From Douluo to Shading the Sky

Chapter 79 Yan Chixia is about to explode
At the end of the song, the two cooperated very well. After listening to the song of A Chinese Ghost Story, Nie Xiaoqian was able to cooperate with the flute. She is really a talented woman.

The two met each other with a smile, and became inexplicably familiar with each other a lot.

"I don't know how to call the young master."

Nie Xiaoqian's side face was shy, her jade hands flicked lightly, charming and moving, and she also had the shyness of a lady.

"Oh, my name is Qin Tian, ​​I dare to ask the girl's name."

Qin Tian's expression was normal, and he asked calmly.

"Nie Xiaoqian."

Nie Xiaoqian replied softly.

world of mortals
a vast fog
Seek the way, seek the way, find myself

Ask who is good for thousands of miles
Fengli Road is my future

sharp or knife-like
……

Qin Tian didn't say any more, and he played the song again and again.

It's a pity that there is no suona, and Nie Xiaoqian definitely doesn't know how to play suona.

"how?"

Qin Tian looked at Nie Xiaoqian and said.

"Mr. Qin Tian, ​​your tunes are very nice, but your lyrics are very weird."

Nie Xiaoqian replied very pertinently.

"Ah...my yarn."

At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly exclaimed, and the white gauze in the pavilion flew towards the pool in the sudden wind.

"It's okay, I have money, the old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come."

Qin Tian was unmoved, and sat in the same place.

Nie Xiaoqian: "..."

How is this going?

Where did this strange person come from, and how could she make this person obsessed with ghosts and complete the task of the dryad's grandmother.

Rainy night, Lanruo Temple!

There is a piece of music played by Qin Tian, ​​paying tribute to the classics in his heart, it is like relaxing.

There is no peace of mind in his path of practice. To be honest, he is very hesitant.

This trip to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story is a dream come true, even if it is the old Black Mountain demon, Qin Tian will not be afraid.

There is not much pressure, he is very relaxed and simply does what he wants.

A piece of music, lingering and pathetic, Master Huang Zhan is a great talent, the piece he composed for A Chinese Ghost Story is perfect and fits perfectly.

Nie Xiaoqian pricked up her ears to listen, her beautiful eyes were shining, and the water was flowing. I have to say that Qin Tian is different from everyone she met. He is really talented. I don’t know if he can write poetry. High, the tune is very nice.

Shili Pinghu is full of frost

Inch blue silk worrying about the new year

Looking at the moon alone

Envy mandarin ducks but not immortals

At this moment, Qin Tianqin's sound changed, and it was a brand new song. He was afraid that the tree demon grandmother or Yan Chixia would come and spoil the atmosphere, so he simply played the song he liked.

This song is his favorite, and that poem, while he plays and sings, his mood is peaceful, and his spiritual power improves quickly. It seems that his whole person has been baptized and sublimated.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk is worried about the new year. I only look at the moon and protect each other, and I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

And Nie Xiaoqian was already insane, muttering to herself.

To be honest, the original costume dramas had a kind of aesthetic and artistic conception, but the current costume dramas reveal obscenity everywhere.

This was Qin Tian's biggest realization in his previous life.

This time Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for half a cup of tea, completely immersed in the charm of the music and poems.

"Does it sound good? Xiaoqian."

When Qin Tian spoke, his voice was as warm as a spring breeze.

"what!"

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly came back to her senses, her pretty face blushed, she was so lifelike, she couldn't tell it was a female ghost at all.

She had forgotten what she was here for, who was this man, he was so talented.

It's a pity that such a talented person can't die in Lanruo Temple.

After the westerly wind curtain rolled, Zi Ze asked in front of the flowers in a dream.

I would like to save the dowry box and think about Zhuyue, but I hate Ai Yan for the residual fragrance.

Zeng Nuojiaqi is charming and charming, and the days of flying snow in Yulou are like years.

In the end, returning the old history to the present and the past, He Dao Shaoguang is not pitiful.

Qianrong's drunkenness breaks the sorrow of spring, and the woman's poetic heart is immortal.

Youwan's love and thoughts flow on the moonlit night, and the dusty dream is covered with books and clouds.

A Chinese Ghost Story is crying, and can't help but sigh for pity.

Qin Tian opened his mouth and recited softly.

When his poems were finished, Nie Xiaoqian was already pear blossoms and raining.

The meaning of the poem is obvious, it is about Nie Xiaoqian, this person, he, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"You, who are you?"

Nie Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes were covered with teardrops, as beautiful as dewdrops on the pristine pear blossoms.

"a passerby."

Qin Tian said.

"Since you know my identity, aren't you afraid? You should leave quickly. If you don't leave, your life may be in danger."

Nie Xiaoqian said.

"Haha... well said, I don't know if this kid's life is in danger, but you are guaranteed to die."

At this moment, Yan Chixia rushed towards Nie Xiaoqian from a distance with her sword in hand.

This female ghost is the number one ghost servant of the tree demon's grandmother, and she has long wanted to kill her. The tree demon has been protecting her, but now is the best time.

With a thought in Qin Tian's mind, his mental power turned into an invisible barrier, blocking Yan Chixia's galloping figure.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

Yan Chixia seemed to hit 007 on the glass wall, it was so miserable, she fell from the sky and landed on the bluestone floor, very embarrassed.

Nie Xiaoqian was so frightened that her face turned pale, but she didn't expect to see such a scene, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ah, what's going on, is that old hag here?"

The bearded Yan Chixia was so dizzy that she couldn't react for a while.

"Big Beard, what are you doing here?"

Qin Tian asked lightly without turning his head.

"What am I here for? Of course I'm here to save the life of a daring brat like you."

The bearded Yan Chixia was furious when she heard Qin Tianyun's calm words.

"I don't need your help."

Qin Tian turned around and said seriously.

"Ah, you kid is really squinting and obsessed with lust. Do you know what this woman is?"

Yan Chixia was very angry and roared angrily.

He's just a bad tempered guy, he's the one who yells at all.

"Yes, a beautiful female ghost."

Qin Tian replied seriously.

Yan Chixia::...

This kid really knows, so he is still so calm. Could it be that the ghost is so beautiful that he can really do whatever he wants, and can make people die?

"Then you, you are not afraid."

Yan Chixia asked such a question with a dark face.

He really didn't know what to say.

"Don't be afraid, why should you be afraid."

Qin Tian said seriously.

"Bah, it looks like I shouldn't be here!"

Yan Chixia felt that she was going to burn with anger.

"Yes."

Qin Tian spoke the truth.

Nie Xiaoqian was very afraid of the bearded man, and for some reason, she suddenly sympathized with the bearded Yan Chixia.

"Ah, I don't care, you kid, go to hell!"

Yan Chixia was furious, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he remembered something again, he was angry, and killed the female ghost first, so that he would save another life in the future.

"What do you want to do again?"

Seeing Yan Chixia's murderous turn around, Qin Tian asked speechlessly.

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons."

Yan Chixia spat out four words coldly.

"No, I think you are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Killing this female ghost enslaved by the tree demon is considered a hero. You should kill the locust tree monster."

Qin Tian said with a mocking face.

(End of this chapter)