Law of the Devil

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Chapter 217 [Forced Realm]

Above Lake Lulan, smoke waves abound. The water was bright and soft like satin, and the boat was on top of the lake. If you look down, the lake was green, directly into the human heart, but it was still transparent, like a piece of emerald.

And this is the only place in Tessa province where you can see some charming greenery. Huyang trees above the lake, shallow grass on the ground. It's the only place where the wind and sand are rarely seen all year round, not even the wind, like the rest of the northwest, blows on your face like a knife cutter.

It is obviously the Northwest Wilderness, but here it seems to reveal a few points of southern water township. The Lan Lake is a rare freshwater lake, with fresh and sweet water and abundant fish to feed fishermen in the small villages surrounding the lake.

But a few days ago, the Duke ordered that the ship be banned on Lake Lan for a month. At this moment, a huge lake in Lulan, overlooking the lake, has no boat. The “sunset movies, boat dots” of the past are invisible.

At this moment in the sunset, the evening is like a fire, and the clouds of fire in the sky are like the sky is boiling. The northwest sky, especially when winter and spring alternate without the wind and sand, is extraordinarily blue, and blue can't help but admire it.

Just below the blue sky, the red cloud, the blue water lining, Dewey was manned above the lake.

Under his feet is a circular, about five meters of an ice plate. Floating on the lake is like a jade dish.

This was frozen by Dewey using ice magic to get water, just above the heart of the lake, with such a small foothold.

And with Dewey's magical power at this moment, he has a slight deficiency in magic, but on top of the magical manipulation, because in the magic society, he has obtained the results of the lifelong research of a large number of magicians, plus he already understood the power of superman, the news strongly remembers, and now the learning in his heart is even more remarkable.

It was even more useful to teach him a magic array, at this moment beneath the lake, hidden six magic crystals at the bottom of the lake, distant and constant magic slowly forced out, constantly injected cold air into the ice plate to keep the ice from melting, and the six magic crystals formed a shape of a six-mounted star hidden under the lake. The jade disc was more firmly anchored in the center of the six-mounted star, forming a solidified island.

At this moment, Dewey floated in a black robe and stood on this ice plate. The sky was blue, the evening glow was red, the lake was blue, and under the support of these, he seemed to float like dust, as if he was no longer a person in this world...

On this ice plate, Dewey's body was covered with a thick leather cushion, and Dewey sat on it looking relaxed, lazy, eyes squeezed, and within reach was a fine bottle of wine. The red liquor liquid, after the ice plate below, the bottle has developed a silk chill, and a grain of water beads came out on the bottle wall, which is very eye-catching.

Dewey sighed softly, grabbed the bottle by the hand, sent it to her mouth for a small sip, sighed comfortably and sighed slowly: “Okay... Alas, I've been in the northwest for so long, but I never thought of such a good way to enjoy it. ”

After that, he suddenly slipped a robe, under the magician's black robe, and Dewey simply sealed the magic bag that Gandalf had given himself, forming a pocket. That magic bag was originally a storage item, so that the pocket in Dewey's robe became a huge storage pocket...

Well, like a mechanical cat, Dewey couldn't bear laughing.

He touched it out of his pocket, not something else, but the same instrument.

Even if the musicians from all over the Roland continent came together, I'm afraid no one would recognize this instrument.

This jump is about a metre long and brilliant, with a total of 18 strings. The body is dark red.

This, Heran is an ancient kite!

This is something that Dewey has hired several musicians in Langcheng to make in recent days. There was no such thing on the mainland of the original building, but the harp is the most important thing when it comes to harp. Fortunately, most of these stringing instruments have similarities, and Dewey explained them over and over again, and finally came up with three or five, and after the test, Dewey picked out the most beautiful piece of sound in her hand.

At this moment, Dewey flipped up and sat down. This ancient kite lay flat in front of him. After one hand gently touched the string, his fingers gently moved and immediately a long note burst out...

