God level negative second generation

The sky garden on the 72nd floor has basically not changed much. The battle that took place downstairs a few days ago only affected the 71st floor, without harming the flowers and plants here.

It is very quiet here, you can't hear the noisy sounds below, and there are no messy things, only the pure fragrance of vegetation permeates the air.

"Feishuang?"

Tang Lingxue cast a curious look at Feishuang.

I really want to know how she plays music without Guqin.

The latter smiled slightly, and replied, "Actually...it's very simple."

She picked off a flower leaf casually, wiped off the dust that did not exist on the leaf, and placed it in front of her delicate lips.

Breathing out, I heard a clear and loud sound like a flute.

However, the music played by her is not as good as the one she played with Jiuxiaohuan Piqin. It can only be said to be not bad, and it is incomparable with the rare fairy music.

"Not very good..."

Tang Lingxue was a little disappointed.

Yu Fan also shook his head slightly.

After listening to Feishuang's qin music, their ears have been cultivated, and this level of music can't satisfy them at all.

Seeing this, Feishuang sighed slightly, and put down Ye Zi, "It seems that I have to show some skills."

Immediately sat down on the spot, stroked the back of the head with his left hand, and put down the tied high ponytail.

With a smooth pull, he pinched a small tuft of long hair and gently pulled it off.

No more, no less, exactly seven strands of hair.

"Brother Dao, please help me get one." Fei Shuang said.

With a casual throw, seven black threads over two and a half feet long shot at Yu Fan.

The latter twirled with one hand and grabbed one end of the hair.

"Protect them with force, or they will break." Feishuang ordered.

Yu Fan obeyed the arrangement, arranged them one by one, and injected real essence into them, making the originally fragile hair tough.

Feishuang held the other end of the hair with one hand, freed her right hand, and fiddled with the stretched black hair a few times.

The texture of the hair and the strings are different, and there is no body carved from ancient wood, so the sound is completely different, less melodious and more vibrato.

However, under the maintenance of true energy, it sounds pretty good.

Feishuang's jade fingers fiddled, and her beautifully manicured nails stroked her slender hair, making a series of musical notes.

With the change of her left hand, the notes fluctuate in height and form a simple musical sound.

Tang Lingxue was amazed, and said in amazement, "The hair can still be used like this, you are indeed a cultivator!"

"Although it's not as good as Guqin, it has a different taste. Feishuang, how about a song?" Yu Fan smiled and praised.

With the approval of the two, Fei Shuang nodded slightly, and said: "Then Fei Shuang will be making a fool of herself."

After saying that, he fiddled with seven strands of hair with one hand.

A leisurely and comfortable piece of music was played.

Playing music with hair, the notes are not as full as the guqin.The whole piece sounds a bit ambiguous and hazy, like a poet's hoarse singing.

But as Yu Fan said, although the voice was not very clear, it had a special taste.

Especially under Feishuang's concentrating and careful caressing, those fragile strands of hair showed unprecedented vitality, as if transformed into a lyre, striving to bloom a moving melody.

The rhythm of the music was flat at first, and gradually became much higher as her jade finger played faster.

Yu Fan twisted one end of his hair and listened quietly, as if he felt Feishuang's state of mind blending into the music.

There seems to be some deep meaning in her piano music.

Looking closely, when Feishuang was playing the piano, her cherry lips were opening and closing slightly, as if she was singing.

But there was no sound, and it was impossible to know what she was singing.

There was a faint strange smell in the air.

Tang Lingxue was sitting among the flowers next to her, holding her cheeks in her hands and looking at the two people in front of her, feeling a little apprehensive for no reason.

The two of them sat together with the length of their hair separated, using the black hair as a string to compose a movement.

really...

Something...romantic?
"Hey, they are all practitioners, only I am not..."

Tang Lingxue thought to herself.

Although Yu Fan and Feishuang didn't flirt, Tang Lingxue couldn't help thinking about the questions asked by the reporters just now.

In case one day, the two of them really...

"No, I have to start cultivating quickly, and learning early will be a big deal!"

A sense of crisis made Tang Lingxue more determined to practice Kunlun Immortal Art with Yu Fan.

Finally, a simple piece of music was played.

Yu Fan let go of the hair in his hand, and praised: "It's really amazing to be able to play music with just a few hairs."

Feishuang lowered her head slightly, wrapped those long hairs around her fingers, and said modestly: "Brother Dao, I'm flattered. There is a specialization in martial arts, and Feishuang just knows a little bit in this area. It’s much inferior to you.”

While speaking, she secretly looked at Yu Fan with her bright eyes.

Finding that the latter's mood did not fluctuate and was very calm, he couldn't help showing a faint look of loss.

But soon he was relieved, an ice flower bloomed from the fingertips, freezing the seven strands of hair, and then smashed them to pieces with a flick of his fingers.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring Xiaochaner with me." Feishuang sighed, "In this world, it is my best friend."

This made Yu Fan and Tang Lingxue a little embarrassed.

"We only know that it sounds good, but we don't know how to evaluate it. We have wronged our great musician." Tang Lingxue smiled, and walked over to help Feishuang up.

The eyes of the two women touched each other inadvertently.

Feishuang felt a little unnatural, she forced the corners of her mouth, and said, "Miss Tang was joking, I don't mean anything else, it's just..."

Tang Lingxue smiled generously and shook her head slightly, "No need to apologize, I understand what you mean."

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze at the same time and looked elsewhere.

"Why do I feel that you two are acting weird today?" Yu Fan asked suspiciously.

Feishuang bowed his head and remained silent.

Tang Lingxue smiled lightly and said, "You're weird. I think Feishuang seems a little tired. I'll accompany her to rest. You can go to your parents. They probably need your help."

"This... alright." Yu Fan nodded.

He knew Tang Lingxue better, seeing her say that, he probably wanted to say something to Feishuang alone, and deliberately distracted himself.

He didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and left the top garden directly, leaving the space for them, and went downstairs by himself.

Watching his figure leave, Tang Lingxue turned to look at Feishuang with a half-smile.

"Yu Fan is very good." She said.

Feishuang frowned slightly when she heard the words, smelling a dangerous smell, she didn't answer and asked instead: "Miss Tang, why did you say that all of a sudden?"

Tang Lingxue sat casually in the grass, and said lightly, "My own man, of course I know how attractive he is. In a certain way, Yu Fan really has nothing to choose, but he doesn't know it himself."

After a pause, she turned her gaze to Feishuang, and asked, "He is so nice, it's not surprising that someone would like him. But you, Feishuang...you are a fairy with a high level of cultivation, and you won't be so easily attracted by him." captured?"

"I……"

Upon hearing this, Fei Shuang shook his head quickly.