secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 287 The Last Clan
In the Songguta Chengdong military camp, Du Yu boarded a military plane for the first time, and it was a transport plane with several rows of vertical seats in the cabin.

It stands to reason that he should feel very novel about all this.But at the moment, Du Yu's head is in a mess, and he doesn't care about other things.

Huang Yinlin crouched beside Du Yu's legs, always very well-behaved, and let Li Mengnan play with the long silver tail.

The tyrant seemed to have said something to the girl through the ghost.

Li Mengnan's face was full of sorrow, and she slowly bent down, and put her soft lips next to the sharp ear of the tyrant: "Yes, this mission is very dangerous."

Huang Yinlin is full of spirituality. After watching TV for a week at home, coupled with constant communication with Li and Du, she can understand some simple human languages.

Different from the two with heavy hearts, Huang Yinlin was looking forward to this dangerous journey.

I saw her long tail pulled away from the girl's embrace, into Du Yu's embrace, even crawled over Du Yu's neck, and circled around his neck.

The 2-meter long tail made it easy for the tyrant to do this.

True Hanging Tail!

"Just stay behind me."

Du Yu woke up from his contemplation, and used his ghost to convey his thoughts: "What?"

Desolate Silver Lynn: "I will protect you."

"Well, thank you." Du Yu's heart warmed, he stretched out his hand to grab the silver tail, lowered his head slightly, and his lips made a light impression on the "silver scarf".

Huang Yinlin's tail froze, she raised her eyelids, and stared at Du Yu in a daze.

Du Yu looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

After a long silence, the tyrant's rustling voice came over: "Don't touch me."

Du Yu: "."

You are wrapping your tail around me, okay! ?
Fu Jianzhou sat alone in the distance, watching the interaction between the master and the pet with soft eyes.

A beautiful female voice came from the spirit deed: "We can play "The Butterfly Lovers" for him now."

"After the task is over." Fu Jianzhou caressed the white jade flute and asked, "Bai Lan, have you heard of this bell?

A clock that can freely change in size and devour everything in the world. "

Bai Lan said lightly: "I have traveled a long way, mountains and deserts, Gobi and sea, those scenes are no different from the green bricks in front of my house.

I have also met many people, men, women, young and old, tall and short, fat and thin, and they look exactly the same.

None of them. "

Fu Jianzhou lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Everything is as Bai Lan said, she seems to have traveled in the Great Xia, but she has never noticed whether it is thousands of mountains and rivers or all living beings.

Even if this ancient clock was hanging on the gate tower, she didn't care if she passed by under the gate.

Suddenly, Bai Lan's illusory face appeared on Fu Jianzhou's face, looking at Du Yu from a distance: "I want to play for him right now."

"He?" Fu Jianzhou reacted for a moment, and then realized that the "he" in this sentence refers to Du Yu.

Even though the two parties signed a contract and Fu Jianzhou accompanied Xixia Di all day long, Fu Jianzhou could feel that Bai Lan was still alone.

The obsession in my heart has turned into a lifelong regret, and there will be no day when it will end, which is undoubtedly sad.

Here in Fu Jianzhou, Bai Lan found a place to settle down and a lonely soul who felt the same way.

And the boy who told her the story of "Blessed Lovers" is her only friend in the world.

Confidant, can't talk about it.

Du Yu is still young and doesn't have much experience, and he is not the same person as Bai Lan and Fu Jianzhou.

But this doesn't stop Bai Lan from loving Du Yu.

This young man with goodwill towards the world and full of hope always reminds Bai Lan of himself who was thinking day and night after parting in the rainy night.

The difference is that her hopes have been completely shattered.

But Du Yu has not yet tasted the essence of fate.

Slowly, Fu Jianzhou lifted the white jade flute to his lips.

"Meow!" Immediately, Huang Yinlin stood up and stared at Fu Jianzhou.

Fu Jianzhou stopped his movements, and turned to look at the strange monster pet.

