu came back with someone, and He Min and Shu Xian were bouncing around, a little noisy, but Li Qingyan didn't notice it, and was completely immersed in it.

Jing Pu stood on tiptoe and looked at Li Qingyan's chessboard from a distance. After walking by himself for so long, Li Qingyan didn't take a step.

Seeing this scene, Jing Pu sighed, what a stinking chess basket.

I don't know where to sleep that night, and no one took Jingpu and his party to the room. Perhaps, no one took Jingpu and his party to any room.

However, Jing Pu is a good person. In a corner of the hall, he took out the quilt and asked He Min and Shu Xian to make the bed. Jing Pu ran to the pool below, took a pot, and went to get a pot. water.

Everyone just washed up and went to sleep.

As for Li Qingyan, he was still frowning at the chess game.

……

In the early morning of the next day, when Jing Pu woke up, he saw that He Min and Shu Xian who were sleeping together not far away hadn't woken up yet, but he didn't call them, but got up and looked at Li Qingyan's location.

This Li Qingyan didn't move all night, Jing Pu was looking at the chessboard.

Wei Wei curled her lips, it really was a stinky chess basket.

Li Qingyan made a move last night, and that sunspot also made a move. Now, it's dead.

Now Jing Pu really wants to tell Li Qingyan not to think about it, it's over.

But Jing Pu still held back, Jing Pu felt that Li Qingyan should be able to see it.

However, Jing Pu still overestimated Li Qingyan.

This Li Qingyan was like a stone statue today, sitting there looking at it all day, not moving at all, Jing Pu thought that this person died suddenly, and sat there and melted away.

If it weren't for the occasional movement of the eyeballs, Jing Pu really wanted to go up to see if everyone was okay.

Of course, on this day, Jing Pu didn't worry too much about Li Qingyan, Jing Pu worried about himself...

this bitch...

What about rice? ?
What about food? ! !
This group of cultivators has such a problem, they don't eat! !

It was a day, and there was no one who came to deliver food.

This Jing Pu didn't even need to ask if there was any food, there was definitely not, so there was no need to even think about it!
Jing Pu is hungry!

Really hungry!

Not only Jing Pu was hungry, but Shu Xian was also hungry. Of course Shu Xian didn't say anything, but he ran over after a while, looked at Jing Pu, blinked his big eyes, and asked pitifully:
"Senior, when shall we have dinner?"

Seeing that Shu Xian is so pitiful, Jing Pu, an adult, can bear it for a day or two, but Shu Xian, a child, can't do it.

It was not easy for Jing Pu to bother Li Qingyan, so in the end, he slapped his thigh and got something to eat!

(End of this chapter)