Chapter 645 This Is Fashion

Xia Wuyi has been in the Wuwang Immortal Sect for a hundred years, step by step becoming one of the four major singers. Naturally, his knowledge of music is very profound, and his talent is second to none.

Don't think he is just a singer, but in fact, he can play almost all musical instruments that can be found in the East Pole Continent. In composing music and writing lyrics, he also had good results.

But the song that Du Ziyuan brought out was an area he had never been in contact with. Du Ziyuan gave him a song "Sea of ​​Flowers", and he didn't just sing it out. According to the singing method and style of this song, He imitated and wrote a few songs himself, and they were all very nice.

This time "Small Half" he also has the mentality of learning. However, after hearing the first two sentences, he felt something was wrong.

His musical talent is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and correspondingly, the degree of infection by songs is also much higher than that of ordinary people. As long as he calms down, he will easily be brought into the artistic conception by the song.

Chen Li, the original singer of "Little Half", has a unique style of song, which can always poke the listener's heart from a strange angle. The lyrics of this song also vividly describe the mentality of a crush.

Xia Wuyi couldn't help thinking of some people around him in the past hundred years. In fact, Jiang Li is not the only one who likes him, Wuwang Immortal Sect is all beautiful women, so the chances of him falling in love are not small. Especially the charismatic existence of "Li Canghai", who was the "sister" of all the disciples before becoming the suzerain.

But he has always remembered that promise in his heart, so he never thinks about emotional matters. He didn't want to take over even the position of suzerain, but his master forced him to give it to him, so he couldn't disobey it.

Over the years, there are more than one or two girls who have been hurt by him? At that time, he was very hard-hearted, thinking that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. But now listening to the song, I realize that pain is pain, no matter what, I have hurt those lovely girls. It's just that the spring heart is sprouting, but if it's really devoted, it's just like in the song, it's really pitiful.

Thinking of this, Xia Wuyi immediately clicked the pause button, he couldn't listen anymore, because tears had filled his eyes unknowingly.

He wiped away his tears, and immediately dialed Du Ziyuan's cloud chat.

The video is connected.

"Hello?"

What appeared in the picture was a guy who was tightly wrapped in a quilt, as if he was in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Even the lower half of the face was covered.

"Brother? What are you doing? Have a cold?" Wu Sheng can also catch a cold?

Du Ziyuan said: "This is fashion, you don't understand."

"Fashion?" Xia Wuyi was at a loss, he had never heard of the fashion of wrapping himself into rice dumplings.

But that's not the point, he asked Du Ziyuan: "Brother, why did you write such a song?"

"What song? Oh! "Little Half", right?" Du Ziyuan narrowed his eyes, pretending to be casual, "When the inspiration comes, I will write it naturally."

"inspiration?"

"That's right, I know someone who foolishly has a crush on others and is as ugly as a clown. Looking at her, I made up this song," Du Ziyuan strongly hinted, "The last time The song "Splashing Ink on the Lijiang River" was also inspired by her."

No matter how stupid Xia Wuyi was, he knew who Du Ziyuan was talking about. He sighed secretly, he didn't want to talk about this topic with Du Ziyuan anymore, so he had to forcefully change the topic: "Brother, you gave your righteous sister such a good song, so my younger brother doesn't have a share? I'm so partial, I can change too Become a younger sister."

"I am biased? You have a conscience, I have given you all the songs of "Holy Grail War", are you still not satisfied?" Du Ziyuan was like a sculpture, maintaining one movement throughout the whole process, only the eyebrows Jumping up and down can see his mood at this time.

"Those songs are very nice, thank you brother." Xia Wuyi was just talking about the topic casually, so he immediately admitted his mistake.

Unexpectedly, Du Ziyuan said again: "But if you want to invite a song, I do have one here, and it's specially prepared for you."

"Really? What's your name?" For a singer, there is nothing that Xia Wuyi cares more about than a good song. And Du Ziyuan's songs are the guarantee of quality in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's not finished yet. I plan to wait a while to release it together with a new manga," Du Ziyuan said. "As for the name, it's called... "Meng Hui Huan"."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Xia Wuyi said happily. I didn't expect Du Ziyuan to come up with a song just by mentioning it casually. This is really a surprise.

Du Ziyuan hung up Yunchao, and immediately twisted his neck crazily: "Oh, it's so uncomfortable, this broken bell... Huh?" He was halfway through speaking when he suddenly discovered something.

There seems to be no ringtone.

He immediately touched his neck, but found nothing but skin.

The bell that the Emperor of Heaven put on him had disappeared at some point!

Although he didn't know why, Du Ziyuan was still very happy.

"Haha, I finally don't need to wrap myself in a quilt to meet people!" He jumped off the bed, shaking his hands and feet, "The Emperor of Heaven is really good at torturing people, why did he give a bell for no reason?"

At this moment, the Lingguang Jade suddenly rang.

"Who is it this time?" He opened it, and his face turned green immediately.

"Haha! Son, I'm back! Do you miss your mother?" It was Luna.

Du Ziyuan had a resentful expression on his face: "Mother, it's really time for you to come back." She wasn't there when she was looking for her, but now that the bell was gone, she suddenly appeared again, and the timing was too good.

"What's wrong? Why are you unhappy today?" Luna immediately saw that something was wrong with Du Ziyuan.

"Uh, no, it's nothing." Du Ziyuan shook his head, he didn't bother to mention this matter, it was super troublesome to explain, "By the way, mother, I have something I want to consult with you."

"What's up?"

"Well, don't you just lead people's red lines? But in this world, there are many people who don't have spiritual roots, can't cultivate immortals, and their lifespan is often very limited. Once a long-lived person falls in love with a short-lived person, the result is often the same. It would be too pitiful to end in tragedy, so I wonder if we can find a way to help them."

"Do you have any ideas?" Luna asked.

Du Ziyuan gestured: "Tell me, can we reach a cooperation with the underworld, so that those who died before their partners can retain their memories of life, and then use some kind of opportunity to restore their memories, so that they can continue their relationship."

Luna thought about it, and said: "But son, you have to know that after reincarnation, he will be a brand new person with an independent personality. If we forcefully add a memory of his previous life to him, it will be a bit inhumane."