musicians of old

Chapter 350 The first movement: Awakening Poem (27): £5

Hearing this voice, the bearded man couldn't help being startled, but then a sneer appeared on his face:

"Is that someone from your caravan family?"

Chretien held up his smile and said a few words about him. The man didn't stop, and continued to repeat coldly:
"Is that someone from your caravan family?"

broken.Massai Negu, who was standing inside the spiritual wall, pressed the hilt of his sword with his hand, and his secret path was not good.

The other party wanted to kidnap someone without saying a few words, his motives were inexplicable, and his strength didn't even dare to act rashly, so he could have tried to communicate...

It's not that he can't understand Scheler's situation just now. He suddenly came here when he was playing the piano and singing, and he was really upset when he was surrounded by a group of girls and the atmosphere felt right, but the situation in front of him was not a joke...

Massenecourt cleared his throat, and said after deliberation: "This troubadour, Mr., has been broken in love not long ago, and has experienced a lot of emotional setbacks. Please forgive me for the common temper of an artist... However, you may be able to remind me a little bit. Just to be clear? As far as I know the 'Colorless' are just..."

"boom!!"

He was only halfway through his words when suddenly a small dull voice exploded in the air.

"Okay sir." He just glanced at the carriage sullenly, then turned away clutching his collapsed and bleeding nose.

Marseille Negu feels that he understands it, but he also feels that he does not understand it.

Fan Ning smelled the fragrance of flowers rushing towards his face, and he also felt that his irritability was relieved involuntarily, but as the limit high-level inspiration of "candle" passed in his thoughts, the emotion of free will was restored.

This time, everyone saw a red stone at the man's feet, and the foreign color was fading, and turned into the original gray after a few seconds.

The bearded man, who was dizzy from being beaten by the stone, heard the series of words that hurt little but were extremely insulting, the blood all over his body rushed to his face in an instant, his teeth trembled and he wanted to hold a dagger violently. Suddenly, there was a "ding ding dong dong" sound similar to a harp.

Things are a little strange.

Luna was holding the guitar, her thin shoulders trembling slightly with fright, and the few people not far away were still holding their breaths. This amount of blood loss would kill the little girl under normal circumstances, although this person has "nutrition" "One said, but for her already weak constitution, she will definitely suffer a great crime.

This person is stronger than that knight.Although there is still a relatively high degree of confidence in taking away the "lost person", but the status of a troubadour at this level will make the aftermath quite troublesome. Considering the secrecy of this operation, the goal can be temporarily compromised.

Under Luna's stunned eyes, Fanning let go of the neck of the violin, shook his hand, turned the tuner, and removed the purple string wrapped around the opponent's head.

"Damn it!!"

But his face was more worried, the low-ranking person in front of him was not the problem, the problem was the "flower touch man" sitting on the horse behind.
"Before you leave, close the door curtain for me."

"Bang!!!!" There was a louder voice, as if something had broken.

The familiar interruption method, the feminine voice of the man in the flower cloak, was suddenly covered by the sound of wood hitting and breaking.

The man on the horse took off his hat and jumped down. This is a man wearing a flower-colored cloak and his skin is too feminine. He glanced at the strange berries hanging on the coconut tree not far away, and stood there thinking for a long time.

The next moment he let go of his hand, drew the dagger furiously, and rushed forward with a stride, forming a whirlwind of air around his body, and suddenly opened the car curtain, wanting to take out the damn guy inside. He responded with a few cuts.

"Go back to the boat and rest first."

The bearded man was directly knocked on the spot, his body swayed a bit, the entire bridge of his nose collapsed, and blood spattered on his lips and chin.

"That's good." Fanning nodded and slowly raised his right hand.

"Crackling!!!"

He was not even sure for a moment, whether this was the light of first acquaintance or some kind of strange skill.

A stone fell at the feet of everyone.

Fan Ning was thinking about recalling the strange things, when he heard this, he raised his head, his tone was still casual:
"Don't you understand human language? Close the curtain first, then get out."

This "flower touch man" man's expression darkened upon hearing this.

The man in the flower cloak finally walked over slowly: "A bard who is close to the great, the will cannot be ignored, you and I each take a step back, I will take half a liter of her blood and leave. Don't worry, I will provide sufficient nourishment to make her She is far away from the danger of her life, and the temple will not protect a 'discolored person', but the original intention is not to take human life."

At this time, he frowned, because after stimulating his spiritual sense, he always felt that there were some familiar characteristics in the fragrance of the flowers just now, which made him inexplicably recall some dream fragments before waking up on the beach.

Although the trajectory of the flight cannot be seen clearly, it must have been thrown from the direction of the carriage.

A fruit-like object was turned into powder from the hands of the man on horseback, and the light red mist blew all the way, and the bearded man who was at the limit of rage calmed down instantly.

He made an outstretched five-finger gesture.

"This Scheler originally studied 'Pool'!?"

"You" covered your nose reflexively with a beard, and traces of bright red blood spilled from your fingers.

The crowd heard Scheler's voice again, followed by the "tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick" guitar plucked chords. popping sound.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch."

"No...no, I don't mind." The man in the cloak had a dull expression. For some reason, he felt a paralyzed feeling of electricity when he thought a little deeper, but the uneasy threat of the carotid artery being cut was very strong, and he couldn't even move at this moment. dare not move.

"But what's the situation? You can throw stones so hard. Could it be that your senses have strengthened your arm strength or accuracy, but if the first time it was an unprepared sneak attack, why did this person still get hit the second time?"

"Slow down the speed, the most important thing is to be even and stable, relax the wrist of the left hand, and compact the fingertips." Scheler continued to speak at a leisurely pace, listening to the content as if teaching.

He poured some water on the strings, took out a handkerchief and wiped it with care, and then glanced at him:
"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood recently, I'm better now, don't you mind?"

The plinth of the carriage was higher, and the height of the carriage was higher. Fanning suddenly jumped up, stood on the edge of the carriage, grabbed the neck of the guitar from Luna's hand, and directly buckled the guitar to the top of Luna's head!
The entire poor-quality plywood panel was buckled in half, five of the six strings were broken, and the man in the flowered cloak only had one head on it! !

"Smart people don't let things go undiscussed." He took out the special vial with diversion grooves from his cloak, and then stretched out his right hand with long nails, "I may change my mind at any time and go back to the first option, you The safe way is to let her cooperate to remove the bottle as soon as possible."

"Goodbye..." The man in the flower cloak thought Fan Ning was saying goodbye to him, so he stretched out his hand blankly and waved at him.

"?what are you doing??"

Fanning watched his movements suspiciously.

"I mean, you'll lose money on this guitar for five pounds."

(End of this chapter)