MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1379 Different sedan chair (fourth more)

  While Wang Baole was immersed in his three pleasing piano notes, the notes formed by the superimposition of nearly two hundred pops in his body at this moment formed subtle distortions around him, like a force field, which was very special.

  Wang Baole naturally noticed it, took it out, looked at it, and put it back again. 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 can’t be formed.

"It doesn't matter, with my perceptual qualifications, I can come to the blue music school a few more times to get the piano sound." Thinking that his melody path is like the fire of hope is burning, Wang Baole is invigorated and has an inexplicable self-confidence. .

  When he came into contact with the woman in red at the beginning, Wang Baole’s cognition of the law of hearing desire was tune, even in the follow-ups, even after he came to the chord school, what he learned and looked at was the same.

Everyone is creating their own music. Because everyone has different chances and different experiences, there is no the same in music, and the uniqueness of this variety of methods is deeply attractive. The factor of Wang Baole.

  Not even he himself is keenly aware. This uniqueness has a great relationship and fit with him as a clone and desire to be independent in his heart.

  To a certain extent, this clone of Wang Baole wants to prove that he is independent, 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 wanted to know what kind of melody the music he created would play.

  With such ideals, Wang Baole did not give the blue lefish to the housekeeper the first time. After all, he caught so many in one day. This matter can easily lead to a series of associations and speculations.

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

  Along the way, he cautiously avoided all possible probing until he was sure that no one was following him, and then he started hurriedly, using the fastest speed to fly to the place where the Lanle fish school was.

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 far away, and then disappeared in place and appeared in another direction. Return slowly 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 crosses his knees. Sitting in the place where he was meditating yesterday, he calmed all his breath and waited silently.

  After a while, he felt a little unstable, and 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 most of the three monks retreat alone, even if they go out, it is difficult to meet in this vast dark night. During this period of time, Wang Baole only met the monk of Hengqin sect yesterday.

  So, Wang Baole was very smooth and waited till dawn. With the active fish school, the sound of music and heaven came again, Wang Baole immediately broke out of the soil, sat cross-legged, and began to feel.

  One by one notes, in this beautiful circumstance of nature, slowly emerged in his mind, making Wang Baole feel happy, unknowingly, his rules of joy began to slowly increase.

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

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

  In addition, there were also Hengqin sect monks who came here twice. After Wang Baole thought about it, he did not take action. 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 tones of Wang Baole finally reached nearly forty.

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

   even realized that when running this melody, it dissipated and merged with the piano sound, and the passion of the piano sound carried a sense of desire for freedom, which contained Wang Baole's persistence.

  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, and it's called Liberty!" Wang Baole looked forward to that day. As for the puff, Wang Baole didn't make a specific calculation. It was basically an increase of about 100 per day, and now it is almost 3,000. They are all superimposed together.

  As for the power, because he puts emphasis on the sound of the piano, and no one takes action with him, there is no way to try it.

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

  It seems that their lives are meant to play the sounds of nature, and a month’s worth of nature has exhausted all of them. In the end, every time they collide with each other, they often represent death.

  At the same time cruel, the voice is so sweet, contradictory and cruel.

  Until this day, when Wang Baole came to the former blue-leaf fish area 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, feeling very emotional, and looking for it again, after confirming that there was no blue le fish, Wang Baole shook his head, just about to leave, but he was here. At that time, a faint melody sounded in his ear.

  The voice contained resentment, coldness, and some unwillingness. It was like an ancient woman who came out of the cabinet and wanted to marry someone who didn't like it. On the marrying sedan chair, the inner emotions turned into a rhythm and echoed 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 dry figures, and walked slowly.

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

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

  Slowly, come.

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