God level funny comparison system

Soon, Su Lan brought a few men in black into the room where Zhang Longyi and the others were located from outside the hotel. Su Lan held a long piano in her hand, and after handing the long piano to Meng Hongchen, she turned her head. He looked at the two corpses in the room.

"Deal with those two corpses." Meng Hongchen said calmly after sweeping his eyes over the two corpses.

"Yes." Su Lan nodded, her pretty face was calm, without any panic, as if it was normal for a corpse to appear in the place where Meng Hongchen was.

"In addition," when Su Lan turned her head, Meng Hongchen said again: "Use all the resources of Wanyao Pavilion to find me an organization called Dark God Sect. Be sure to find out their lair. I want them to know. I am a dreamer, and I have to pay the price."

When speaking, Meng Hongchen's charming eyes were full of a sense of coldness.

"Understood." Slightly frowning, Su Lan nodded in response. After speaking, she waved her hand and led the men in black out of the room.

After Su Lan closed the door, Meng Hongchen's pretty face changed, and he handed the long piano in his hand to Zhang Long, and said with a soft smile, "Is this kind of piano okay?"

Looking at the long piano, Zhang Long nodded. Although the quality of this long piano is not as good as the long piano in Leying classroom, its basic structure is similar, and it should not affect the tune too much.

"Brother, do you want to nourish my little sister's soul with the sound of the piano?" Seeing Zhang Long's eyes shifting, Meng Hongchen frowned slightly, his voice was dubious, but he was secretly surprised.

Although the sound of the piano has the effect of nourishing the mind, it can only be achieved by a master-level piano sound. If it is not played well, it will be noise.

Zhang Long gave Yu Menghongchen too much shock, but looking at Zhang Long at this moment, she still couldn't figure it out, this guy who is full of nonsense and swears at every turn, or he is a guy who kills, can play the piano?Isn't playing the piano such a pleasant and leisurely thing a gentleman's hobby?
Mu Fan's eyes widened even more, and he looked at Zhang Long carefully, wishing to get into Zhang Long's body to have a look. This guy actually said that he would use the music of the piano to nourish the patient's soul?God, am I dreaming?

"Slap." Mu Fan raised his hand and slapped himself, and then he started to cry. The tears were not from pain, but from fear. He realized that all this was not a dream. In just one night, he had witnessed too many miracles. Already, and now this, is the most amazing.

"Master Zhang, I, can I ask you a question?" Suddenly, Mu Fan raised his hand to grab Zhang Long's palm, and asked with tears in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, like an old man about to go west.

"Ask?" Zhang Longzheng answered casually while holding the Changqin to check.

"You, what did your father and mother do back then? To give birth to a genius like you?"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Long turned around and cursed, then rolled his eyes, and walked towards the sofa with Changqin in his arms.

Mu Fan was not angry, he was still looking at Zhang Long obsessively, thinking that one day he must meet the parents of this young man, the parents must not be simple to give birth to such a strange person, maybe they really used something name method.

Putting Changqin on the tea table, Zhang Long sat down on the sofa.

The coffee table is facing the bed where Meng Bingya is lying, only a few meters away.

The window in the room was always open, and the breeze blowing in caused the white gauze on the bed to flutter silently, but the light in the room dimmed the stars in the sky outside the window.

The atmosphere in the room also suddenly became quiet. Meng Hongchen, Lin Yanran, and Mu Fan all looked at Zhang Long quietly. They didn't know why, but they suddenly felt that Zhang Long, who was sitting on the sofa, was the same as before. It's different, although it's still dressed in the vest and shorts, but the slightly swaying hair on the forehead seems to have an ethereal and illusory temperament, and the lowered eyes are constantly shining with crystal brilliance, Just like the morning sun shining on a clear lake.

Everyone's hearts also quieted down. In the silence, it seemed that there was an autumn wind blowing, and there was a little gentle affection in the comfort.

The sound of the piano warms and nourishes the soul. How can such a shocking sound of the piano have such effects?
With this question in mind, the three of them looked at Zhang Long quietly, waiting for the upcoming answer.

"Ding……"

When the piano sounded, there was only one sound, but it was as long as time and water. After listening carefully, it was like pearls falling on a silver plate, splashing a lengthy echo.

The sound quality is as clear as the water of the Milky Way, gentle with a hint of toughness, like a silver needle wrapped in cotton candy, wandering invisible in the room.

A circle of ripples swayed on the strings plucked by Zhang Long's fingers, like a fish poking its head out of the water.

