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The fireworks exploded brightly behind him.
Chapter 405 What are you talking about!
Sui Garden was still extremely eerie. The swaying bamboo shadows outlined hideous shadows on the white walls, like evil spirits.
The white-haired general found an armchair from somewhere and was leaning in it, supporting his chin with his eyes narrowed as he looked at the fireworks that had just dissipated in the air.
There was a glimmer of light before my eyes, and several figures suddenly fell down in front of me.
Xing stumbled and fell to the ground, and a pair of wobbly black boots appeared in front of him.
A pair of long legs were wrapped in scarlet cloth. The man was leaning in an armchair with his legs crossed, his chin supported and his eyes curved with interest.
Xing blinked, patted his clothes and stood up, "I think I fell in front of you like this the first time I saw you..."
So, she and Jing Yuan have different auras?
But...how could she possibly be at odds with someone who looks good? !
"Hmm..." Jing Yuan curved his eyes and sat leisurely looking at the stars.
His eyes swept over the pioneers and the judges of the Ten Kings Division who appeared in front of him, and then he raised his eyebrows and looked at the street performers of the Immortal Boat. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Where is Cheng Che?"
Hearing this, Xing shook his head and said, "I don't know. I just came out too, but I think... he just told us to come out first."
As he said that, Xing looked back, his expression instantly stiffened, "Oh, Sambo didn't come out either."
Jing Yuan:......
"Oh, two joys..." Jing Yuan murmured, and sighed imperceptibly. He supported his chin with his slender fingers and raised his head to look at the dark night sky. "But the fireworks just now were pretty."
In the long life of the immortal species, the dazzling but short-lived fireworks have been seen more than once, but there are not many opportunities to continue watching them with such a heartache, and to go back to have a good sleep after watching them and worrying for a while.
Xing dusted himself off, pulled Huo Huo who had fallen to the ground to his feet, and after stroking his chin and thinking for a long time, he finally asked, "General Jing Yuan, can you find a way to tear this illusion apart?"
"Hmm?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming a little puzzled. "Don't you believe that your friend can get out of this by himself?"
"I believe they can get out, but Cheng Che just copied the formation of the Prisoner's Prison in the illusion, and I'm afraid he will lock himself in." Xing thought for a moment, pulled over a huge sack and sat on it, and said seriously, "You also know that Cheng Che has not learned Luofu's talismans, he just drew what he saw, those..."
Who knows what the talismans seen in Youqiuyu are used for?
Moreover, if an outsider replicates the formation using his memory and drawing skills, who knows what the final result will be?
Hearing this, Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly.
He stretched out his hand and shone a purple-gold light. After a long while, he nodded and said, "It can be broken, but——"
Before he finished speaking, melodious music came from the bronze mirror in front of him.
This bronze mirror seemed to be the key point for entering and exiting the entire illusion. At this moment, the mirror surface was rippling with circles of patterns like water waves. The man stood on the edge of the floating island, lowered his eyes, and carefully plucked the strings of the zither, with the moonlight shining on the sea of clouds at his feet.
Jing Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "He can also play a musical instrument?"
It's quite hidden.
Cheng Che, who has headphones in his drawer and in his pocket but always uses them to listen to recordings, is also good at playing musical instruments?
As the movements progressed, the music became more passionate and then more soothing, one song after another, with very different styles but without any pause.
Xing nodded. Although she was still confused, she confirmed Jingyuan's idea. "Yes, Kafka said that he played the violin without emotion, it was all about technique, but why am I now..."
Xing sat on both sides of the sack full of garbage, holding her chin with both hands and looking at the scene in the bronze mirror, "I still feel a little bit of emotion, although not much."
Jing Yuan nodded thoughtfully and looked up at the thin man in the bronze mirror.
He had a good figure to begin with, and it was even more impressive after daily exercise, but when he stood in an open space playing the violin in a white shirt, he inexplicably gave people a clear youthful air, with a thin but tough clarity.
After a long time, Cheng Che stopped what he was doing, walked up to the man who was sitting on the ground watching and said something to him. Then he picked up large and small bags from the trash can, and tried hard to pull out a cello that had been squeezed out of shape by the trash can. He sat on a stone and tuned it skillfully.
Countless songs flowed out, making people drowsy.
Jingyuan's eyelids twitched and he turned to look at Xing, "Does he do this on the train?"
"No, except for the time when he smashed the train at the beginning, he was very well behaved the rest of the time." Xing crossed his arms and said seriously, "He even wiped away the water drops on the ground after taking a shower."
His mysophobia occasionally flares up and his quality of life is sometimes there and sometimes not, but he is still very friendly to his own people and his family.
Jing Yuan nodded again, propped up his chin and squinted his eyes, and said lazily: "It seems that I came to Suiyuan today because I was invited to listen to the solo of Crow."
It sounded quite nice, even if there wasn't much emotion in it, but as long as the technique was sufficient it wouldn't be too bad. And looking at Cheng Che's movements, it was obvious that he was very skilled, and it wasn't just casual learning as he usually said.
Xing blinked, "As long as you are happy, please don't forget that now we are two happy people staying in the illusion, and this illusion is built on Suiyuan. By the way, Cheng Che was so scared that he drank a lot of wine just now."
Jing Yuan:......
Oh, I almost forgot.
Two joys were enough to turn Luofu into a mess starting from the illusion.
