Earth Cinema

Chapter 333 Obtain Again
Zhao Huaian hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ling Yanqiu who was staring at him motionlessly, and nodded again.

Several people found a secluded place.

Dongfang Bubai and Su Liang tactfully walked aside, leaving space for Zhao Huaian and Ling Yanqiu.

"Zhao Huaian."

Dongfang Bubai muttered to herself, raised her head and looked at the sky. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made her close her eyes. A figure flashed through her mind.

A mocking smile appeared on his face.

Lamenting the fate of people.

She traveled around, not only for a breakthrough in her own martial arts, but also because she didn't know how to face that person.

He took off a flute from his waist and put it to his mouth.

Close your eyes.

A clear, loud and leisurely flute sound was heard. The sound was melodious, like the gurgling of water in a stream or mountain, and the sound lingered in the air around the source.

The melody is heroic and free and easy.

But for some reason, the sound of the flute was filled with melancholy.

Su Liang listened attentively. He was very familiar with the tune. It was a tune he had heard many times in his previous life. Canghai laughed.

But this is the first time I heard it live.

This song also brought back some memories for him.

Zhao Huaian and Ling Yanqiu, who were standing by, were also attracted by the sound of the flute and looked over.

After Dongfang Bubai finished playing the last part, he seemed to be immersed in the music. He put down the flute with a sense of melancholy and closed his eyes slightly.

When she saw Zhao Huaian just now, ripples arose in her heart.

Sighed.

Although she experienced the battle at Black Wood Cliff, her friendship for Linghu Chong did not diminish.

"What's the name of this piece?"

At some point, Ling Yanqiu had ended the conversation and appeared next to Dongfang Bubai, looking a little curious. She knew a little about music and would play the flute when she was lonely, so she could tell how good this song was.

I can hear it too.

This song perfectly interprets the meaning of passion, heroism and the joy of revenge. She has never heard a song that is so in line with the spirit of the martial arts world.

This is simply a song written specifically for the Jianghu.

"This song is called "Smiling Proudly in the Jianghu". It was composed by Jianghu people and is also specially composed for Jianghu people."

Dongfang Bubai slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still showing some nostalgia and complexity, but he regained his composure in an instant, and a carefree smile appeared on his heroic face.

"Swordsman song?"

Ling Yanqiu praised, "What a fitting name, it's really well written, this song really captures the flavor of Jianghu people."

As a gangster.

It’s hard not to like this song that describes all the ups and downs of life in the martial arts world.

"This piece of music also has lyrics, but unfortunately I'm alone and can't play it solo."

Dongfang Bubai smiled.

Ling Yanqiu sighed, "What a pity."

"Have you finished chatting?"

Su Liang looked at Ling Yanqiu and found that there was no Zhao Huaian beside him. Ling Yanqiu's face did not look very good either. Although he didn't know what they talked about, it seemed that it was not going very smoothly.

Ling Yanqiu nodded, "Thank you for helping me find him."

Su Liang shook his head.

Dongfang Bubai turned to look at Su Liang. The flute spun lightly between her fingers. She danced a few times and then held out the flute in her hand. "I have marked it. If you need anything, just ask someone to hand it over to me."

Can't you just answer the phone?
Looking at the flute in his hand, Su Liang was speechless.

Knowing that Dongfang Bubai didn't have a mobile phone, he specially gave her one.

"Got to go?"

Dongfang Bubai nodded, his voice fluctuating slightly, "I've been here long enough, it's time to go take a look somewhere else."

"By the way, I have another question. Have you ever seen Murong Yan?"

First on the martial arts list.

Murong Yan, a strange name. Su Liang was still very interested, and Dongfang Bubai happened to be here.

"Murong Yan."

"How do you know this name?"

The smile on Dongfang Bubai's face gradually faded, and he was a little surprised.

"I heard that a Jianghu know-it-all made a list and we are all on it. Murong Yan's name is ranked first, so I am a little curious."

"List?"

Dongfang Bubai was somewhat interested, "I wonder where I rank?"

"Seventh. I am seventeenth."

"It seems that the person who compiled this list is still very ignorant."

When Dongfang Bubai heard that he was number seven, his eyes flickered slightly, and then turned into a serious expression, "Murong Yan, I have seen her, she is a lunatic."

"madman?"

Su Liang was puzzled.

"A madman who can't figure out who he is."

There was a hint of fear in Dongfang Bubai's eyes. Murong Yan, someone who looked very similar to her, made her interested in him the first time she saw him.

But after the fight.

The opponent's sharp sword energy, which seemed to cut through everything, still left a deep impression on her.

But alas, he is a madman.

Sometimes it is Murong Yan, sometimes it is Murong Yan.

It's clearly one person.

They call each other brother and sister.

When she was Murong Yan, she had superb swordsmanship, unparalleled martial arts, and a decisive and murderous personality, but when she was Murong Yan, her martial arts skills were much worse.

The two seemed unaware of the fact that they were the same person.

However, this is nothing. There are too many strange people in this world. The reason why she is afraid of Murong Yan is entirely because of his terrifying martial arts and swordsmanship.

He shook his head, as if he remembered something, and reminded Su Liang, "It won't be long before someone comes to ask about my whereabouts."

"Enemies?"

Su Liang asked.

At first he thought he was talking about Zhang Chong, Chen Xuan and others who were following behind him, but then he thought that these people were not worth Dongfang Bubai's special mention.

Dongfang Bubai shook his head. "She is one of my former subordinates. She has been tracking my whereabouts recently. She may come to find you. You can show her the flute."

"You don't want to see him?"

"I have no reason to see her. The Sun Moon Divine Cult has disbanded, and I am no longer the same person I was before. I have already drawn a clear line with the past, and I don't want to have too much to do with the people from the past."

Now she only wants to comprehend the final level of the Sunflower Manual and reach the state of transformation from a god to a human.

"If she's rude, you can do whatever you want with her."

On this day, Dongfang Bubai left without much greeting. He just waved his sleeves and walked away in a red shirt.

Just as she came in a carefree manner, she left in a carefree manner.

Of course Su Liang did not forget to remind the other party to hold back on Zhang Chong and Chen Xuan who were following them.

"Zhang Dadan, you should go home and take a look."

On the screen, Zhang Dabing seemed to have noticed something. He threw down his bowl and chopsticks, left behind a few coins, and ran back home like a madman.

The cinema was still packed with people.

Several screening rooms were packed with people and were not affected by the earthquake at all. The atmosphere was just as lively as at the beginning.

Everyone was staring at the screen intently.

Over the past few days, everyone has more or less heard about cases of evil spirits appearing, and the secrets behind them are chilling.

The victims died in extremely tragic circumstances.

Su Liang was no exception. He was watching a movie when he felt a slight sinking feeling in his mind.

Part of the memory came to mind.

(End of this chapter)