And as the ripples diffused, the moonlight and stars in the quiet night outside the window also flickered all of a sudden, like the Milky Way that broke the embankment, spilling into the room through the window. For a while, the whole room was filled with silver sand, and the lights also changed Much softer than before.

On the bed, amidst the veil flying, Meng Bingya's not very long but extremely delicate and neat eyelashes trembled slightly, as if dew was dripping on the eyelashes.

"Ding... ding ding... ding..."

The sound of the piano sounded like a ding-dong of spring water, and it sounded leisurely again, one after another, but it was relaxed, slowly sending the artistic conception in the sound of the piano.

The moonlight is like training, and the breeze is like cotton.

The few people in the room were all immersed in this quiet artistic conception in a short period of time.

Everything in front of me disappeared, and a dreamlike picture appeared in my mind, like a fairyland to avoid the world, like a paradise on earth.

The red sun is born, the white clouds are lingering, the green hills are winding like a dragon, and the green bamboos are standing in the forest. All kinds of rare and strange animals are hidden in it.

A different kind of quiet, peaceful and kind.

Occasionally, a waterfall pours down, the screen is three thousand, and the water splashes in all directions. Under the blood-like morning sun, a neat rainbow forms in a circle, like a bridge reaching the sky, spanning the entire screen.

The sun is shining, but the red sun like a round is not dazzling, just like a painting on the blue sky, there is a vast sea in the distance, but it is calm and without waves, just pull the red sun and the blue sky above the sea, the sea and the sky are connected, like The two huge mirrors placed before and after the red sun are the same.

"Zhanbiqiao, green bamboo and Yiyi, there are bandits and gentlemen, they are as sharp as cutting, as sharp as grinding..."

"Looking at the beauty, the green bamboos are green. There are bandit gentlemen, who are as beautiful as ears, and as good as stars..."

The sound of the piano changed again, becoming more gentle and romantic, drawing people's thoughts to the green bamboo forest.

There is a woman in white gauze standing quietly among them, with a graceful and tall figure and long hair like a bed. Suddenly, she looks sideways towards the top of the mountain. When Shui's gaze touched the top of the mountain where the sun was hanging, her pretty face blushed, and she began to giggle timidly.

On the top of the mountain, there is a white-robed man who looks like a fairy sitting quietly on the top of the mountain. The sun is like a wheel behind him, and his body is full of rays of light. Under the slender fingers, the music of the piano is lingering for a long time.

The beautiful picture, the pure and tranquil emotion, made all the people present immersed in it, it was a kind of enjoyment from the soul, and suddenly felt that the glitz and changes in the world were just passing by, so it would be better to be with that beautiful woman in this mountain forest all my life……

Similarly, Meng Bingya, who was lying on the bed, also entered this illusion.

She was having a nightmare, a nightmare she thought would go on forever, unable to wake up until she died in the dream.

In that dream, there were innumerable demons, flailing their teeth and claws in the blood-colored earth and the black sky, flying around. They had ferocious faces, blood-red eyes, and disgusting bodies like cockroaches.

They don't make scary roars. In fact, Meng Bingya can't hear any sound, and she can't even make a sound herself.

The suffocating silence made Jiyu go crazy.

But the countless demons are everywhere, and from time to time, groups and groups will silently rush down from the sky, open their mouths full of fangs, and attack Meng Bingya from all directions.

Meng Bingya stood on the only clean stone on the blood-colored land, dressed in white gauze, holding a long sword, her delicate body trembling violently, her beautiful holy eyes were full of fear.

She kept wielding the long sword to kill wave after wave of attacking demons. She shouted again and again, calling her sister to save her, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.

Fear penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the soul trembled.

Those guys seemed endless, Meng Bingya even forgot how long she had been killing, it seemed like a few days, it seemed like a few years, but it still didn't help, looking up, there were still demons everywhere.

After a long time, Meng Bingya couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

She didn't know how long she could hold on, she was already exhausted, she wanted to give up, but she just wanted to see her sister again, but where was her sister and where was she?
Every day should not be called, the earth is not working, Meng Bingya's weak and pure heart, when did she feel this kind of fear, if it weren't for the missing of her sister, she would not be able to persist until now.

"Hula la..." Suddenly, a large group of demons rushed down from the sky, like black clouds woven by black flying insects, swooping down from all directions.

Meng Bingya burst into tears, clear tears fell, she used her last strength to raise the long sword, but in the end she didn't have any strength to swing it.

"Sister, I, I can't hold on anymore..." She whimpered and murmured, planning to just drown in this filthy demon.

"Ding... Boom..."

At this critical moment, there was a sound of spring water ding-dong, followed by the sound of heaven and earth cracking.