Clean, silent, melancholy, blurred When these adjectives appear in a person's body at the same time, then this person is most likely a literary and artistic youth, if he sees restrained enthusiasm in his eyes at the same time, then this literary and artistic youth is mostly engaged in music.
At this time, there was such a person in front of everyone, a handsome uncle with a stubble on his face who looked embarrassed but handsome.
Dressed in a cyan cloth dress casually rolled up the cuffs, the skin exposed to the eyes was as delicate as a girl, and the long hair was uncombed and let it hang down.
"Who are you" Siamese Shasa didn't tease and torture Amy anymore, his body muscles jumped tightly, and his whole mind was attracted to the man who appeared in front of him.
This is a very strange man, because he can't see through this person, but the other party can appear quietly near the left, which means that this is not a good stubble.
Uncle Shuai didn't seem to have much interest in the Siamese Rakshasa, so he turned his gaze to Amy first, and nodded with admiration in his eyes, "Good chest shape."
Then he took off his blue coat and threw it over.
Amy's face was dark, this should be considered a joke, vulgar to say that it is a hooligan, but she can't get a seizure with the cloth in her hand, because Amy really can't see any lewdness in those eyes, just like a sculptor full of art, even in the face of a smooth model, all he thinks about is how to use the female body to express the beauty of the world.
"Although the law of darkness has a powerful attack, it is not suitable for a beautiful woman like you, and it is difficult to reach the end of a law that is too extreme."
The sudden comment was as inexplicable as the sound of the Siamese Khashasa just commented, so that Amy couldn't judge the deep meaning of these words for a while, and only thought about who this person was.
And the handsome uncle's gaze on her was only for a moment, and then he looked at the baby, or the mermaid standing behind the baby Appreciating, moving, fascinated and a touch of weird relief, it's hard to imagine that a pair of eyes can express these similar feelings in layers.
But strangely enough, Amy just felt it "What a beautiful singing, like a wisp of clear spring purifying people's hearts, and only the purest and kindest people can sing such pure songs" Uncle Shuai applauded as if no one was around, and he even took a step forward in excitement, perhaps because he realized that he was just wearing simple white underwear now, and he paused again.
On the other side, Siamese Shasa narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had raised his vigilance to the highest level in his heart for this inexplicable person.
The other party is ignoring him, and this kind of ignorance is not the kind of deliberately annoying person pretending not to see, but really not taking him seriously Siamese Shasa narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped his fists and said: "This friend doesn't know where he came from, if he doesn't want to pass by, don't worry about the gossip of the corpse mountain." ” Uncle Shuai looked at him and replied: "You are here for the singing, what are you here to do Well, the corpse mountain turned out to be a master of the six major sects, but I haven't heard of you before."
The Siamese Rakshasa gave the other party enough faces and steps, but the completely incomprehensible posture of this thing also made him even more angry, but in the end he continued: "Personal vendetta is just that, since Your Excellency is passing by unintentionally, it is better not to meddle in things." ” Uncle Shuai blinked, "If I don't care, then what are you going to do with these three girls?"
The Siamese Khashasa had already written his dissatisfaction on his face, "It's not Your Excellency's turn. ” Uncle Shuai looked at the three women behind the Siamese Shasa, and then his face was full of bitterness, and he said to himself: "Pity me, I went south and north to find heirs and found nothing, but you are such an adulterous person who casually harmed so many talented and beautiful jades, alas, how unfair God is."
Hearing this, Siamese Shashasa shook his face unnaturally, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is pulling left and right but has no intention of leaving, but you really don't take the corpse mountain in your eyes."
Uncle Shuai really thought about it with his chin on his chin when he heard this, and after a while, he nodded very cutely and seriously: "That's right" Siam Rakshasa choked suddenly, well, this can be said to be neat, saying that this person is too shameless, with the corpse mountain of the strongest mountain master in the world, who dares not to put it in his eyes But as soon as he said this, he also understood, I am afraid that I will not be good today, and I can't fight this battle if I don't want to.
Uncle Shuai saw at a glance the intention of the Siamese Rakshasa to make a move, shook his head and said: "Actually, I don't like to meddle too much, but if such a kind girl falls into your hands, not only will she be innocent, but I am afraid that she will never hear the song of such a pure heart in the future."
"Say so much, take it," Siamese Shasa released in a rage, and the countless voices in his hand were overwhelmingly cut through.
Seeing this, Uncle Shuai lightly clasped his hands together, and with a twist of his index finger and thumb, he pulled out a silk thread that shimmered dazzlingly in the sun, and the silk thread seemed to be absent, although it could be seen clearly, but there was no shadow under the sun Uncle Shuai shook the silk thread lightly in one hand and the other hand, and this thin silk thread actually touched the silk thread one by one, and then the bouncing sound sounded, and the Siamese Rakshasa hand was suddenly empty, and all the sound lines disappeared and turned into nothingness in the sky.