"It's okay, it's okay." Du Yu hugged Hunjun's head and hurriedly comforted him.

In fact, in his heart, Du Yu didn't blame Huang Yinlin very much.

In the final analysis, she is a wild monster, not a domesticated monster.

Her vigilance and vigilance, as well as her full malice towards the world, are the foundation of her survival in the wilderness.

The harmony and love of domestic pets is absolutely inapplicable in the law of the jungle, and they will be eaten by the enemies to nothing.

Du Yu thought for a moment, then said softly: "Senior Brother Fu may be itching for skills.

How about this, how about I teach him a song that reminds you of your hometown? "

"hometown?"

Du Yu twirled the tufts on the tyrant's sharp ears: "Yes, your hometown, Qianren Mountain."

"Meow." Huang Yinlin slowly lay down on his lower body, unwilling to admit in his heart that he did have some expectations.

Du Yu: "Don't worry, I will let him restrain his mental attack and not interfere with your brain."

"Ah."

After receiving the tyrant's response, Du Yu unfastened his seat belt, got up and walked towards Fu Jianzhou.

With his excellent eyesight, he had already seen the illusory face of a woman on Senior Brother Fu's face.

Itching?
It was just Du Yu's rhetoric, he knew that Senior Brother Fu probably couldn't help himself.

The Xixia flute is different from the Shadow Gu Pagoda.

"Long time no see." Du Yu sat down beside Fu Jianzhou.

Bai Lan spoke softly, using Fu Jianzhou's voice, but her tone of voice was very different from Senior Brother Fu's: "Your demon pet is very violent."

Du Yu shrugged helplessly: "This is my nature, there is no way."

Bai Lan smiled slightly, with a unique hazy beauty: "But it is very docile to you."

Du Yu: "Everything has spirituality, and sincerity can always be exchanged for friendship, such as me and you."

For a while, the smile on Bai Lan's face became stronger, and she said softly: "I have already practiced "The Butterfly Lovers."

"Oh?" Du Yu went down the steps, "Then how about I teach you another song?"

Suddenly, Bai Lan's illusory face solidified a little, and became more and more exquisite: "Is it as poignant as "The Butterfly Lovers"?"

Du Yu thought for a while, and spit out several words in succession: "Desolate, boundless, sad, desolate."

Bai Lan nodded lightly: "Please."

Slowly, Du Yu hummed softly.

As early as when he stepped into Qianren Mountain for the first time, he made up his mind to teach this piece of music to Xixia Di.

"The Last of the Mohicans".

The humming military plane did not interfere with Bai Lan's listening to the tune.

In Du Yu's crooning, she recalled the picture of herself walking alone in the endless desert hundreds of years ago.

Painful, hopeless.

The weeping sound from the soul did not attract any response from living beings.

As the sun sets over the long river, she is the only one walking alone.

A few short melodies came to an abrupt end.

Du Yu opened his eyes and looked at the silent woman: "You make up the rest of the melody yourself, just like Liang Zhu."

Du Yu is very amateur, at most he can be regarded as a hobbyist.

He couldn't hum the whole chapter, just like the original "Blessings of Love", except for the familiar essence, most of the movements had to be performed by Xixiadi himself.

In Bai Lan's state of mind, Du Yu believed that she could easily catch her.

I saw Bai Lan lowered his eyes, his eyes were a little distracted, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Du Yu waited patiently. After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly asked, "What's its name?"

Du Yu: "The last Mo. Well, "The Last Clansman"."

He secretly felt guilty in his heart, so he changed the title of the song to fit another world.

Bai Lan's voice was very low and light: "What race."

Du Yu, who has excellent eyesight, almost read Bai Lan's words through Fu Jianzhou's lips.

As for this question, Du Yu did not respond.

He stood up and patted Fu Jianzhou on the shoulder: "Restrain your mental attack, we are on the plane, and there is a pilot in the cockpit."

The distance of more than 2000 kilometers can be reached in less than four hours.

