A World Worth Protecting Chapter 1379: Different sedan chairs (fourth more)

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When I was immersed in his three pleasing piano sounds in Wang Baole, the notes formed by the superimposition of nearly two hundred pops in his body, at this moment, formed a slight distortion around it, like a force field, very especially.

Wang Baole naturally noticed it, took it out, looked at it, and put it back. His focus now is on the three piano sounds. The only thing he regrets is that the piano sounds are a little bit low, and the melody cannot be formed.

"It's okay, based on my insights natural talent, I can come to the blue music school a few more times to get the sound of the piano." Thinking of my melody road as the flame of hope is burning, Wang Baole is refreshed. There is a kind of Inexplicable self-confidence.

When he came into contact with the original woman in red from his body, Wang Baole's understanding of the law of hearing desire is tune, even in the follow-up, even after the chord school, what he learned and saw is the same.

Everyone is creating their own music. Because everyone’s chances and experiences are different, there is nothing the same here in music and music, and the uniqueness of this variety of methods is that Deeply attracted Wang Baole's factors.

He is not even keenly aware of this. This uniqueness has a lot to do with his desire to be independent as Clone.

To some extent, the Clone of Wang Baole's wants to prove that he has independent consciousness, has his own personality, and is completely separate from the body.

This is the real reason why he has a soft spot for music.

Because he also wants to know what kind of melody the music he creates will play.

With such ideals, Wang Baole did not give the Blue Leyu to the housekeeper the first time. After all, it caught so many in one day. This matter is easy to cause a series of associations and speculations.

This was not in line with Wang Baole's next plan, so he waited silently until the night fell again, his figure disappeared instantly, and he flicked away at the mountain gate of the chord sect.

Along the way, he cautiously avoided all possible detections, and only when he was sure that no one was following him, he started to rush, and flew to the place where the blue music fish school was at the fastest speed.

This time he was at an amazing speed, so he came soon, but out of caution, after he came here, his speed did not stop, but flew a long way out, and then disappeared into another place. The bearing appeared, and slowly returned at an unpleasant and hard-to-detect speed.

This kind of care can also see that Wang Baole attaches great importance to the blue-leaf fish area. Even along the way, he is not in the mood to pay attention to the weird things that follow him until he reaches the blue-le fish area. , He sat cross-legged in the place where he was meditating yesterday, restrained all his breath, and waited silently.

After a long while, he felt a little unstable, so he simply dug a hole, sat in it, and added dirt back to make himself completely concealed. Then he waited for the dawn with anticipation.

There was nothing unusual this night.

After all, the night is very big, and Three Sects cultivator mostly retreat alone, even if you are out, it is difficult to meet in this vast dark night. During Wang Baole, I only met the Hengqin Sect cultivator yesterday.

So, Wang Baole waited until dawn smoothly. With the active fish school, the sound of music and heaven came again, and the Wang Baole in the soil immediately broke out of the soil, sat down cross-legged, and began to feel it.

One note after another, slowly emerged in his mind during this beautiful circumstance of nature, which made Wang Baole feel happy. Unknowingly, his rules of joy began to grow slowly. .

In this way, time passed again, a month passed.

During this month, Wang Baole was in this area almost every day of dawn. He also tried to move fish, but it was useless. In this month, some people passed by, although they noticed The school of blue music fish, but they didn't wait until dawn, so they didn't discover the secret of this place.

In addition, Hengqin Sect cultivator has been here twice. After Wang Baole thought about it, it didn't make a move. After all, a Hengqin Sect cultivator died.

So, in the past month, although there were thrills, in the end it went smoothly, and the number of ancient sounds of Wang Baole's finally reached almost forty.

There are so many ancient sounds that he can arrange and create his own melody. In fact, he did so. With his efforts, he has completed a melody.

Even when running this melody, it dissipates and blends with the piano sound, and the passion of the piano sound carries a sense of desire for freedom, which implies the persistence of Wang Baole's.

He even has a dream, he wants to perfect the melody to a complete melody, so as to accommodate his own rules of listening desire and turn it into a movement.

"I thought about the name, it's called Liberty!" Wang Baole is looking forward to that day. As for the puff, Wang Baole didn't calculate it too much. Basically, it is an increase of about 100 per day. Now it is almost 3000. Multiple, all superimposed together.

As for the power, because he focused on the sound of the piano, and no one shot with him, so there was no way to try it,

At the same time, as one month passed, the school of blue music fish seemed to have come to the end of their gathering and began to die.

It seems that their lives are to play the sounds of nature, and one month of nature has exhausted all of them. In the end, every collision with each other often represents death.

While cruel, the voice is so sweet, contradictory, and cruel.

Until this day, when Wang Baole came to the area of ​​the old blue music fish school in the middle of the night, he did not see any fish. He knew that this opportunity was over.

"The world of the law of listening and desire is very strange..." Wang Baole felt the empty surroundings, and was very emotional. After searching for it, after confirming that there was no blue fish, Wang Baole shook his head and was about to leave. But at this moment, a faint melody sounded in his ears.

The voice is full of resentment, containing gloomy and cold, and some unwillingness, like an ancient woman coming out of the cabinet, wanting to marry someone who doesn't like it, on the marrying sedan chair, the inner emotions turn into a rhythm, echoing everywhere.

As the music came, Wang Baole immediately narrowed his eyes. When he looked sideways, he saw the red sedan chair he had seen before, carried by four withered figures, and walked slowly.

As he approached, Wang Baole suddenly noticed something was wrong. He remembered that he saw the sedan chair with a right hand sticking out of the curtain, shaking irregularly, and at this moment, the sedan chair... sticking out of the curtain, It's the left hand!

The same green jade fingers, the same blood-colored nails, the same monsters.

Slowly, come.