Arsonist [Transmigration Book]

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Fang Ke blinked, and couldn't help showing a few smiles. In the dark, many things would look eerie, not to mention aesthetic, but at this moment, everything seemed dreamy and beautiful, making people feel relaxed physically and mentally.

She closed her eyes, but she had already deeply remembered this step. The gentle tune gradually made her feel sleepy.

Huang Yan leaned on the cloud, tapped her fingertips on her lap, as if she was playing the piano, full of rhythm, controlling the vibration frequency of the cicada's wings.

Huang Yan has a good sense of music. Both of her parents were engaged in the art industry in this world. Because of this, she herself was forcibly enrolled in many art classes by her elders, especially in musical instruments. She was enrolled in more than one class.

In fact, she doesn’t like it very much. She even hated it because they took up too much of her free time when she was a child. , it seems that there is nothing wrong with having a few more skills, at least occasionally they can come in handy.

Huang Xuan glanced at Huang Yan in surprise, she probably didn't expect that the younger generation with brain problems in her eyes didn't seem to be useless, she had never heard such a novel tune before, could it be a style that became popular recently ?

As for playing with cicadas, Huang Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Just like when the practice of swordsmanship is advanced, every plant and tree can be used as a sword; for those who are proficient in folk art, they can also play the moon with other inconspicuous things.

For a long time, almost all Phoenixes are masters on this path, except for a few who are born without talent.

Huang Xuan asked: "What's the name of this song?"

"Huh?" Huang Yan was taken aback, if there were music titles like Bandari in the fantasy world of Xin Dao, it would be very offensive, right?So she thought for a while and said, "I heard someone play it by chance, and I don't know the name."

Huang Xuan: "Isn't this your song?"

Huang Yan: "Do you think I am such a talented person?"

Huang Xuan thought about it, and asked: "Where did you hear this song?"

Seeing the way she saw Lie Xinxi, it was obvious that she wanted to meet each other and discuss about folk arts together.

But it's better to think about it in a dream.

Huang Yan lied without changing her face: "Dream."

Huang Xuan: "..."

"It's really in a dream." Seeing Huang Xuan looking at herself suspiciously, Huang Yan's eyes were sincere.

Huang Xuan thought to herself that there was no need for the other party to lie to herself, and it would not be of any benefit to her, so she didn't ask any more questions, but felt a little regretful.

The night was getting darker, I don't know how long it had passed, and when Huang Yan was so bored that she started counting fireflies, Huang Xuan kicked her: "She fell asleep."

Huang Yan's spirit lifted, she immediately jumped off the cloud: "Old Ancestor, remember to fish me up before Xiaofang wakes up!"

"........."

Huang Xuan watched helplessly as Huang Yan jumped down into the tree hole and quickly fell asleep with Fang Ke in her arms, for some reason she felt uncomfortable.

Thinking of her majesty, where is she not worshiped by others, and now she is not only an old lady who follows the juniors to clean up the mess, but also watches them play the piano and say love?

Huang Xuan, the real leftover fighter, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels bad. Even this kind of bad-witted person has a girlfriend, why is she still alone?

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Fang Ke lazily twisted her body, struggled for a while before getting up from the bed, her eyes were a little dazed.

She didn't sleep much in the first half of the night, but Fang Ke slept soundly in the second half of the night, but she was a little annoyed because of this, after all, this is not home, she probably didn't know what happened if she slept so soundly and was killed!

Fang Ke felt that her fighting spirit was really being worn down a little bit, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. She always felt that she seemed to be sleeping with Huang Yan in her arms yesterday, but if Huang Yan really came to sleep, she wouldn't have any information. There was nothing left, and there was no strange smell in the air.

Shaking her head, Fang Ke thought she was thinking too much, after all, her vigilance was not so low that she couldn't even notice that there was an extra person lying beside her, and she was not Huang Yan.

Fang Ke casually ate a few fruits to satisfy his hunger, and did not stay where he was.

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Shenzhou, outside the city of Yangzhou.

As one of the main cities of the Great Qin Dynasty, it goes without saying that Yangzhou is prosperous. Every day, foreigners come here to pay their respects.

"It's finally here." Huang Yan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Huang Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, she had had enough of the days in the wild, this junior with a bad brain came up with some whimsical and bad ideas, but she was the only one who executed them every time, that's all, every night There was only her sleeping alone on the cloud, but the other two were lingering. It can be said that the more she thought about Huang Xuan, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she felt that she shouldn't be here.

When the grave was dug up, she should have beaten him up and thrown him away, instead of believing that she was lured by her promised tail feather.

If she had known this earlier, she wouldn't have said anything.

But it's all here, so it's too bad to go back directly, after all, Wei Yu hasn't got it yet!

What's more, why did she take advantage of this little bastard to let her white girl vote for her for so long?If the reward doesn't hurt her heartache, she will never go back to the grave again!

Huang Yan didn't know what Huang Xuan was thinking, but even if she knew, she wouldn't care, anyway, the reward wasn't hers...

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