Journey of a Thousand Miles

One is chaos, one is order, one is fuzzy, one is distinct, one is noise, and one is art.

interference?No, I don't think it's an interference to Kong Cheng Jue Sing, not only is it not an interference, but it's the only thing that can be called beautiful on this impetuous battlefield.

So, play to your heart's content.Let him, too, listen to him.

Enjoy it as much as you want.

While talking and laughing, the mast and scull were wiped out.Kong Cheng Jue Sing suddenly thought of this sentence, probably it is the state of mind of a general.

In this boss battle, from the beginning to the end, Kongcheng Juesong and Qingming never met head-on. He used his mind to command his army to forge ahead, and she used her music to motivate her companion to persevere. The contest between the two was carried out invisibly. with.

Qingming speaks very beautifully, but the guild is not up to date.The situation was clearly and steadily tilting little by little, and the one-quarter lead that Long Xiangge had won was not of much use. Looking back afterwards, it seemed that the outcome had been decided from the very beginning, without any suspense.

Ambitious ambitions are not worth the difference in strength.

Even so, Qingming persisted until the last moment—the last moment when Longxiang Pavilion formally surrendered.Before that, she seemed indifferent to the situation of the battle, no matter how bad her family was, her fingertips never stopped moving.Counting it, every time there is a boss battle, she often plays for a long time. Unless interrupted by the enemy, she will never stop until the winner is decided.That dedication sometimes makes all the members of my family feel sorry for her.He Tu explained with a laugh—"She can practice the piano all day at home, which is not a big deal."

Deng——The song was broken unexpectedly, and the lingering sound lingered, drifting away reluctantly. When Hetu called her, Qingming raised her head and stopped her hand in mid-air.It turned out that the boss had been completely snatched by the Dynasty of God of War. The Dynasty of God of War successfully turned back to the main force. Even though their tank regiment suffered a lot of damage, it was still very strong. At this moment, a line of defense had been erected, ready to face Longxiang Pavilion. "Oh, forget it," Hetu sighed, "I'm unlucky today~ I'm sorry for making everyone busy~"

Qingming was suddenly a little angry, Hetu had the same attitude of muddling through everything as always, even if it was a game he played only after sharpening his head and fighting his mother's wits and courage, so that he just wandered around in all aspects, But he himself never seemed to think there was any problem, he didn't care whether he lost face to his family or himself.After Qingming trained him, he recognized his mistakes and begged for mercy faster than anyone else, which made people feel like he was punched in the cotton.Qingming stared at Hetu for a while, then mumbled out two words, "It's useless."

"Huh?" He Tu, who was scolded suddenly, looked bewildered.

"Oh, you've been rejected by your sister again~" The Playboy never forgot to add insult to injury.

Qingming stood up, took back the guzheng, looked at the direction where the God of War Dynasty was fighting the boss, and said, "Let's go first."

"Ah?" Hetu leaned over and said carefully, "Qingming, are you angry?"

"No." Qingming's voice did not fluctuate, and he still stared there motionlessly.

"What are you going to do, let me accompany you." Hetu said again.

"I told you to go first," Qingming said.

He Tu stuck out his tongue behind her and shrugged his shoulders at Playboy. The rule of their guild is that Qingming is always right, only in this way can there be harmony and happiness, and everyone is happy.Hetu waved his hand, motioning for everyone to retreat.

Qingming stood quietly in the distance alone, like a sculpture. She raised her hand from time to time to brush away the hair blown in front of her by the breeze to show that she was a living person.

Regarding Longxiang Pavilion's actions, the God of War Dynasty was a bit puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, all the members withdrew, but left a Qingming crowd to watch them, what is the meaning?Do you want to learn the skill of Qianli?Although the range of Qingming's weapon is not as good as that of a bow and arrow, it is far beyond that of ordinary people, so I have to guard against it!If so, she is too blatant!Just sit there and enjoy the success, being blind in the God of War Dynasty?

Banpin Mineral Water and others expressed their concerns about Qingming to Kongcheng Jueyong, thinking about killing her altogether, Kongcheng Jueyong laughed and said nothing, letting them concentrate on fighting the boss.Only he understood that she was waiting for him.

Qingming was extremely patient, even though the God of War Dynasty was efficient in fighting bosses, she could not help but wait for quite a while.It's not that she has such a leisurely mood, but a kind of stubbornness. She has an appointment with Kongcheng Juechang, especially the sentence "Then let's finish the fight first." At that time, Qingming really didn't think too much. She must have been so generous that she didn't care about the song of the empty city, but she lost. If she left without saying a word, it would be like running away. This feeling of embarrassment made her very uncomfortable. In order to prove herself Innocent, she must stay, if she loses, she loses, and she can't afford to lose.

The boss fell into the hands of the War God Dynasty without accident, and everyone was not too excited. This is a natural harvest for them, and it is the daily life of the business guild. The boss keepsake was picked up, what should be tidied up, what should be tidied up, and the empty city swan song let everyone disband on the spot.

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and the bustling Yundao gradually returned to deserted, and the empty city went to Qingming, smiling and nodding, "I've been waiting for a long time."