How can Dewey manipulate this stuff, but it's not in this life anymore?

In the world where he lived in his previous life, the education to fill the duck was speechless, and he preferred to do superficial articles, that is, "become a whore and set up a brand store”, clearly the education to fill the duck, but every year he shouted a few false slogans of “quality education”. So, the top management also put up a few empty names to use as a cover. One of the biggest guises is: personal specialties such as vocal beauty, which can be added to the college entrance exam.

American name: comprehensive development.

However, this threshold is raised, for example, in terms of music, unless you are in the top of a regional provincial or municipal competition, it is absolutely not your turn to add these good things. Imagine such a high threshold, how many would benefit? Most people still honestly go to endorsement, do the duck filling thing. The so-called qualitative education, comprehensive development, is just a whore's parlor.

Dewey's past life was nothing like that. Since he was a child, he had studied ancient kites. He had been forced by his parents, but it was strange. Finally, he mixed the top three players in a city competition. Finally, he added some points to the college entrance exam, and mixed them into a good university.

However, this kind of kite is the most time-consuming thing, and it can never be practiced without a lot of effort. And this thing, heavy not to say, is also curvy and widow. Don't look at this thing as elegant. There are actually very few people in Dewey's past life who can understand it.

When Dewey was younger, her parents forced her to practice for a few years, and after college, she didn't really touch it. And... the most depressing thing is that every time those fellow sex wolves go on a guitar for a few days, they can play behind their backs under the girls' dormitory, causing those silly girls who don't understand to scream and cheer and make a talented name for themselves.

But can a guitar, a popular and simple instrument, be compared to a kite? When I looked at a bunch of senior brothers, I hugged a broken guitar and played a "look at the girl across the street", so I could hook up the girls' eyes. It really made Dewey hate me: I was practicing ancient kites, this thing is heavy and heavy, I can't hold such a big guy to the girls' dormitory to show off?

If I did... I'm afraid I'd be treated like an idiot!

I've only seen men play guitar in female hostels, and I've never seen anyone play an ancient kite.

Hate, though, although Dewey's old kites were a little wasted, they would still be taken out and practiced every New Year's Eve. After all, this thing from primary school, though forced by parents, has gradually become a habit.

After coming to the heresy, I haven't touched it in so many years, but suddenly it flipped out for a few days... nothing else, but for the first one to come to my trouble... the dragon!

According to information brought back by Hussein, the eldest son of the Dragon clan chief is extremely powerful in magic, especially dragon magic. However, its weakness is not something else… simply to summarize, that is, two words:

acting pretentious.

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It's not something that anyone can do. Well played, that's called pretending. But if it doesn't work, you're a fool.

The Dragon Prince, the eldest son of the Dragon Nation and one of the most powerful magicians in the Dragon Nation, seems to be extremely obsessed with sound.

I heard that this dragon was a dragon chief who sneaked into the world, visited musicians, was very good at the music of the human world, harp organ, none of it.

The prince's obsession with music is quite strange among the Dragons. It is said to be lifelike and is particularly good at harp. This Dragon Nation, born with different human structure, one hand of human is five fingers, deviate from this Dragon Nation, ordinary Red Dragon Green Dragon is two fingers, and the king among the Dragon Nation - Golden Dragon, is only four fingers.

And in sound, the four fingers are just the best ingredients that are born to play the piano. I heard that the dragons were punished by spirits, but guarded over the mountains of the gods and prevented the exiled races of the north from returning to the Roland mainland. Every time some of the exiled races tried to cross the areas guarded by the dragons, they often killed themselves with the dragons.

This dragon prince, perennially sitting on the top of Shenshan, watching the killing wind in the north, in a slaughter, understanding the music, accustomed to life and death after the blotting, gave birth to a slight enlightenment, often looking at the northern part of Shenshan, sitting just one day, and playing the piano out. The sound made the dragons obsessed.

