The wind stops, the people stop, and the halberd falls.
Everything seemed to be the same as before, without any change. Only the shallow traces on the ground witnessed everything just now.
"What are you looking at?" Qin Xuan saw Yan Qing staring at him and couldn't help but teased: "You are not a girl, why are you looking at me like this?"
Hearing this, Yan Qing's cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head subconsciously, avoiding her eyes and not daring to look at Qin Xuan. Her heart was beating loudly, and even her breathing became slightly quickened.
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed, seeming to see something.
"No, I'm fine. Why are you so narcissistic? Are girls bound to look at you like this?" Yan Qing asked unconvinced, mustering up the courage to look up at Qin Xuan, as if doing so could hide her inner feelings.
of discomfort.
"So, you admit that you look at me differently?" Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qing with a half-smile, his eyes full of ridicule.
After the words fell, Yan Qing's expression suddenly froze, as if he said something wrong.
"No, I think everyone else is like this. It's the first time I've seen such a narcissistic person like you." Yan Qing rolled her eyes at Qin Xuan, her eyes filled with disgust.
"Just saying it casually, why take it seriously." Qin Xuan shrugged, expressing his helplessness, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on Yan Qing again, motionless, not knowing what he was looking at.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Qing asked with a guilty conscience.
"Sometimes, I really think you are a girl, but when I think about it carefully, it feels wrong. How can a girl be as rude as you? It must be that I have an illusion." Qin Xuan said to himself.
"..." Yan Qing's face suddenly froze, and she forced herself to keep smiling, but she was asking herself, am I being rude?
Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Qing blinked and asked Qin Xuan curiously: "Listen to what you said, do you like gentle girls?"
"Of course, who doesn't love gentle girls who are cute and kind?" Qin Xuan's tone was very natural, and then he looked at Yan Qing doubtfully and said, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"Um...I was just wondering if there is a girl in this world who would like someone as narcissistic as you." Yan Qing smiled and looked at Qin Xuan.
"Don't think about it." Qin Xuan showed a proud smile on his face and said, "I have a beloved girl, and we are already married, so I don't need anyone else to like her."
The moment Qin Xuan's voice fell, the expression on Yan Qing's face suddenly froze. His heart twitched unexpectedly, and he felt a little painful. He didn't even know why, but he just felt a lot of pain.
Qin Xuan met him by chance, and although he helped him a little, the two of them were just ordinary friends at best. Why did it hurt to hear that he had a wife who should have been indifferent to her?
"There is no need for other people to like her." A hint of disappointment flashed through the depths of Yan Qing's eyes. Although it passed away briefly, it was difficult to calm down in her heart. What was wrong with her? How could she be so deeply touched?
"What's wrong?" Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qing with a very strange expression. He always felt that Yan Qing was a little weird, and some of his comments seemed inexplicable.
Yan Qing shook her head quickly and immediately changed the subject: "You have another test that you haven't passed. Don't you plan to try it?"
"Of course." Qin Xuan said with great confidence, his eyes flashed with a bright light, looking at the Changqin, and he was suddenly eager to try it.
Before, outside the city, the sound of the piano came from the void, which helped him understand the artistic conception of the piano, and also allowed him to break through the third level of the Yuan King, which gave him a different understanding of the art of the piano.
It turns out that the power of piano sound can be so powerful.
Now that Changqin is here, he naturally wants to try it out to see what it feels like to play the piano and whether it will bring him new insights.
Qin Xuan sat cross-legged and placed the Changqin in front of him. Without any surprise, the previous reminder sounded again: "Play a piece of music at will."
"Huh?" Qin Xuan frowned. He originally thought that the test would allow him to understand the artistic conception contained in the sound of the piano, but he did not expect that he would be asked to play it himself. What should he do?
He knew nothing about music. He had only heard people play it but had never tried it himself. This was undoubtedly a huge challenge for him.
Thinking of this, Qin Xuan couldn't help but frown. Although he wanted to understand the way of piano music, he was really incapable of it. He had never been exposed to it and had no way to start. There was no way he could pass this test.
"Brother Feng, do you know how to play the piano?" Qin Xuan said a voice to the Tianwei Sword with a hint of luck.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qing responded instantly: "You are a seven-foot tall man, why should I play the piano? I have a sword."
Qin Xuan was speechless for a moment, with a trace of sadness on his face. He couldn't help but look at Yan Qing. When Yan Qing saw Qin Xuan looking at him, he vaguely understood something and asked tentatively: "You don't know how to play the piano?"
Seeing the disbelieving look on Yan Qing's face, Qin Xuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It seemed a bit embarrassing. He had just made bold promises to pass all the tests, but now he was slapped in the face.
Yan Qing's eyes flashed with a smile, and she walked towards Qin Xuan and said, "Since you don't know how, just get out of the way."
Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Do you know how to play the piano?"
"Of course, how can I not know how to do something as simple as playing the piano?" Yan Qing said lightly, but there was a hint of pride in his tone, finally making this guy admire him.
Seeing Yan Qing put the Changqin directly on his knees, as if ready to start playing, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly became expectant.
Although he can't play the piano, he can understand the artistic conception of the music. Moreover, Yan Qing looks so meticulous, so he must be very good at playing the piano.
Soon, the sound of the piano gradually came out, unhurried, melodious and melodious, as if it contained a magic power, making the listener's heart calm down involuntarily.
In just a moment, Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently, as if his heartstrings were touched, and his eyes couldn't help but close, intoxicated by the sound of the piano.
Yan Qing glanced at Qin Xuan, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then continued to focus on the strings. His slightly delicate fingers jumped on the strings, as if he was integrated into the sound of the piano, playing as he pleased.
Stick to the music.
In the void, a middle-aged figure slowly emerged, dressed in a green robe, revealing a somewhat unearthly temperament. He stared at the two people below, nodding from time to time, and there seemed to be appreciation in his eyes.
As time goes by, the sound of the piano continues to change, ups and downs, sometimes exciting and high-pitched, like the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, sometimes hoarse and low, like a bloody battle of life and death, and finally transformed into light and joyful, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.
Yan Qing just sat there, quietly lowering his head and playing the piano, but he sketched out a series of lifelike pictures, which made people feel that they were immersed in the scene, moved by the sound of the piano, and it was autonomous, not intentional.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Xuan never opened his eyes, sitting there, the expression on his face changing from time to time, and even his body was dancing, as if he was echoing the music!