Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 155 Thunderstorm
Love Under the Moon is not only a sacred artifact of the god of love, but it also contains the inheritance of the god of love’s throne.

Normally, if one wants to use the Harp of the God of Love, one must obtain the divine inheritance contained in the harp to be qualified.

But Lin Rong was different. He used the blood containing the purest and most sincere feelings in his heart to pick the Acacia Heartbreak Red, and his body was stained with the scent of Acacia Heartbreak Red.

This aura allowed Lin Rong to play the harp of the god of love freely even without accepting the inheritance of the throne of the god of love.

Playing the harp was a skill that only a small number of musicians had in the past.

But in this world, it is a compulsory course for every noble.

As a hereditary duke, Lin Rong naturally learned this skill from etiquette classes since childhood.

Aristocratic etiquette covers a wide range, covering almost every aspect.

A person's energy is limited, and it is impossible to be proficient in everything without being a genius.

Therefore, except for a few necessary etiquettes that require specialization, the rest of the etiquette only requires knowing them, and there is no need to learn them to the level of mastery.

As a male noble, for Lin Rong, playing the harp is just a matter of knowing how to play, and he does not need to be proficient in it.

When Yang Wudi brought the Eros Harp to him, out of curiosity, Lin Rong played a song with the harp.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the harp played by the god of love could temporarily calm his troubled mood.

The effect of Eros' Harp allowed Lin Rong to escape from the vine cage in the banyan forest.

It feels great to be free again.

Even though half a month has passed, the sense of novelty has not completely disappeared.

Only by experiencing the feeling of losing freedom can you understand how precious freedom is.

The ancients never lied to me.

Lin Rong sat quietly on the sofa, closing her eyes and playing the harp of Eros.

The music he played had a melodious tune, and the sound of the piano was as distant and quiet as an orchid in a valley.

The old butler sat next to the young master, listening silently.

Although he was not proficient in music, he could tell from the melody that this piece of music did not belong to any of the contemporary piano music.

However, the young master did not say it explicitly, and he tacitly did not ask about the origin of the music.

The piano piece played by Lin Rong originated from his previous life and was called "Jie Shi Diao You Lan".

This piece of music was one of the few ancient music pieces for which he still remembered the piano score.

The orchid is luxuriant and its fragrance is wafting. If you do not pick it but wear it, what harm will it do to the orchid?

Why is it so today? I travel to all directions, day by day and year by year.

Snow and frost are falling, and the shepherd's purse and wheat are lush. If you are not hurt, I will not meet you.

The abundance of shepherd's purse and wheat is the abundance of shepherd's purse and wheat.

It is like a gushing mountain spring or the tranquility of an empty valley. No matter how strong the wind, rain or thunder is outside the window, it cannot affect the atmosphere of the piano music in the house.

The melody of the piano music is slightly depressive and sad, but mournful rather than sorrowful. It is like entering a quiet and remote place without people, returning to the infinite peace and tranquility in one's heart.

If you close your eyes and savor it carefully, you will feel a unique sense of elegance, tranquility, remoteness and openness.

The piano music was played slowly, and the quiet sound surrounded the roof beams, creating a poetic atmosphere, and it was coming to an end unknowingly.

After the song ended, the remaining sound of the piano still echoed in the main hall, lingering and lingering.

Lin Rong opened his eyes. His state of mind had temporarily returned to its peak. He was in a very peaceful mood at the moment, and there was no trace of emotion in his dark and bright eyes.

The old butler also came back to his senses from the music at this moment, a peaceful smile appeared on his old face, and he praised sincerely:

"Compared to last time, the young master's harp playing skills have improved again."

"Madam is very accomplished in music, and I think the young master has inherited Madam's talent in music."

"When the lady was still alive, she would often sit in the garden that she took care of herself and play the harp. In response to this, the young master once complained that the lady spent too much time on these things, and that they had less time to spend together because of this."

Mother? Lin Rong's calm mind began to ripple.

In this life, his relatives died early, and he deliberately avoided the issue. Except for that night in Diandu City, Lin Rong never took the initiative to ask the old housekeeper about his family's past.

And that was the only time, Lin Rong only listened to the small part about his grandfather, and fell asleep in the old housekeeper's arms in a daze.

Although Lin Rong has figured it out, he no longer avoids talking about his relatives' past.

But because of his personality, Lin Rong would not take the initiative to learn about these matters, but let things take their own course and stay away from them.

It was enough to occasionally get some snippets of information about relatives from the old housekeeper.

It is important to remember the deceased, but the most important thing is to cherish the people around us who are still alive.

Lin Rong held the old housekeeper's hand tightly and turned to look outside.

Outside the window, the sky was still as dark as ink, and the sound of the storm was growing stronger and stronger, with a huge roar occurring every few breaths.

The rain pounded mercilessly on the bluestone ground, and the soil under the vegetation was washed away by the heavy rain. The soil and rain mixed together and became turbid. "The weather is so bad, I wonder how the negotiation between the royal family and the Spirit Hall is going."