Even once, even a few northern exiled race adventurers came under the mountain, had not tried to cross the restricted zone, heard the prince's voice, dissent, gray thoughts, and turned away far away.

Since then, the Dragon Prince has also acquired a nickname, called “King of Qin" among the Dragons. Later, everyone thought that this “King” was not magical enough, so they simply upgraded it to a level, renamed it “Qin Emperor”.

Among the dragons, the eight-finger emperor, although not necessarily a master who convinces every dragon, is also respected by everyone.

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As the sun gradually fell, Dewey sank his head for a long time, smiled lightly on his face, then suddenly his hands shook, and the sound fluttered. An ancient song came out of his hands...

He didn't play for many years, although his technique was a lot less drastic, but he played every day these days, and he also picked up a lot of talent back then. At this moment, Dewey's heart is flawless, his fingers are light, his right handkerchief, chopping, picking, wiping, picking, hooking, shaking, shooting, etc., his left hand pressing, sliding, rubbing, trembling... the sound of the violin is shaking from time to time, gradually turbulent, and finally the hidden sound of the violin sounds like a little wind! The wind whistled, but it didn't sting, it fell into people's ears. Instead, it felt refreshing and exciting in the dark!

This song, Battle Typhoon, is one of the ten most famous songs of the ancient kite, and one of Dewey's own favorite songs of the year. Unlike most of the songs of the ancient kite, the song has a rather northwesterly and pale taste.

A song played down, waiting for the last note, Dewey fingered, like a golden iron horse, the wind stopped whistling, finally Dewey Haha laughed, then shook his sleeve, picked up the bottle next to him, drank a large sigh up, sighed for a long time, and suddenly smiled slightly at the empty lake in front of him: "If a guest has arrived, why don't you talk? Was it my harp, like your ear? ”

This is a casual question.

But just over ten meters away in front of Dewey, the air seemed to twist suddenly, and then a figure slowly emerged, the strange guest who had been asking Dewey in the hotel in Langcheng before. The man's face showed a slight surprise at this moment, with a strange voice: “Yippee? The Duchess is truly remarkable. Can you see my dragon clan's invisible spell? ”

The man suddenly appeared, and Dewey's face was faint, and a strange flash flashed in his eyes.

Shit... do you really think I've seen your invisibility trick?

Dewey smiled in the heart.

Actually, where does Dewey get that kind of skill? He's just pretending.

He's been sitting on this lake for three days, from morning to night. For the past three days, he has been sitting on this ice plate every day. Though seemingly elegant, with a thick leather cushion underneath his ass, Dewey has already suffered!

The cold air under his ass would have numbed Dewey's ass a long time ago. If this dragon hadn't come back... I'm afraid Dewey would be sitting out with hemorrhoids!

As for breaking the dragon's invisibility? That's bullshit.

In fact, Dewey sat on this ice plate every day for the past three days, playing every song, deliberately pointing out loud at the air, and saying this in a highly unpredictable way. Dewey has deliberately spoken to the air a hundred or two times over the past few days in the guise of "now that a guest has arrived”!

Sure enough, Dewey did it! This dragon looked at this juvenile duke sitting on an ice plate in alarm and really thought he had seen his invisibility spell!

This young duke... it's not easy!

“You have this instrument, what is it? How come I've never seen it before?” Prince Dragon's eyes filled with enthusiasm, looking at Dewey's kite.

Dewey smiled, “It's just a little bit of self-entertainment that I've come up with myself. Guests may be listening? ”

Prince Dragon can't help it!

He created it himself?

With its preference for human tone, it is not hard to hear. The tone of this ancient kite is unique. Whether it refers to law or curvature, it is completely unique and has no sense of greenness!

He invented this? Look how young he is. How can he do that? So in terms of sound genius and creation, this centuries-old dragon of his own is out of sight!!

