Douluo night white sword

Tang Yuehua smiled and served Xuan Ye tea, "Since we were born, everyone has been living in different ways.

Some are glamorous, some are magnificent, and some are mediocre.

And we are all living hard, maybe just for a vague wish, maybe for a person you love, or maybe just to live. "

After taking a sip of tea, Xuan Ye smiled slightly, "Master Tang Xuan is indeed not an ordinary person.

I'm just curious, why does a woman as beautiful and sensible as Tang Xuanzhu have no suitors? "

Tang Yuehua gave Xuan Ye an elegant smile, "It seems that the elder did a lot of homework before coming.

I'm afraid if I don't answer your question today, I won't be able to escape your questioning. "

Xuan Ye scratched his face in embarrassment, "Master Tang Xuan, don't blame me!

Before coming to Yuexuan, I had heard of Yuexuan for a long time, but I had been busy with it and had no chance to visit.

Now that I have the opportunity to go there, I accidentally asked such nonsense.

I would like to offer tea instead of wine, but I would like to accompany Master Tang Xuan. "

Holding the teacup with both hands, Xuan Ye drank all the tea in one gulp.

Tang Yuehua added tea to Xuan Ye, "Elder, you don't have to be like this.

It's just that Yuehua has long since given up and doesn't want to spend any extra energy on this love. "

Xuan Ye looked thoughtful, "That's it!

Lord Tang Xuan, I heard that Yue Xuan’s music is one of the best in the world.

I am also a person who loves music, but I just can’t bear to have a good teacher to give me some guidance. "

At this moment, Tang Yuehua finally understood that the youngest elder of Wuhun Palace wanted to come to Yuexuan to study music.

Tang Yuehua welcomes such people.

"I wonder how much the elder knows about music?"

Xuan Ye stretched out his little finger and squeezed out a little bit of meat with his thumb, "A little bit!

To be honest, I like music, but I don’t have the skills to play it.

During practice, I was often chased and beaten. "

Tang Yuehua stood up and bowed to Xuan Ye, "Then Yuehua will take the liberty of being your mentor. I wonder if the elder is willing?"

A smile immediately appeared on Xuan Ye's face, and he quickly stood up from the chair, "It's an honor to have Lord Tang Xuan guide me."

After chatting, Tang Yuehua took Xuan Ye to get familiar with the environment in Yuexuan and the courses set up by Yuexuan.

Xuan Ye came to learn only music, and he was free to skip other classes at will.

Back at the Wuhun Temple, Qian Renxue, who had been abandoned, was torturing Ma Hongjun with an unhappy look on her face.

Ma Hongjun had an apple on his head and a pile of headless arrows in front of him.

Qian Renxue was using a large bow made of bent bamboo pieces to shoot the apple above Ma Hongjun's head.

From the first 20-meter shot in the belly to the current one-meter shot in the belly, Ma Hongjun can't tell the pain and can't redress his grievances.

Although this level of injury is like scratching an itch for a soul master, it cannot withstand the mental torture!

A normal person can definitely hit the apple above his head if he fires his bow within one meter.

But this Qian Renxue is a well-known little witch in Wuhun Hall, and she is also her second sister and her eldest brother's favorite sister.

During the nearly three-hour penalty stand, Qian Renxue kept shooting Ma Hongjun in the belly, not caring about the apple above her head.

When Ma Hongjun saw Xuan Ye, his eyes were filled with tears, and he began to complain to Xuan Ye in aggrieved manner, "Brother! Second sister is going too far!

Shooting an arrow with an apple on your head was enough, but the second sister shot me in the belly. It hurt me so much! "

Xuan Ye pushed Ma Hongjun away with a look of disgust, "Hey~ What do you mean it hurts when I shoot!"

Qian Renxue pouted and kicked Ma Hongjun on the butt, "My lady's innocence has been ruined by your bad mouth!"

Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes at Qian Renxue, "Manly woman! Be careful not to get married!"