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The inner city center of Tiandou City.

Yuexuan, which used to be the royal court etiquette academy, became the highest-end communication club in Tiandou City after Tang Yuehua's death.

The top floor of Yuexuan.

Three figures in gorgeous clothes sat around a round table, arguing fiercely.

"Bishop Sarath, cooperation requires sincerity."

Xue Qinghe's tone was a little tough. As the Crown Prince of Tiandou attending the meeting between the Spirit Hall, today he was no longer dressed in his usual blue cloth robe, but had changed into the exclusive attire of the royal crown prince.

His entire temperament also changed from casual and elegant to imposing and domineering.

"You want me to have a million soldiers from Tiandou, but your Spirit Hall only has two Titled Douluo. How can such a good deal be possible?"

"With a million troops going out to fight, even if those pirates have seven Title Douluo, they are nothing but dry bones in a grave. There is nothing to be afraid of at all."

"Then why should I, Tiandou, cooperate with the Spirit Hall? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who can be easily fooled?"

"Let me tell you, the Spirit Hall has suffered a series of setbacks, which has greatly damaged the prestige of the current pope. Now she is begging us, not us begging her."

"Bishop Sa, you'd better understand your position clearly. Don't take advantage of others and bully the weak!"

Platinum Bishop Salas is Bibi Dong's man. Normally, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, needs to greet him with a smile in order to maintain her persona, but this is not necessary now.

In a sense, Xue Qinghe is now completely seeking revenge for personal gain, and his attitude is so tough that he is just short of standing up and giving Sarath a loud slap in the face.

This made Xue Xing, who was sitting next to Xue Qinghe, look at his nephew in surprise. Such a tough and upright attitude was completely different from the hypocritical villain with a dagger hidden in his heart who was smiling.

Things have their priorities. Although Xue Xing and Xue Qinghe don't get along, she won't contradict him in this situation. Instead, she echoes Xue Qinghe's words:

"Bishop Sarath, it was your Spirit Hall that first proposed the cooperation."

"It's a bit too much for Spirit Hall to send only two Title Douluo. At least five Title Douluo should be sent to show sincerity."

"To show our sincerity, our Tiandou side can send 300,000 troops and two Titled Douluo."

Two Title Douluo? Can the Tiandou royal family afford them?

Salas was very disdainful in his heart, but then he changed his mind and quickly figured out who the two Titled Douluo that Prince Xuexing was referring to were.

It is nothing more than Dugu Bo, the royal priest, and one of the two guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The current leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, is very close to the Tiandou royal family, and Ning Fengzhi himself is the teacher of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

Supporting a Titled Douluo for the royal family to call upon was reasonable in Sarath's opinion.

Not to mention Dugu Bo, Sarath, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, naturally knew about the incident in which the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall chased Dugu Bo but was forced to retreat by the Royal Knights led by Xue Xing.

Therefore, it was only natural for Dugu Bo to fight for the royal family.

In fact, the bargaining chip that Bibi Dong gave to Salas was seven Titled Douluo, which was exactly the same number as the seven sacred pillar guardian Douluo of Seagod Island.

But in negotiations, no one reveals their bottom line right at the beginning. Salas only said casually that Spirit Hall would only provide two Titled Douluo, so that they could bargain later.

Unexpectedly, the prince of the Tiandou royal family seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He started to attack with full force, catching him off guard and completely invalidating the plan he had prepared in his mind.

Fortunately, Prince Xuexing gave Sarath a way out so that he did not feel so embarrassed.

"You are too polite, Prince Xuexing." After sorting out his thoughts, Sarath said calmly:

"I just wanted to test it out before, but any normal person knows that since our Spirit Hall took the initiative to propose cooperation, it is impossible for us to only send out two Title Douluo."

"However, after going through this, I finally understand why Emperor Xue Ye, who has a crown prince as the heir to the throne, would ask you, Prince, to help handle the affairs of the empire."

"This young man is usually so humble and gentle, but I didn't expect him to lose his temper when faced with an important matter. He needs more experience!"

Sarath didn't mention anyone by name in his last sentence, but the implication was that Xue Qinghe was incompetent and impulsive and thoughtless.

Prince Xuexing was very pleased with these words, with a smile on his face, while Xue Qinghe on the side had a gloomy look on his face.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's appearance, the narrow-minded Saras decided to continue his revenge and put all the credit for the cooperation on Xue Xing.

"Prince Xuexing, since you Tiandou are so sincere, I won't hide anything and will speak directly to the point."

"We in the Spirit Hall can provide seven Title Douluo, plus your two Title Douluo in Tian Dou, we are outnumbered by that group of pirates."

"We have the advantage in the number of Title Douluo, and with an additional 300,000 troops, we will definitely win this battle."

"Wish we can co-operate well!"

Sarath gestured with his hand.

"It's a pleasure working with you!" Xue Xing glanced at Xue Qinghe and shook hands with Saras with a proud look on her face.

The moment they shook hands, a loud thunder sounded outside, and the wind and rain reached its peak at this moment.

(End of this chapter)