Dewey's butt was frozen, and the tall man's smile didn't retreat. He looked at the first prince of the Dragon clan in front of him, and suddenly he smiled softly. He whispered with his hands on the strings, and a short, slaughtered note jumped out, and he heard Dewey sighing softly: “The guest walked strangely, lurking, to see that your face is peaceful, but the eyes contain killings... You know that the ears and eyes of a man are easy to conceal, but the sound is like the heart of a man, but it cannot be concealed... Alas...”

After that, Dewey suddenly grew up and suddenly pulled a long sword out of the magic bag in his arms.

The Dragon Prince smiled coldly and looked at Dewey with a sword in his hand, but was not afraid. It is one of the strongest men in the Dragon Nation, Dewey, don't say that you have a sword in your hand, even with thousands of army horses, don't put it in its eyes. Just look at Dewey and say draw the sword, the dragon prince can't help but create a slight disappointment...

Oh, so that's how he is?

Prince Dragon couldn't help but lose his mind. It just lurked in, but heard the song "Battle Typhoon" by Dewey. You should know that this song "Battle Typhoon" is just one of the famous breakthroughs of ancient kites. It is a generation classic. Although Dewey lost 56% of his talent in that year, after all, there is no such thing as ancient kites on the Lulan mainland.

The dragon prince who likes the sound of the music sees the hunting heart, so he hides his hands in the dark. One song comes down, and he listens like a drunk! I just feel like none of the music I've ever heard in my life compares to the performance of this young Duke! And rarely, this young duke, beneath the blue sky and the red clouds, sits alone on an ice plate, playing a song, and is even more stunning! A lazy look, very tall and unpredictable, that condescending spirit is also really heartbreaking!

Prince Dragon is also a very knowledgeable person, I just feel that life contact, no one can match the temperament of this juvenile duke! It's so elegant and so mysterious!

In this way, even if he is the enemy, the dragon prince cannot help but bear a few points in his heart. It was originally a dragon who liked elegance, and seeing someone like Dewey at the moment, that kind of wind really reduced the hostility in his heart by a few points.

But Dewey pulled out his sword when he finished his sentence, which was a bit more vulgar and rude. He frowned on Prince Dragon, disappointed in his heart, but also added a little ease: OK, so he was just like that, so I took his life and I couldn't feel too guilty in my heart.

His face changed, his eyes revealed a slight killer. He was about to speak. Dewey suddenly raised his hand with a sword...

Kah!!!!

But after seeing a cold light, this kite in front of Dewey was cut out of it by Dewey's sword! Then Dewey sighed and lifted her hands to break the violin and threw it into the lake along the edge of the ice plate...

At first sight, Prince Long couldn't help but be surprised: "What are you doing? How can such a magical instrument be rudely destroyed! ”

Dewey sighed, turned around, looked at the red clouds on the sky, the wind was light and cloudy, and said, “The rhythm of the qin is like the heart of man, most of all, you can't suffer a little fan, once you get dirty, you lose clarity... Alas, my qin is good, but I dyed your killing breath, the heart is no longer pure, how can you play a clear voice? This violin, don't do it! ”

When Prince Long listened, his unconscious face changed color, he just felt this little teenager standing on the ice plate, looking at the sky, really made himself ashamed of himself, the killing machine in his eyes, unconscious, there is no more than half a dozen left to dissipate...

I just feel that this Dewey in front of me, no matter how charming, and this ghostly tone, is really one of the characters I've seen, and not half of them are comparable! Especially when he saw Dewey cut off his own violin with a sword and threw it at the bottom of the lake, but said that it was tainted by his own killing. Even more so, he had to create a little guilt in his heart!

Compared to him... what am I?

At this moment, how much is left in his mind to take Dewey's life and to make Dewey his enemy?

Dewey almost broke his stomach, his face was pale, but his heart laughed: "I'm trying to act like I'm in the right place!" Prince Dragon! Prince Dragon, look at you!

(This chapter is 6,000 words, there will be more later...)

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