In the illusion, Sangbo sat cross-legged on the ground, eating and drinking, waiting for his friends to finish their practice time. His ears and mouth enjoyed the meal, but he felt a little full at the end. After all, Cheng Che seemed to be planning to make up for the practice time he owed before, and there was no sign of stopping.
After a long time, Sambo finally couldn't help but raise his hand.
Cheng Che paused, stopped playing the violin and looked at Sangbo. His light amber eyes were extremely clear, with a hint of innocent doubt.
Sang Bo was slightly startled, but still hesitated and said: "I'm full. I think I can get into the trash can and you can take me out. I need a bathroom."
Not only did he eat too much, he also drank too much. After all, the drinks picked out from the Crow brand trash can were really delicious.
Cheng Che's eyes were distracted for a moment, and then he hesitated and said, "Friends, we are all men, and there is no one else here."
Sambo:? ? ?
"Where's your character?!" Sangbo was incredulous and pointed around, "We are on a floating island! Am I going to make it rain on Luofu here?!"
Listen!
What are these words!
Cheng Che paused and spread his hands, "I don't mind, but I doubt you have the ability to make it rain."
Chapter 406 Seems Very Obedient
"Kaka——"
The floating island in the illusion shook slightly at this moment, and the stones underfoot cracked into strange patterns and fell off with a crackling sound.
Cheng Che quickly came back to his senses, quickly packed up the musical instrument he had picked up from the trash can and put it on his back, then stuffed the two sacks at his feet into the trash can and put them on Sangbo's shoulders, "Don't break it! I can dance by myself!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the shaking of the floating island stopped instantly.
Sambo inexplicably sensed a hint of danger and took two steps back with the trash can on his back. "Friend, when you say you jump by yourself, that doesn't include me, right?!"
"What else?" Cheng Che looked up at Sang Bo in surprise. After thinking for a while, he said, "How about... you help me carry the zither, and I'll try to form wings to dance with you?"
Sambo: ...
Sangbo was silent for a moment, then said in confusion: "Can't you just... throw away these external objects? There's everything in your trash can anyway."
"No." Cheng Che patted the case that contained the violin and pointed to the embroidery in the corner. "Look, my name is on it. This is the violin I've been using since I was a child."
Sambo:? ? ?
There's this thing in the trash can?
It really is connected to another world, right? !
Sang Bo came close to Cheng Che and squinted his eyes at the tattoo, "Phoenix, so... you didn't just pick the name randomly?"
Phoenix is exactly the same name that Cheng Che used to earn bounties in Star Core Hunter.
"It's just a random name. I drew it by lot, but I didn't draw it together with the Star Core Hunter." Cheng Che hung the piano bag on Sang Bo and lowered his head to unbutton his clothes. "Wait a moment. I'll try to see if I can fly without turning into a crow this time, so as not to ruin my clothes."
Picking up clothes from the trash can also depends on luck, as many clothes are not in the colors or styles you like.
Hearing this, a look of dejection suddenly appeared on Sangbo's face. "Friend, I think..."
Before he finished speaking, the floating island seemed to be unable to bear the two men who were dawdling and refusing to leave, and shook it vigorously in the air, trying to throw the two drunken men off.
Cheng Che's feet suddenly felt empty. Before he could panic, he saw Sang Bo falling headfirst into the water with the zither in his arms and the trash can on his back.
Cheng Che: ...
"If the piano breaks, I'll destroy the island."
Cheng Che muttered, and tried to reach out and grab Sangbo in the state of weightlessness, trying to protect the familiar object he picked up from the trash can.
"pat-"
With a dull thud, a huge pit was created at General Shen Ce's feet.
Two figures fell out of the bronze mirror and crashed into the ground at Jing Yuan's feet.
Jing Yuan stretched out his hand to wave away the dust, and sat on the chair without wanting to move.
He leaned forward slightly, looking at the two men in the pit with a playful look, "What? Were you kicked out of the illusion left by Hui Yan?"
Sambo tried to open his eyes, his green eyes full of innocence, "It's none of my business."
He was just an ordinary trader who came to Luofu on the orders of the Great Guardian to buy various supplies and do some small business.
We can't take him with us just because he was forced to work as a laborer by Cheng Che!
"Get up from me first."
A sound with a slight cough came from below him, and Sangbo was startled.
He was confused for a moment, then reached out and poked the extra pad of flesh that appeared out of nowhere when he fell, "Oh, so it hit you. I was wondering why it didn't hurt when I fell."
Cheng Che: ...
Can't you just get up and talk later?
Sang Bo took a deep breath, climbed out of the pit, and frowned at Cheng Che who was almost smashed into a puddle of crow cake, "Friend, you look a little miserable now."
His clothes were wrinkled and torn, he looked dusty and his curly hair was messy.
Cheng Che stretched out his hand and pressed his ribs, sighing heavily, "You and Xing are the same, you broke my ribs..."
Those guys who taught me sword and knife skills and stabbed me with weapons every day knew to avoid the bones, but these two guys were never very friendly to my ribs.
Cheng Che coughed up a few drops of blood and struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Sang Bo, "Have you protected my property?"
Sambo reached out and patted the gig bag hanging on his body. "There's no problem, but I feel a little unhappy right now. I thought you were protecting me and that's why you were cushioning me."