This is their first meeting in the strict sense-the meeting of the role of the deity.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Qingming cut to the chase.

Perhaps many people are very curious about the oldest four guilds, the president personally interviews them, and they have to be excited no matter what, Qingming has no such thoughts. In her eyes, the president of a big guild is no different from a low-level rookie , are young people with Internet addiction.

"Hmm..." Kong Cheng Jue Sing did not refuse, thought for a while, and smiled, "Then play a song?"

Qingming raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Haven't heard enough?"

"I want to listen to a complete, ordinary piece of music, without skills." Kongcheng Juechang said.

The biggest regret of the skills is that they are always taken out of context, over and over again, which inevitably makes people yearn for a hearty experience.

"What do you want to hear?" Qingming waved his wide sleeves and called out the guzheng.A piece of music, 5 minutes, is a breeze.

"Just play what you want." Kong Cheng Jue Sing said.

Qingming was not polite to him, sat down on the spot, and took a deep breath.

Then, slowly and gently, raise your arms.

Deng——

A groan sounded from the strings, echoing with a faint, deep and ethereal lingering sound.

So peaceful, so ethereal, completely different from the clanging music in the battle just now.

Climb - climb - climb -

After the first sound quietly opened the rhythm, Qingming's fingers danced lightly, and the melody gurgled from her fingertips. Every syllable seemed to be able to sing a thousand times of lingering, sometimes bright and warm like the sun, sometimes dark If the girl whispers, strumming the strings is even more beautiful, a string of musical tones glides like flowing water, so moving, it makes people linger on.

The whole piece of music is profound and melodious, with no obvious excitement or depression. Listening to it, people will enter a state of emptiness.

In front of the song of the empty city, a woman was lowering her head, immersed in her performance seriously.One or two strands of her hair were mischievously scattered from the bun, and her fingers danced on the strings like elves. It felt like she was not plucking the strings, but casting magic on the zither. The rhythm of the sky is emanating from her fingers, no, from her body.

In his sight, it was full of her, to hazy two of her, and then to a blank.Different from the sensuality and impetuosity of the flood of modern pop music, this kind of introverted tranquility and elegance made him amazed after a long absence.

When the song is over, the aftertaste is gone.It can only be understood, not expressed in words.

"Papapa——" After a long while, Kongcheng Juechang, who came back to his senses, applauded.

In fact, he has no research on musical instruments. People who love reading may not necessarily like music. He dare not say that he likes it.

However, after the song, he had the urge to record it and play it on a loop.

He doesn't know what level Qingming is, it seems to be very powerful, anyway, he thinks it sounds good, that's enough.

Qingming brushed her hair back, stood up, brushed and took back the zither.

"What song is this?" Kong Cheng Jue Sing asked.

""Fishing Boat Sings Evening"." Qingming said.

"Hmm... I can feel it." Kong Cheng Jue Sing said, "It's amazing."

I heard this kind of talk a lot in LDM, Qingming didn't respond, she smoked the pipe hanging on her waist, lit it, took a puff casually, and after a while, white smoke curled out.

Can't help laughing at the song in the empty city, "Girls, why do you like smoking?"

Qingming glanced at him, "Be careful what you say, who stipulated that girls can't smoke at home?"

Kong Cheng Jue Sing was startled, and quickly apologized, "I said something wrong, please forgive me."

Qingming ignored him, and let out the smoke again.

"Give me a bite too?" Kongcheng Juechang suddenly stretched out his hand.

Qingming frowned, "You are really shameless."

"what?"

"You don't pay attention to first-come-first-served boss fights. If you smoke a cigarette, you have to share it. Isn't that shameful?" Qingming said.

Sister, who cares about first-come, first-served bosses these days?Kong Cheng Jue Sing thought in his heart, but did not refute her, a man must be a gentleman.

"I will try to come earlier next time." Kongcheng Juechang replied.

After all, the song of the empty city did not smoke Qingming's pipe, and Qingming was not interested in chatting with him. This matter is over, and there will be a later date.

It can only be that there will be a period later... LDM is very big and small, and there will be a chance for them to meet again sooner or later.

Maybe.

The Clan of My Name kept a low profile for a while, and after everyone had almost recovered their levels, they became arrogant again, claiming that the king is back.

King, your uncle... Can the bragging of the clan of my name have a score?

No.

"Comrades!" At this moment, Qianli was holding a trumpet and leading the people of my family to make a fuss.

This is the fifth floor, the land of ghosts. Not long after the Holy Son Cain was discovered, today, somehow, all the guilds came in a particularly timely manner, and thus formed a state of everyone staring at the boss together—on the bright side Staring blankly, they are secretly gathering large troops!I never thought that the clan of my name suddenly became noisy without knowing what was stimulated.

"Oh!" Hearing Qianli's call, everyone responded in unison.

"who are we!"

"The Clan of My Name—!"

"We have defeated the vast alliance!"

"Oh--!"

"We defeated the God of War Dynasty!"

"Oh--!"

"We defeated Zui Xilou!"

"Oh--!"

"We defeated Zongheng!"

"Oh--!"

"We defeated the Light of God!"

"Oh--!"