Ling Feng said innocently: "Senior, you are so humorous. Your flute sound is so beautiful. How can you be a murderous demon? Besides, who in the world would admit that he is a demon?" Dugu Han stared at him.

That innocent smile looked like that of a young man who was inexperienced and unaware of the hardships and dangers of the world.

Although Dugu Hanxing still looks cold on the outside, he is already a fire fighter on the inside. Little does he know that although Lingfeng is chatty and cheerful on the outside, he is trembling and vicious on the inside. His acting skills are so superb that it is really a pity not to be an actor.

It is said that women are ruthless and actors are meaningless, and it is not unreasonable! Ling Feng said respectfully and sincerely: "Senior, can you tell me the name of the music you played just now?" Dugu Hanxing simply replied: "Autumn wind leaves falling leaves are sad.

"The whole building is full." Ling Feng exclaimed: "As expected, the song is just as its name suggests. It is so poignant and beautiful. This song is so gripping that it makes the younger generation remember their first lover and makes people feel endless sadness and regret." After he finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down in front of Dugu Hanxing.

, said with utmost sincerity: "This junior wants to achieve success in music. I am really lucky to meet an expert today. I beg you, senior, not to give up and accept me as your disciple."

Dugu Hanxing liked the child Ling Feng very much in his heart, not only because he knew the sound of his flute, but also because he was similar in age to his long-lost child, who was also in the blooming season. Thinking of this, Dugu Hanxing's heart felt tingling again.

Just because he has experienced too many betrayals and met many insidious and cunning people, he still put on a thick disguise and said expressionlessly: "How can a man kneel down to others casually when he has gold at his knees?"

Ling Feng was determined to become a disciple and said in a solemn voice: "If the senior does not agree to the junior's promise, the junior will never get up."

When someone piously comes to learn from his master, you can't say, "Then just kneel down!" Dugu Hanxing said, "I, Dugu Hanxing, wander the world and have no one to rely on. Besides, I am aloof and arrogant by nature, so it is really inconvenient for me to accept you as my disciple." After hearing this, Ling Feng said,

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Since the seniors have so many inconveniences, the juniors can't force themselves to do it. Just because this song exists in heaven, how many times can we hear it on earth? Seniors, can you let the juniors hear the wonderful sound of the seniors again?"

"No!" Dugu Hanxing replied, "This song is not meant to be played for passers-by."

Ling Feng still said respectfully: "The music is produced by the seven emotions of the human body. I hope the people I care about will understand my thoughts. 'Poems are recited to people, and songs are played to close friends.' It seems that the younger generation has no chance to be the close friend of the senior one."

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When Dugu Hanxing heard Lingfeng's views on music, he was very happy and finally showed a slight smile and said: "I didn't expect that you can understand music deeply at such a young age and have unique insights. It is really commendable..."

As he spoke, he took out a music score from his pocket and continued: "This "Lone Moon and Lone Star" is the fruit of my hard work. "Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Full of Sorrows in the House" just played is just a part of it. You have to know the real skill.

It is by no means learned, but obtained through self-understanding. What is learned is only the form, and what is comprehended is the essence.”

Ling Feng looked at Dugu Hanxing intently, listening to his teachings devoutly, only to hear Dugu Hanxing say again: "This song originally required a husband and wife to play the piano and flute in order to show its supreme state. It's a pity that my fate is shallow, and I have been alone all my life."

Now I will give this score to you, hoping that one day you will find a confidante to carry forward this song."

Ling Feng was overjoyed and took the music score with his hands that were slightly trembling with excitement. He said with great gratitude: "Senior, I met by chance and gave you such a great gift. I really don't know how to repay your kindness. Please accept it, senior."

I am the adopted son!" Dugu Hanxing almost called him: "Feng'er!" But he finally held it back with reason. It was not that he was still wary of Ling Feng, but that he was now the target of public criticism. Ling Feng recognized it.

His adoptive father is harmful and useless

Dugu Hanxing said in a gentle tone that he had never seen in many years: "Lingfeng! I understand your intentions, but I still can't accept you as my adopted son. I hope you can understand my difficulties."

Ling Feng did not ask him what his difficulties were, because he knew that even if he asked, the other party would refuse to answer. Ling Feng knelt down to Dugu Hanxing again, and said sincerely: "Senior! Please accept Ling Feng's homage." He originally thought that Dugu Hanxing

Han Xing would definitely come over to help him, and then he would have the chance to make a move. Unexpectedly, Dugu Hanxing was indifferent, but he didn't know that Dugu Hanxing was just moved and temporarily forgot to help him up. Dugu Hanxing said: "It's getting late, so you and I part ways!

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"I haven't asked the seniors for their surnames yet, so that the juniors can keep them in mind and report back in the future."

"It's just a small gift, why bother saying thank you; when we meet by chance, why remember my name? It will only bring bad luck to you. It's better that you don't know." Ling Feng knew that Du Hanxing was persistent, so he had no choice but to say goodbye to him. He said with regret: "Then

This junior bids farewell.”

No! Ling Feng has not yet achieved his wish of ‘killing demons’, so why did he leave like this?

Of course he wouldn't just give up. Ling Feng turned around and walked a few steps. It seemed that there was still unfinished business, and he seemed to be reluctant to leave Dugu Hanxing. After suddenly looking back, he found that Dugu Hanxing was still in the same place, staring at him like a statue: He

Only over forty years old, so vicissitudes of life, so lonely, so reluctant to give up

Ling Feng did not dare to think too much. He only knew that in order to stand out in this world of survival of the fittest, he must not be kind to women and must resort to any means. Ling Feng spoke again: "Senior! I have a lotus bud ornament on my body.

Although it’s not worth a few bucks, it’s Feng’er’s respect for his seniors. He hopes that his seniors will appreciate it and keep it as a souvenir.”
Chapter completed!