Chapter 632 You Are Not a Girl

The wind stopped, the people stopped, and the halberd fell.

Everything seemed to be the same as before, without any change, except for the shallow marks on the ground, which witnessed everything just now.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Xuan saw Yan Qing staring at him, and couldn't help but teasing: "You are not a girl, why are you looking at me like this?"

Hearing this, Yan Qing's cheeks flushed slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his head, avoiding his gaze and not daring to look at Qin Xuan. His heart was beating, and even his breathing became slightly hurried.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Xuan's eyes condensed, as if he saw something.

"No, I'm fine, why are you so narcissistic, will girls always look at you like this?" Yan Qing asked somewhat unconvinced, and mustered up the courage to look up at Qin Xuan, as if doing so could cover up the discomfort in his heart.

"So, you admit that you look at me differently?" Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qing with a smile, his eyes full of ridicule.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Qing's expression froze, as if he had said something wrong.

"No, I think everyone else is like this. This is the first time I've seen someone as narcissistic as you." Yan Qing rolled his eyes at Qin Xuan, his eyes full of disdain.

"Just saying it casually, why take it seriously." Qin Xuan shrugged, expressing his helplessness, and suddenly stared at 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, I feel wrong. How can a girl be as rude as you? I must have an illusion." Qin Xuan said to himself.

"..." Yan Qing's face suddenly stagnated, and he forced himself to keep smiling, but he asked himself in his heart, am I rude?

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Qing blinked his eyes and asked Qin Xuan curiously: "Hearing you say that, you like gentle girls?"

"Of course, gentle girls are cute and kind, who doesn't love them?" Qin Xuan's tone was very natural, and then he looked at Yan Qing in confusion and said, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Uh... I was just wondering if there are girls in the world who would like someone as narcissistic as you." Yan Qing smiled at Qin Xuan and said.

"Don't think about it." Qin Xuan showed a smug smile on his face and said, "I have a beloved girl, and we are already married, so there is no need for others to like me."

When Qin Xuan's voice fell, the look on Yan Qing's face suddenly froze there, his heart twitched unexpectedly, and he felt a little painful. Even he didn't know why, he just felt very painful.

Qin Xuan met him by chance, and although he helped him a little, the two were just ordinary friends at most. Hearing that he had a wife, he should not feel anything, why did he feel heartbroken?

"No need for others to like it." A hint of loss flashed in the depths of Yan Qing's eyes. Although it flashed for a moment, it was difficult for him to calm down. What happened to him? Why was he so touched?

"What happened again?" 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 remarks were inexplicable.

Yan Qing shook his head and immediately changed the subject: "You still have a test to pass, don't you plan to try it?"

"Of course." Qin Xuan said with great confidence, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light, looking at the long zither, and his heart was suddenly eager to try.

Before, outside the city, there was a sound of zither coming from the void, which helped him understand the artistic conception of the zither, and also allowed him to break through the third level of Yuan Wang, which gave him a different understanding of the zither technique.

It turned out that the power of the zither sound could be so strong.

Now that the long zither is here, he naturally wants to try it out, what kind of feeling is it to play the zither, and whether it will bring him new insights.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged and placed the long zither in front of him. Without any surprise, the previous prompting voice sounded again: "Play a song at random."

"Hmm?" Qin Xuan frowned. He thought the test was to let him feel the artistic conception contained in the zither sound, but he didn't expect that he would have to play it himself. What should he do?

He knew nothing about music. He had only heard someone play it, but 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 feel the way of zither sound, he was really willing but not strong enough. He had never touched it before and had no idea where to start. He couldn't pass this test.

"Brother Feng, do you know zither skills?" Qin Xuan sent a voice to the Tianqi Sword with a little bit of luck.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qing responded calmly in an instant: "As a man of seven feet tall, why should I play the piano? A sword is enough."

Qin Xuan was speechless, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face. He couldn't help but look at Yan Qing. Yan Qing saw Qin Xuan looking at him, and vaguely understood something, and asked tentatively: "You don't know how to play the piano?"

Looking at Yan Qing's unbelievable expression, Qin Xuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. This seemed a bit embarrassing. He just said that he would pass all the tests, but now he was slapped in the face.

Yan Qing's eyes flashed with a smile, and he walked towards Qin Xuan and said: "Since you don't know how to play the piano, then get out of the way."

Qin Xuan was stunned at first, and then a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Do you know how to play the piano?"

"Of course, as simple as playing the piano, how can I not know it." Yan Qing said calmly, but his tone revealed a hint of pride, and finally made this guy admire him.

Seeing Yan Qing put the zither directly on his knees, as if preparing 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 piano sound. Moreover, Yan Qing looks so meticulous, so he should be very good at playing the piano.

Soon, the sound of the piano gradually came out, not fast or slow, melodious and lingering, as if it contained a magical power, which made 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 closed, intoxicated by the piano sound.

Yan Qing glanced at Qin Xuan, and a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then his eyes continued to focus on the strings, and his slightly delicate fingers jumped on the strings, as if he was also integrated into the piano sound, playing as he pleased, not sticking to the piano music.

In the void, a middle-aged figure slowly emerged, wearing a green robe, revealing a temperament that did not belong to the mortal world. He stared at the two people below, nodded from time to time, and there seemed to be appreciation in his eyes.

As time passed, the sound of the piano kept changing, ups and downs, sometimes exciting and high-pitched, like the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, sometimes hoarse and low, like a bloody fight for life and death, and finally transformed into light and joyful, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.

Yan Qing just sat there, quietly lowered his head and played the piano, but he sketched out a series of realistic pictures, making people feel immersive, mobilized by the sound of the piano, and it was autonomous, not deliberate.

From beginning to end, Qin Xuan never opened his eyes, sitting there, his face changing from time to time, and even his body was dancing, as if, echoing the sound of the piano!