Qian Renxue rolled up her sleeves and cursed angrily, "Damn fat man! Today next year, the grass on your grave will be as tall as mine!"

Otherwise, I will write your name upside down! "

Xuan Ye walked to the hall, found a good seat for himself, and sat down to drink.

Listening to the sound of fists and kicks between the two people in the hall, Xuan Ye began to count the seconds in his mind, one, two, three, four...

Until No.11 minutes.

Qian Renxue has a pair of panda eyes, and her plump little face looks increasingly pink.

There were some bruises at the corners of his mouth and a trace of nosebleed on his lips. He looked very miserable and miserable.

On the other side, Ma Hongjun slowly climbed up to Xuan Ye. His handsome face was directly disfigured and swollen into a pig's head.

A clear row of tooth marks can still be seen on the right wrist, which is bleeding a little.

If there weren't only three people in the hall, Xuan Ye wouldn't dare to recognize Ma Hongjun now.

Qian Renxue cried, "Brother! Ma Hongjun hit me!"

Ma Hongjun, who was crawling on the ground, shouted in bad words, "Brother! The second sister is doing something evil!"

As for whether this was true, Xuan Ye didn't know.It was normal for Qian Renxue to take advantage of Ma Hongjun.

In every ten fights, he gets his hands dirty, each time getting darker than the last time. Therefore, when Ma Hongjun fights with outsiders, no one can escape from his hands, no matter whether the other party is a man or a woman.

After taking a sip of wine, Xuan Ye said, "Have you finished the fight?"

The two nodded and answered at the same time, "It's over."

But now Xuan Ye heard Qian Renxue's voice, and Ma Hongjun's voice had already turned into the sound of mosquitoes.

Standing up, Xuan Ye found a healing soul master for the two of them and restored them to health.

The next day, after Qian Renxue accompanied Xuan Ye to practice, they went to Yuexuan together. She wanted to see what Xuan Ye was doing in Yuexuan.

Arriving at Yuexuan, Qian Renxue wandered around Yuexuan with her own memory.

Xuan Ye started his first music class.

Coming here to study music, Xuan Ye just planned his next steps and learned musical instruments by the way.

In the past, he was tone-deaf and could only watch those masters of musical instruments playing in disguise.

Xuan Ye doesn't know if he can learn from this body now.

If he couldn't learn it, he would just accept his fate and concentrate on muddying the waters in Tiandou City.

A month later, Xuan Ye could already play some simple songs completely.

After receiving encouragement from Tang Yuehua and Qian Renxue, Xuan Ye once again increased the amount of training on musical instruments.

Within a month, the thief who attacked Xue Qinghe's mansion was not found, and none of the property lost in the mansion was found.

In an instant, the entire Tiandou City was covered by an invisible layer of dark clouds, which was beating the hearts of everyone in the royal family all the time.

In the garden late at night, Xuan Ye's soul power transmitted, "You two have been following us for so long! It's time to come out!"

Two figures appeared in front of Xuan Ye, one with muscles all over his body, like a walking mountain of flesh.

The other's slightly slender but exposed arms still tell the story of what kind of burly man the owner of this body is.

The two of them stepped forward and bowed to Xuan Ye, "I have met Elder Xuan Ye!"

Xuan Ye bowed back to the two of them, "I enshrine snake spears and enshrine dolphins. You two are making a big deal out of it by saying this!"

Snake Spear immediately said, "You are a disciple of the great worshiper, and you are also the young master's most beloved brother. I cannot call you an elder too much."

Xuan Ye waved his hand, "Harm!"

I won’t talk nonsense to you two seniors. You should be the two of you to kill the guards of Xue Qinghe Mansion. "

The two did not deny it, but immediately admitted it.

"Seniors, I want to know if all the valuable things you brought out have been used?"

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Hard work will not betray yourself, although dreams will.

Hard work may not make you realize your dreams, but the fact that you have worked hard is enough to comfort yourself.

——Hikigaya Hachiman