When the military plane landed at Langushan-Jun Airport, the soldiers who came to pick it up were all dumbfounded.

The roar of the plane was not small, but it still couldn't stop the desolate and distant flute sound.

When the military plane died down, the sound of the flute hit the soul, completely filling the entire airport.

Beside the runway, Lin Shiwei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

She looked back at a row of military jeeps, as if asking for help, when she happened to see the door of one of the cars open, and a beautiful figure stepped down.

The breeze swept under Yang Qingqing's feet, and the hem of her skirt danced lightly, floating forward.

Lin Shiwei immediately followed, and as the rear cabin door fell, he also saw several senior brothers and sisters among them.

"Take a break, and taste it later. It's time for us to carry out the task, Bai Lan." Du Yu patted Fu Jianzhou on the shoulder, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Bai Lan's illusory face gradually disappeared.

Just before leaving, I took a look at Du Yu.

The look in his eyes was very complicated, and he didn't know whether it was resentment or gratitude.

"Master Qing." Li Mengnan came to Du Yu's side and reminded him in a low voice.

Du Yu supported Fu Jianzhou and stood up. A group of demon spirit soldiers stood outside the rear cabin door. The two leaders were Master and Third Sister.

"Teacher Qing."

"Teacher Qing!" The three of them came down together, greeting each other politely.

Yang Qingqing's eyes stopped on Fu Jianzhou: "It's a very artistic song."

Fu Jianzhou lowered his eyebrows and nodded.

Seeing the disciple's reaction, Yang Qingqing felt a little relieved, her eyes stayed on Huang Yinlin for a moment, and said softly: "Let's go, let's talk on the way."

A group of people got into the open military vehicles one after another and drove away from the military airport quickly.

Yang Qingqing sat in the back seat, looked at the barren silver lynx galloping beside the car, and said, "I brought it back from Qianren Mountain."

"Yes." Du Yu sat on the co-pilot, endured the howling wind, and turned to look at the back seat, "How is Master Qing, is this period going well?"

Since he didn't know what the women did, Du Yu asked vaguely.

Yang Qingqing's long black hair fluttered in the wind, and she let it go, she was so beautiful: "Xiao Chuan has been promoted to be a demon general."

"Brother Chuan finally broke through!"

"Hehe." Yang Qingqing smiled, brushing away the long hair around her lips with one hand, "He is very grateful to you, and will look for you alone after his cultivation is stable."

Du Yu nodded, very willing to have another powerful friend.

After confirming the guess in his mind, he changed the subject and said: "Master Qing, our spirit weapon mission this time."

Yang Qingqing sighed: "The information Li Jing sent to you is the latest."

Du Yu's face was not very good: "Where is the spirit of the weapon? Have we established a connection with the spirit of the ancient clock?"

"No, the spirit of the ancient clock has never appeared. For a while, try to communicate with it with our spirit."

In fact, Yang Qingqing and Lin Shiwei had just arrived. Although the members of the first brigade were all around Songgu Pagoda, they arrived in two military planes.

"I hope it can be lured out." Du Yu's face was serious.

Not afraid of grievances and grievances.

For the sake of the ancient spirit weapon, the 29th round can gather the power of the whole country of Daxia to satisfy any wish of the spirit weapon.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Qi Ling won't show up, and won't speak!

Just like the ancient spiritual tool, the Jasper Gourd, before Du Yu arrived with the Shadow Gu Tower, the Jasper Gourd ignored the human race at all.

At that time, Qingshi led the demon spirit troops and explored in Calabash Mountain for nearly 2 months, but finally had to return without success.

The spirit of the ancient spirit weapon is undoubtedly the key to unlock it!

but
What if the spirit of the ancient bell just doesn't show up?

Are we going to be like the second team, who will be completely swallowed by the ancient clock at a certain moment of research and exploration?
milk legs.

Before performing this kind of mission, it seems that it is not a good omen to teach Bai Lan such a song.

(End of this chapter)