Chapter 377

Did the people of black castle come to kulakuka to select a choir? Is it the only one like this, or has it always been like this?

When the shadow was thinking, Barbara blinked her emerald eyes, waiting for the answer of the shadow.

The shadow's eyes turned and the lie came: "no, it's still my wife Fiona who came this time. I came first just to surprise her. Don't tell her."

Barbara has a pink bubble on her face: "really? I won't say it!"

The shadow asked about some things, such as the location of siblock and whether there was anything strange about the whole kulakuka land.

Barbara answered the first question quickly and even invited them to follow her to West Pollock tomorrow, but Angel refused.

Second, Barbara said some strange rumors, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with what they want to know.

The two of them exchanged ideas by heart tie. In Barbara's eyes, it is the end of the chat.

Barbara saw that neither of them spoke any more, so she walked along the eaves of the table to the middle of the table with a simple and beautiful smile: "brother angel, brother Diablo, thank you for your hospitality."

At this time, Barbara slightly smiled shyly and said, "I have nothing to return, so I'll sing you a poem?"

Angel smiled faintly and motioned Barbara to be free.

Barbara nodded, put her hands on her chin, closed her eyes, opened her mouth and sang

"The first brave man broke into the garden of flowers with a sword in one hand and picked the first rose stained with morning dew with the expectation of the red haired princess."

When Barbara sings, she seems to have her own aura.

The changeable sound lines are constantly intertwined, just like the sound of nature.

In addition, her exquisite face, holy temperament and those simple and beautiful pictures are engraved into her heart at this moment.

"The second brave man restrained his anger and hid in the country of the giant snake. In the mask of cunning human beings, he waited for the dawn of the next night in the blood of war."

Angel has heard many operas and many poems. Even when he was a child, he was forced by his mother to write some seemingly ups and downs, but they were all nonsense aria poems. With these experiences, his appreciation of singing poetry has risen sharply.

Even under the high standards and requirements, Barbara's singing still moved him.

This may not be the most beautiful aria he has ever heard, but it is the most melodious melody he has ever heard.

Sometimes crisp, sometimes thick, sometimes holy, sometimes lonely. Each tone has a corresponding emotion, which makes people addicted to it.

"The third brave man spread his wings and stepped into the dark castle. In the gentle chant of the high priest, he took up the scepter to meet the brilliant third visitor."

Inadvertently, Barbara's poems attracted the tea cup band in a corner of the most extravagant nightmare.

The tea cup band floated in mid air and revolved around Barbara. When Barbara entered the next chapter, she even played music. Some played the piano, some played the oboe, some played the horn, and some played the harp

Angel always felt that the music played by the teacup band was harsh, rhythmic and tuneless, but now he found that the effect of playing with the orderly teacup band was not inferior to that of the large opera house, and even better because of the tacit cooperation!

"The fourth brave man, accompanied by the chant, opened the door in the air, opened the black classics and awakened the fourth soul under the guidance of boundless brilliance."

The performance of the teacup band became more and more exciting with Barbara's lyrics.

Perhaps the perfect accompaniment, or perhaps other reasons, urged Barbara to play countless times better than usual, pushing a song that has been recited for thousands of years to a new peak.

After singing a song, Barbara immersed herself in the aftertaste for a long time, then slowly opened her eyes and opened her skirt curtain call.

When she saw the countless "teacup people" around her, she was not afraid. Instead, she clapped hands with them happily, praised the high level of performance, and even muttered that it was more luxurious than the performance level of the sky Choir!

"Sing well. Do you understand the meaning of this poem?" Angel asked suddenly.

Barbara nodded: "of course, this is the goblin epic of our kulakuka people, which has been handed down for thousands of years!"

"Another millennium." Angel's mouth seemed to have no smile. From the moment he arrived at bocrates, he heard many times that Duoluo was a thousand year old monster.

"Thank you for playing. This song reminds me of many stories." Angel stood up and made a breast salute.

Barbara nodded shyly: "it's my pleasure."

After a short exchange, Barbara suddenly said, "it's almost noon now. I should go back. Grandma should worry about me."

Angel nodded "understanding" and then snapped his fingers. The nightmare situation was cancelled, and the three reappeared on the green grass

Barbara bowed to angel and the shadow, then smiled and waved her hand, ran down the mountain, and brought a string of silver bell like girl laughter with the breeze in the mountain.

When Barbara disappeared from sight.

The shadow suddenly said, "you scared the little girl."

Angel shrugged. "Her acting is better than you."

Yes, acting.

Although Barbara tried her best to be calm, she always maintained her innocent character. But neither the shadow nor Angel found Barbara's tension and fear from the beginning.

In the nightmare, angel can tamper with people's five senses wantonly, which means that his control of emotion has reached the peak. Barbara is a mortal. No matter how good her acting is and how calm her expression is, she can't hide her violent mood fluctuations.

Angel turned to the shadow: "how did you find it?" Angel can grasp the mood fluctuation, but why can the shadow find Barbara's acting?

Shadow: "no matter how simple and brilliant the girl is, she suddenly broke into the world of a giant. I don't believe she has no fear at all. Moreover, when we ask her, she answers what we want. She doesn't dare to cross the minefield at all. It looks docile and simple. In fact, she is timid and obedient, but it is deduced by performance."

"Perfect makes me can't find an excuse to punish her. You say, it's not fake. What is it?"

Angel nodded noncommittally: "but at least what she said should be true."

The shadow sneered, "if she dared to tell lies, she would have become a cripple just now."

"Are you so disrespectful to women?"

"I only give respect to people with blonde hair and blue eyes, regardless of their gender, race and age." The shadow seemed to hint.

"Pervert." After an evaluation, angel put his thoughts on Barbara again. To tell you the truth, he admires Barbara. Originally, he didn't intend to let Barbara go, but in order to get out of trouble, she specially played a song that surprised him.

After the performance, while they were still immersed in the lingering sound, they made a request to leave, and the reason was very warm, without edges and corners.

Angell was impressed by his acting skills, temperament and adaptability.

So he let her go.

However, this does not mean that angel is relieved of her. When Barbara left, angel left a nightmare gas between her eyebrows just in case.

At the same time, angel also found another dark and familiar energy fluctuation in Barbara's shadow. There is no doubt that this energy fluctuation belongs to the shadow.

Angel and the shadow looked at each other tacitly, and then disappeared with a mountain haze.

They walked down the mountain.

"What do you think of the aria she sang earlier?" Through the tether of the mind, the shadow asked angel.

Angel was silent for a long time: "what do you want to ask is the content or the singing tone?"

"Do you have any questions about the singing tone?" The laughter of the shadow came.

"It's an epic. I think it's more like a narrative poem. It describes some experiences of the kulakuka nationality. The second and third paragraphs obviously talk about the war thousands of years ago and the rescue by the Wizards of the black castle. However, it's a little too beautified. If such a brave man bears the humiliation and burden, he won't be forced to destroy the nationality by unarmed villagers." Angel paused: "I don't know the other two paragraphs. But the fourth paragraph may refer to things in black castle."

"What you said should be correct. The fourth paragraph is really worth noting."

At present, both of them are hiding their bodies, so angel doesn't see them, and there is a deep exploration in the eyes of the shadow.

Shadows have hidden thoughts, and so does angel. However, compared with hiding in the bottom of his heart, angel chose to use a seemingly chatty tone to ask the doubts in his heart carelessly.

"Do you remember the second paragraph she sang? I remember her poem said 'the kingdom of the giant snake'. At that time, they should live in sipolak, the predecessor of waterglass. Why did she say it was the kingdom of the giant snake?"

"Are you interested in the history of mortals?" Asked the shadow.

Angel: "it's just curiosity."

The shadow doesn't doubt him. After all, it's just the history of mortals: "well, it's normal that you don't know. The king Fuxu court destroyed everything in that country. No one is allowed to mention it or talk about it on any occasion." The shadow said, "in fact, before the king Fuxu court took over this area, that is, thousands of years ago, this land was actually ruled by another country, which was called akso Shengya."

Axel Santa? Angel's heart clicked. He remembered that the snake in the waters near bocrates was called akso!

The shadow continued, "this country is very strange. The holy beast they worship is a giant snake, so the 'Kingdom of the giant snake' in Barbara's poem should refer to akso Shengya."

Angel asked, "what's the name of the giant snake?"

"The name of the giant snake? I don't know, but it should be just a totem? It's a spiritual symbol. Will it be named specially?"

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(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)