Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fang Lang patted Ssangyong on the shoulder, and asked with more interest: "How do you two boys compare to this wolf now?"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exchanged glances, both of them saw the ambition of each other's eyes, and they unanimously said: "Maybe it's not as good now, but it won't be long before we can beat him!" Of course they have this confidence. From the ordinary gangsters who didn't know a little bit of kung fu to stir the world now, their talents have long given them an extraordinary starting point.

Song Yuzhi looked at Ba Fenghan with blinking beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but said: "Then you, who are you better than him?"

Fang Lang glanced at this girl rather speechlessly, then asked, "Do you think this kid is stronger than your father?"

"Of course he is still inferior to my father." Song Yuzhi pouted, but he understood what Fang Lang meant, but she hadn't seen Fang Lang doing it for so long since she knew him, and she couldn't help being curious, and then immediately said. : "However, the heroic spirit of this post Fenghan is the strongest I have ever met with people of my generation."

"A wolf on the grassland naturally doesn't know what it means to be sharp and sharp, and what is to return to the original." Fang Lang smiled and rubbed Song Yuzhi's head. Suddenly, he raised his brow slightly and said with a meaningful smile: "Hurry up and put your ears up. Prepare to hear the true purpose of this banquet."

what?

Both Ssangyong and Song Yuzhi looked at him suspiciously.

At this time, Xiao Sheng suddenly sounded.

The sound of the flute is so wonderful, frustrating and impermanent. Every time in the space where swords and swords are attacked, it seems to be hidden, but the wonderful place does not have a certain tone in the syllable. It seems to be an improvisation that is waved randomly, but it is unbelievable. Blended in the sound of swords and swords, the breath between the notes and the transitions between the phrases and the phrases are expressed through the fusion of flute sound. Even if there are interruptions, the listening will only last forever and after death. Lingering feeling.

With his knowledge of fire, he has reached the pinnacle of Xiao Dao Huajing!

With the sound of Xiaoyin suddenly high and generous, and suddenly murmured, high to infinite, low to infinite, everyone was stunned for a while.

The two people who were still fighting in the center of the venue also suddenly reduced their murderous spirit, and even the desire to fight disappeared.

Fang Lang listened and smiled. This kind of classical music gives people a sense of cleansing, which is indeed very charming.

Ssangyong and Song Yuzhi also listened in a daze. The sound of the flute has changed from intermittent to endless entanglement, but it turns softer and thinner. Although it fills every inch of the space in the quiet and inaudible hall, there is something from infinite distance. Unpredictable.And the intoxicating music is like a series of sounds of nature muttering alone in a mysterious and lonely world, evoking everyone's deep pain and joy, and the unbearable sadness that can be chanted.

The Xiaoyin turned again, and a kind of extremely restrained enthusiasm bloomed through the bright and symmetrical notes, as if to gently tell the story in everyone's heart.

Xiaoyin takes a short break.

Wang Tong had forgotten Ba Fenghan early at this time, and his murderous intentions disappeared. He raised his head and sighed in a bleak tone: "No matter, after listening to Miss Shi's song, I might not be able to hear good news again in the future. Miss Xiao art is not only exhausted. De Nainiang really passed on, and she was still young and blue, and Wang Tong worshipped her."

At this point, everyone knew that Wang Tong and Shi Qingxuan had a deep connection.Seeing him mentioning Shi Qingxuan's mother, his eyes were faintly with tears, and he guessed that there had been a fruitless love.

Ouyang Xiyi's beaming eyes also revealed a gentle color, and said loudly: "Qingxuan immortal driving is here, why not come in and see, so that uncle can see how much you look like Xiuxin."

Everyone was amazed, and then they realized that it was no wonder that she had never seen this famous and mysterious beauty. It turned out that she had come here at this time and resolved a vicious fight with peerless Xiaoyi.

Ba Feng said coldly: "If I can see Miss Fangrong, I will have no regrets in Ba Feng's death."

A soft sigh came from the eaves, and only a ray of sweet and soft female voice that could not be metaphorized by any words came into the hall and said: "If you meet and fight, you will not see. Qingxuan is hereby appointed by her mother to serve the two worlds. Bo played a piece of music. Now that the matter is over, Qing Xuan will go."

Everyone in the hall immediately rushed and spoke out to stay.

Fang Lang's eyes flashed, and suddenly his figure moved, and he walked towards the place where the sound of the flute sound came from under all the eyes.

"Eh, Fang Lang!" Song Yuzhi exclaimed, but Ssangyong next to him immediately followed him after looking at each other. Not far away, Ba Fenghan and the beauty in white disappeared at the same time.

Song Yuzhi only curled his lips, looked helplessly around the chaotic surroundings, thought about it, and moved in the direction Fang Lang had left.

When Fang Lang caught up with Shi Qingxuan, he was already on the outskirts, and the deep forest was very quiet and secluded under the shining of the moonlight. The woman in the gauze in the distance was even more immortal, and the jade flute in her hand was even more hers. Adds a fascinating taste.

Having caught up, Shi Qingxuan stopped and looked back, she didn't know Fang Lang, and her voice softly said: "Qingxuan just came to play at her mother's death, and will go back to live in seclusion afterwards. Why not chase after her? Don't you."

Fang Lang looked at the veil on the fairy’s face with some regrets. He sketched the beauty of this beautiful woman in his heart. He smiled slightly and said, “My name is Fang Lang. I have heard of Fairy Shi’s name a long time ago. Everyone is curious, so please don’t blame the abruptness."

"Fang Lang." Shi Qingxuan said the name again without any impression.

"It's just a nameless pawn." Fang Lang smiled, "Why didn't the fairy lift the veil and treat people with sincerity."

"It's nothing, why mess with the dust." Shi Qingxuan doesn't believe that Fang Lang is an unknown person. In this world, she can catch up with her from such a far place, and she is basically a martial arts master. After all, her own martial arts attainments are not low. Naturally, Fang Lang's temperament was completely integrated.

Hearing this Zen saying, Fang Lang shrugged indifferently, and said lightly: "I believe we are destined, maybe someday we will meet a fairy again."

After a moment of silence, Shi Qingxuan looked at Fang Lang from a distance and said: "Since your curiosity has been satisfied, please don't follow." As she said, she suddenly put Yuxiao to her lips and played for a short while. After that, the figure disappeared into the night...