The Siamese Rakshasa was cold, like a monkey falling into the palm of the Buddha, no matter how you tossed but still couldn't escape.
This feeling that life and death are only in the thoughts of others makes him feel bad.
Uncle Shuai shook his head with some regret, "The purpose of bunching the sound into a line is not to cut and fight, but to record the beauty of the world with rhyme."
As he spoke, he bent and pulled the silk threads of his fingertips into the palm of his hand and turned them into a tiny five-stringed piano, and his fingers played and tinkled.
Look at the realm of others, this is the real man who travels the mountains and rivers with his own sound effects This hand undoubtedly instantly convinced the women, especially the baby's shining and adoring eyes, but there was no pen and paper in his hand, otherwise he would have to ask for an autograph and take a group photo.
Siamese Shashasa has a blue face, he has never seen a pretending to be 13 like this, "Then let me see if your voice can record the sorrow of your death" The figure suddenly retreated into the three women, put his hands between the three women, and then opened his mouth, the four voices immediately mixed together, and a terrifying soundcannon burst out, the space distorted by the soundcannon for a long time and could not be recovered, as the flight trajectory lengthened, a tornado composed of sound waves and spatial turbulence rushed horizontally.
Uncle Shuai took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly, and the sound line in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a drumstick, a short drumstick only the length of a small arm, which is the kind of beating the drum kit.
Even though the cannonball tornado was close at hand, he was still indifferent, and just regretted: "Why don't you understand, I asked you to talk more just to let you say a few more lines before you die."
It's just a pity that there are always people who take my kindness for cowardice. ” boom There were no drums, but everyone clearly heard a crisp drum sound, and a layer of rippling fluctuations radiated through the sound cannon tornado, and the tornado scattered space was calm.
Affecting the Siamese Shasa, his form suddenly stopped, and his frightened eyes and expressions froze on his face.
Passing the three women, the black robes fell to the ground, revealing their energetic but no longer spiritually delicate bodies.
At this point, the drumming disappeared, and Uncle Shuai put away the drumstick and slowly crossed the Siamese Khashasa to the third girl, and said with sad eyes: "It's a pity that I couldn't find you, and the only thing I can do for you is to transcend."
Saying that, the drumstick reappeared, and the next second there was the sound of a wooden fish, and it was only then that Amy and Baby Beibei could see clearly that what he was striking was only the void The sound of the wooden fish lasted for about ten seconds, and after it was over, the three girls fell to the ground, their faces were relieved and satisfied, and Uncle Shuai sighed: "I hope you can have a good birth in your next life." ” Then he turned around and walked towards Amy and the others, but when he passed by the Siamese Rakshasa, he still did not move, and then Amy finally found that the Siamese Rakshasa's eyes had taken on a lifeless gray.
Uncle Shuai stopped in front of Amy, looked at the pair of batwings behind him with interest, and said with a smile: "Female demons, it's really rare, but I heard that female demons have the natural ability to charm, or through dancing or through voice, so you are good at sound."
The corners of Amy's mouth twitched, who dares to say in front of you that he is good at voice, can we still have a pleasant chat "The future of learning the laws of darkness is bleak, why don't you learn to sing with me, I'll teach you" Uncle Shuai grinned a smile that he thought was very sunny, but he didn't know that the nervousness in his eyes betrayed him.
Amy couldn't help but roll her eyes, the future of the dark law naturally can't be full of light, but then how can this guy be so strong Amy paused for a moment and didn't know what the other party's conspiracy was, but she was afraid that this guy would play the piano and beat the drum if she didn't say a word, so she swallowed her saliva and asked, "I don't know your name yet."
Uncle Shuai was stunned for a moment and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I forgot that, well, my name is Feng Teng." ” Amy was embarrassed, and couldn't bear it: "The ghost knows who Feng Teng is, your identity, which sect, where to eat, and what kind of family composition you have to say something other than your name."
The scene was quiet, Amy roared in a cold sweat, and we actually yelled at a person who was so strong that it was outrageous Brush the big tree blinked and scratched the back of his head, "It's my fault, I forgot again, I remember that my nephew said that when recruiting disciples, you have to say your name or something."
Well, I am the deputy master of Tianyin Fang, known as Feng Teng of the Voice of the Earth.
Uh, do you want to learn to sing with me?"
"Learn to sing with you, can you help me save the young master" The baby interjected.
Feng Teng asked: "Will your young master stop you from learning to sing with me?"
Baby: "No. ” Feng Teng: "Then I'll save it" Amy is messy t1706231537: