Chapter 48: Ambition is arrogant, a hero is lonely
Chapter 48: Ambition is strong and arrogant, but heroes are inherently lonely
Although it was gloomy in the morning, it didn't rain. However, after breakfast, the big raindrops were like broken beads, falling down and making a crater on the ground.
Look at this day, it is no longer possible to go to Quting Mountain to practice. The spiritual energy down there is no better than on the mountain, so Tang Feng did not waste the Bailing Pill and sat on the bed to practice the second level of the Impermanence Art.
Having just made a breakthrough yesterday, Tang Feng naturally did not dare to relax and wanted to consolidate his current strength as soon as possible.
But after practicing for just a moment, the voices of three women came to my ears, chirping like a lark singing.
They say one woman is equal to five hundred ducks, but here were fifteen hundred ducks quacking in Tang Feng's ears.
Yanliu Pavilion is only so big, and their voices are extremely penetrating. Even if Tang Feng wants to, he can't listen. If it were just like this, Tang Feng would pass by Ren Ren, but after a while, there were Gu Zheng and Yao.
The sound of the piano was heard, and they started playing and singing on the spot.
Which one is unbearable? Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it! Tang Feng was angry from the bottom of his heart, and his hatred grew in his courage, and he was furiously preparing to go to the three women to settle accounts.
Kicking open their door, Tang Feng wielded his golden sword, assumed a majestic posture, and shouted in a deep voice: "You..."
As soon as Meng'er saw Tang Feng, she immediately jumped up, walked over and grabbed his big hand, dragged him into the room, and said happily: "I told Mr. Feng that he would come over when he heard the sound. He used to like Guzheng and Yao very much."
The piano player also sings very beautifully, and the lingering sound lingers for three days, making the senior sisters feel inferior every time, and several people are full of praise for his singing."
Tang Feng said: "I..."
Baoer clapped his hands and applauded: "Yes, yes, Master Feng can't help himself whenever he hears the sound of the musical instrument. He is more feminine than a woman when he sings, and his dancing is also first-rate and wonderful. We have been talking about it for a long time.
I haven’t heard Feng Shao sing anymore, and I haven’t seen Feng Shao dance anymore. Meng’er and I are so nostalgic.” After saying that, he blinked at Tang Feng with his big eyes.
Tang Feng: "This..."
Bai Xiaolan suppressed his laughter and also joined in: "Are you going to say that you can't sing? As far as I know, Mr. Feng, your singing and dancing are extraordinary. It's not easy for me to have the opportunity to appreciate them."
, Mr. Feng, you must never shirk it. You must know that excessive modesty is hypocrisy." Then a pair of eyes stared straight at Tang Feng.
Meng'er shook Tang Feng's big hand and said coquettishly: "Young Master Feng, please do it!"
Tang Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought to himself that you are just threatening and seducing me! I have only said a few words since I entered the house, and yet you have joined forces to chase me away and kidnapped me on a pirate ship.
In the past, Tang Feng was a fake girl, and he was naturally good at music, but his singing was not as beautiful as Bao'er Meng'er praised him. In the past, Tang Feng's voice would have given everyone goosebumps. Although the two girls were talking a lot,
He praised Tang Feng, but he was making trouble both inside and outside of his words, trying to make him laugh.
It was obvious that Bai Xiaolan was the instigator of what happened today. The two girls were so pure and kind-hearted that they would definitely not deliberately want to see Tang Feng make a fool of himself. Only Bai Xiaolan, who had suffered at the hands of Tang Feng these days, wanted to make some gains.
face.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng also felt that it was necessary to clean up his image in front of everyone. He didn't care what Tang Feng was like before, but now he could no longer be imagined as a sissy.
"Okay!" Tang Feng was calm and Ruoyuan slapped his thigh, "Today I will let you see my young master's strength!"
After saying that, I pinched my throat with my hands and said, "Ahhhhhhh~".
Bao'er and Meng'er, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, clapped and applauded. Bai Xiaolan looked at Tang Feng leisurely, with a hint of a treacherous smile on his lips.
Bao'er turned around and sat in front of the guzheng, and said softly: "Master Feng, just sing, I will accompany you!"
Tang Feng nodded, turned around and stared at the downpour that shuttled between the sky and the earth. After brewing for a while, a sonorous, powerful, deep and vicissitudes of song suddenly sounded.
The rivers and lakes laugh, there are grievances, and when people fight each other, laughter hides the sword.
The world of mortals laughs, but the laughter is lonely, and the heart is too high to reach it.
As soon as the song came out, Bai Xiaolan, who was about to watch a joke, looked solemn. She really didn't expect that a pretty boy like Tang Feng, who looked so frail, could actually sing such a desolate song. Bao'er listened intently for a moment,
Qianqian's jade hands plucked the strings, and the elegant and antique sound of the zheng instantly reverberated, accompanied by the singing and melodies of Tang Feng.
The bright moon shines, the road is far away, people will grow old, but the heart will never grow old.
I can't love you, I can't let go, I can't forget you.
There is infinite tenderness in the loneliness, which pulls the deepest strings in the heart. It seems that a picture is unfolding in front of everyone, a hero with unfulfilled ambitions, riding a horse across the world, just for the woman he loves most.
It seems that the flowers are neither flowers nor mist, and the rushing river cannot hold them back.
He is full of pride and ambition, but it turns out that a hero is lonely.
Bai Xiaolan's heart suddenly felt sour, and he almost shed tears. Looking at Tang Feng's not broad back, he seemed to see the loneliest person in the world.
Why are you lonely? In terms of family ties, you have Baoer Meng'er by your side, and you have an aunt who cares about you.
In terms of qualifications, you have your own Gang Heart at the first level of Gang Refining, and this land will be your garden in the future. Why are you lonely? Why is there such a sad feeling in this passionate song?
desolate?
Laughter in the rivers and lakes, love to be carefree, play the harp or flute, and pour wine.
Smiling up to the sky, forgetting everything, feeling as free and unrestrained as the wind!
The vigorous singing penetrated the obstacles of space and spread far away. Outside Yanliu Pavilion, a graceful woman in plain clothes held a yellow umbrella and stood quietly in the rain curtain, staring at the smoke with her beautiful eyes.
In the direction of Liu Pavilion, wind and rain were blowing all around, but it could not cover up the desolate and lonely singing.
No one knew how long she stood there. It wasn't until the singing gradually disappeared that she broke away from the selfless state of mind. She lowered her head and murmured: "I didn't expect that he could sing such a song. Could it be that I had mistakenly thought before?"
Him?"
There were footsteps behind me, and a gentle voice asked: "Girl Mo, what are you doing standing here?"
Mo Liusu turned around and saw Lin Ruoyuan standing beside him with a smile. His face turned red and he said softly: "Master, this disciple just came back from the pharmacy."
"Oh, it's raining heavily outside, don't get your clothes wet." Lin Ruoyuan doted on Mo Liusu and smoothed the wet hair on his forehead.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
"I haven't seen Feng'er for several days. I took advantage of the rainy day to come over and see him. Do you want to come with him?"
"No." Mo Liusu said, "This disciple wants to go back to practice."
"That's fine." Lin Ruoyuan nodded, "You have just been promoted to Huang rank not long ago, and you should stabilize your cultivation now."
"Master, please go ahead. Disciple, please leave first." Mo Liusu bowed and left Yanliu Pavilion holding an umbrella.
