Chapter 70

At the end of the Xiao sound, the white jade Xiao was also slowly put down by Lin Xiao, but he still closed his eyes and didn't open them. The expression on his face was melancholy and lonely, as if he was recalling something. But the people were still immersed in the lingering sound of Xiao and didn't wake up... A Xiao presented the magic of all things in front of them, and let them see a person's life from childishness to beauty, to maturity, and then to the end.

They were like having a dream, in which they saw the life they were destined to go through step by step. It was the flute sound with infinite magic that led them to a dream.

They were shocked. If not today, they always thought that the sound of Xiao brought auditory enjoyment, but they didn't think that a sound of Xiao completely touched their heartstrings and described moving pictures in their hearts. What a magical and incredible flute sound, and what a strange person can play such a flute sound.

They could think of nothing but shock.

I don't know how many people even think they actually have a dream and haven't woke up until now.

"This song has the same name as this Xiao. It is called a dream in the world of mortals. It is a song I must play every day. Every time I blow, I will remember my dead mother. The sound of the flute is like her gentle call, which makes me feel that she has not left me, but has always been with me and watched me go through every step of my life. " Lin Xiao said softly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet. This was the first time he played "a dream in the world of mortals" in front of so many people. There was no accident or pride in the reaction of the people, because it was normal in his heart.

His voice was too low to wake people from the shock. Until long Yin praised word by word: "good! What a dream in the world of mortals. What a Lin family, Lin Xiao. Until today, I know what is the real sound of Xiao, what is the unity of human Xiao, and why this song should only be heard in heaven and in the world. I have listened to many wonderful sounds in my life. Today, I know that compared with this song a dream of mortals, the wonderful sounds I heard before are really vulgar and hard to hear. I didn't think so when you mentioned that the sound of the secular world was not worthy of your Xiao sound. Now I finally believe that your Xiao sound and Wuchen's painting skills are indeed comparable to the skills of the secular world. It's a blessing of God that you two are born in our Tianlong kingdom. God bless my Tianlong! "

Long Yin's voice was generous and excited. He did not hide his excitement, surprise, appreciation and comfort. His words woke everyone up and shouted out their hearts. For a time, there was an uproar in the exclamation on the field. These dignitaries, who are usually silent and smiling, are extremely stingy with the words of praise. They all use the most gorgeous words they can think of to praise the Xiao sound and Lin Xiao, and even feel that it is not enough. How can the gorgeous language of the world be qualified to modify the flute sound that should only be in heaven.

Today, they know ye's family Wuchen and Lin's family Lin Xiao again, a world-renowned talent who can blow Tianle.

Everyone is convinced that Lin Xiao won the game. Because they don't believe that there is any Xiao sound that can surpass the dream of the world of mortals just now. A Xiao sound brings everyone into a dreamlike Wonderland and tells a person's dream life, including the memory of his mother's sadness, melancholy and light loss of life. Each of them listens to it and resonates with it.

These people also include ye Wuchen. He had never thought that Lin Xiao's attainments in Xiao had reached such a shocking level.

"It's amazing!" Ye Wuchen said to Lin Xiao.

"Xiao... Is half of my life." Lin Xiao replied with an expressionless face.

"Oh? Ah... For me, Xiao is just a musical instrument, that's all. Does that mean that if you can't touch the flute in the future, you'll lose half your life? " Ye Wuchen said with some ponder.

"Yes!"

"Unless you have absolute confidence, don't bet your life on this indifferent game, and it's a bet without any return. Only fools can do this. Maybe you think you're absolutely sure. But I think... "

Ye Wuchen didn't go on. The roar in his ear didn't dissipate for a long time. He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "listen to me first."

The clear voice shocked their hearts and finally calmed down gradually. They refocused on ye Wuchen and looked forward to his performance.

Ye Wuchen smiled and said, "young master Lin's Xiao skill really lives up to his reputation and is admired. Even I don't have enough confidence to surpass childe Lin. But I, the Ye family, have never left without fighting. I still want to make a fool of myself. "

He glanced at the long flute in Lin Xiao's hand and then said, "childe Lin, this flute is the relic of his biological mother. It is like life. He has never left his body, and naturally he has never allowed others to touch it. So this Xiao is untouchable. I don't know if any of your predecessors and friends have brought the flute to come here and borrow it for the next time. Wuchen is very grateful. "

When the voice fell, he didn't sweep his eyes to the whole audience, but looked at Hua shuirou. He smiled and looked at her softly, and didn't leave for a moment.

Look at me and I look at you, but no one can take out the flute. They are here to watch the competition between young heroes. Who will bring Xiao without anything. Moreover, the flute is not a piano or string instrument. It needs to be played with lips. No matter a man or a woman is willing to share a flute with others, because it is not fundamentally different from sharing the same pair of chopsticks with others. So even if someone brings it, it's impossible to take it out - of course, except for those girls who are excited and want to paste it upside down immediately. Jade people give Xiao, which is meant to be entrusted for life. Thousands of them are willing, but they suffer from having no Xiao.

Hua shuirou's heart beat violently. She looked up again and again and dropped again and again, because every time she secretly raised her head, she always came into contact with the eyes that made her heart beat suddenly faster. She covered her flushed face and whispered, "did... He find it?" For a long time, no one took out the flute, and the scene suddenly became a little embarrassed. Long Yin also frowned and said, "can someone bring Xiao?" If there were no flute, the competition would not go on. If I go back to the palace to get the flute, I don't know when it will be delayed. Hua shuirou quietly raised her head and saw ye Wuchen's soft eyes. There was a faint expectation in her eyes. The eyes seemed to want to tell her: even if others give it to me, I won't accept it. I just want your one{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation