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Hundreds of years ago, Dragon Toquz after numerous trials and sacrifice, successfully completed the miracle 'genetic music theory', and music theory with blood and passed on to future generations.
Therefore, before the birth of talent, which itself is music theory of cohesion, Zhang heart sounds and even the fate of even the scepter of the prototype!
After all, a person's life is limited, compared with the huge world, not worth mentioning, slim as dust.
In order to explore the nature of the source of large, Dragon Toquz ancestor of producing blood Heaven, the music theory as a legacy, the blood left in the generations.
Passing the torch countless descendants.
As long as blood is immortal, then one day, you can evolve to large source realm.
After the building blocks dozens of generations of ancestors heritage to Ye Qingxuan the hands of the 'ladder' can be said to have been perfect.
Its own line of excellent adaptability across seven doubt, not to mention its disregard for the ultra long-range resonance boundaries will transfer power to his own ability horrible thousands of miles away.
And Ye Qingxuan need to do is combine the ladder with their own music theory.
After careful thought after, Ye Qingxuan felt their school complex, simply gave up changes, call and chant the road, to focus on their current understanding of school.
Inspiration, magic, heart phase, as well as the core of the ban.
Therefore, he was a headache.
The breath so many things are integrated, Qinan also.
Moreover, there is the philosopher's stone of music theory in them. If in order to complete heart sounds, left to their own words, tantamount to Maiduhaizhu, not just research on a small source of all our efforts, but also lose a huge foundation of the philosopher's stone brings.
Think fall to pieces stricken ......
So, now the question came.
How do so many large and complex systems and music theory with each other, so that it becomes a coherent whole mess from their own master it?
Thought of this, it looks Ye Qingxuan sorrow sulk.
"What ...... where is wrong?"
He softly whisper, stared countless complicated complex notes, in order to interpret the law looking for omissions.
Which may be involved in music theory too complicated and large. Even if there are large spherical restraint over the auxiliary, it is a huge project, just by themselves, do not, and every time the results of the hearts of calculus are often poles apart.
It has been close to two weeks, and he has no clue.
He closed his eyes, no longer think, fingers pounding the walls, intermittent humming one of the tunes blurred.
It does not matter, do not worry.
There is a long time.
The same afternoon, across the corridor, two old prisoner after the bars bored while away the time.
Wheelchair old man threw Duanqichabei, Xiliu the two, Bata mouth, shaking his head seems dissatisfied.
"Pharmacists change it? 'Seasoning' put a little less, no taste."
He put down his cup, sighed softly:
"I can feel my feet."
Across the cage in his room, it is a magazine that will face buried in the bald old man. He Couzhuo afternoon sun, have been Laoyanhunhua, but see very focused.
Hear his voice, they Pieliaopiezui, said the rise:
"Your feet did not early, I still personally cut it, you forget?"
"Yes they are old and confused,I later took a new, better use than in the past. "
The old man in a wheelchair put aside the blanket cover on his knees, proudly shaking their feet toward each other: "Well, you see, you see ......"
Under the calf in that Siegen and off, simply empty.
Can muddy old pair of eyes staring at the bald old man has looked a long time, and suddenly patted his head, "Yes, oh, how I forgot this crop."
"Right."
Old man in a wheelchair again cover up the blanket, under the legs, obviously empty place of a thing, but it highlights the shape of the body. Like some kind of twitching limbs, slowly crawling around in.
"Itch ah ......"
The old man reached for wheelchairs, blankets across the scratching does not exist feet, scratching scratching, and looked up and it becomes sorrow: "Hey! You did not know?
Soup would died tonight, Joe is also fast, should be acquired. "
Bald surprised a moment, closed the magazine that: "Yesterday it looked not quite good?"
"He too early heart transformation, has now been almost jump no more." Wheelchair old man shook his head, "he could not stand much longer."
"Well ah ......"
"Live to this age, but also to the damn old." Bata wheelchair old man with his mouth open, "when another neighbor for so many years, we are not easy."
"Eighty years ago, he went to the damn older."
Bald re-launched the magazine, which obsessed, but said dismissively: " 'old fool' is dead, but you do not either persuade him quickly recruited Well, maybe the holy city of mercy, give him to find a prostitute. providing hospice care about it. "
"forget it."
Wheelchair old man shook his head: "Eighty years ago, the city's three secrets can change, so now I'm afraid of him for a prostitute he was killed by an opening of the holy city spared no efforts if you want, on your own?.."
"I think spared no efforts ah, but not to the holy city."
Bald old man doing all:? "After the disintegration of the Inquisition or else why they sent me to see if I had the yellow book What secrets can change hands several things look good, I really can not figure out the trick early saint. City is why ...... "
"Because you are sick, Moliens."
Wheelchair old man deadpanned: "You're a bitch-child raised."
"Thank you praise."
Silence again soon.
After a long time, wheelchair old man asked: "how did you watch this damn thing every time you watch the magazine when the heart is not a good thing prospective?."
Moliens raised his head, exposing old and kindly smile:
"I do not know why you want to kill."
Wheelchair old man says with deep emotion, looked up,
Staring in one direction: "Because he?"
"For ah." Moliens sigh: "You're just itchy feet, but I itchy ah, severe itching as early as three years, then maybe I have not help it.."
He listened to the humming sound of a distant blur, I could not help biting his nails.
Tooth friction, rattling.
"Today's young people ......"
He softly whisper: "really powerful ah."
"For ah, you are master of the holy city parallel he detonated a musical instrument, and instantly kill six, the tone did not even breathe."
"I did not make this ......"
Moliens looked up at him, her eyes full of scarlet bloodshot: "Not this."
Wheelchair old man suddenly silent, He smacked his mouth open, listening with faint sound of the wind, the fingers on his knees to the beat of pounding.
That sounds just vague humming, listening is not clear, nor any details at all, intermittent, like wind in the unreal sound.
This can be for two decades steeped antique music theory, however, it is sufficient to hear some of the clues hidden in them.
So, that one on his knees beat it beat stiff fingers together.
Under the blanket, that wriggling like a snake crawling around the right foot, quickly restored the rest.
"So ...... so."
He whispered sigh: "I remember that not less than two years old which changed the old devil body, zombie, right??"
Moliens looked at him, her eyes became mocking them: "If this without the help of the gods also such amazing talent, who do you think would be so foolish as to do black musicians?"
"......"
Speechless old man on a wheelchair, but deeply looked at him: "Do the neighbors for so many years, I advise you one, do not hit his idea.
You do not want the day to be blindfolded people walked headband when the test items, right? "
"Do not worry, I'm just a pity it."
Moliens Jie Jie doing all up: "Whether I motionless hand, those old monster Cardinal will not let him leave here alive.
Unfortunately, ah, such a good young man, can not die in my hands ...... "
"Unpleasant topic to stop here."
Old man on a wheelchair sigh, "say anything, have become difficult to drink the tea."
He Duanqichabei, drank the tea cools down, wipe your mouth. The residue falling from the tea cup, sprinkled on the table, Chi Chi sound.
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