MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1384 Wanted (first change)

Most of the people who distinguished the identity of Lingzi from the other two sects were Taoists and strong men, each of which was quite incomprehensible. At the same time, in the west district of Listening City, in a tall building, there was a figure of a woman who also turned out. The female is outstanding, wearing a purple dress, her face is cold, but her facial features are quite delicate, and she has a kind of beautiful beauty.

  This woman is the Yuelingzi, one of the two masters of Hexianzong.

  His attainments in the principle of listening desire even surpassed Shi Lingzi, and he is a well-deserved powerhouse second only to the suzerain of the Chord Sect.

  She looked in the direction of Shi Lingzi's roar, her eyebrows frowned, and her eyes were puzzled.

   "Why is this man crazy!"

  At the same time, in other directions in Tingyu City, the two Daozi of Hengqin Sect also raised their heads to look in the direction from Shi Lingzi's low roar.

   These two are both men, and they are both handsome and extraordinary. If they are dressed in women's clothing, they will be embarrassed if they are not young girls. However, the relationship between the two is extremely harmonious, which is very different from the competition between other sects.

Even many times, they are accompanied by each other in the eyes of the world. At this moment in this city of hearing, the two of them are sitting in an attic, one is playing the piano, and the other is sitting aside with one hand and chin, staring intently in front of him. The person, immersed in listening, but with the roar of Shi Lingzi, the sound of the piano was disturbed, making the person who touched the piano frowned.

  The other one, after seeing Fuqin's companion frowning, his expression became cold, and he got up and walked out.

  "Where are you going?" Fuqin asked softly.

   "I'll beat him up."

  At the same time, there is another place in the city of Tingyu. A middle-aged monk wearing a gray robe is sitting in the courtyard of his house, holding a piece of wood in his hand, and knocking on the porcelain in front of him.

Around him, broken porcelain abounds. While the fragments are all over the floor, there are not many complete porcelains left, but he didn’t care. He still smashed a complete porcelain into pieces, with a sense of sentiment in his expression. Listen The sound of broken porcelain seems to portray this note in the bottom of my heart.

  But Shi Lingzi's roar seemed to have some influence on him, making the middle-aged man look unhappy.

  This person is one of the two Taoists of Yinlvdao, named Zonghengzi.

  He is the most well-known Daozi in Yinlvdao. As for the other one, because of his long-term retreat, Hengqin School and Chord Sect, he knows little, and even Yinlvdao itself knows very little about the other Taozi.

  I just know that another Taoist named Yinxi.

  At this moment, when the three major monks of Listening Yucheng were all disturbed by Shi Lingzi's voice, Wang Baole, who had been sent back, naturally heard this.

And because the location he teleported back was not fixed, it appeared randomly, so he was not very close to Shi Lingzi's side, so he quickly changed his clothes, changed back to his own appearance, and walked calmly on the street, watching He seemed to ignore Shi Lingzi's roar, but his heart was coldly humming.

"What is the name of the ghost, next time, I will let you see Fanyin again!" Wang Baole was not in a good mood. The melody he worked so hard to create was trampled on. This feeling is like a child raised by himself and rejected by outsiders. same.

  However, he also had to admit that in the realm of the law of hearing desire, he was indeed inferior to that time Lingzi, and the degree of movement achieved by the other party was already one of the sources of the law of hearing desire.

"More than three thousand puffs, you won't die, then thirty thousand!" Wang Baole's eyes showed a hint of cruelty, and he galloped toward the restaurant. Soon after he arrived at the restaurant, he summoned the butler and took the reserved blue music. The fish was given to each other.

The blue fish in his storage bag is not very active anymore, and there are even a lot of them that have died, but there are dozens of remaining ones, and the housekeeper feels the storage with a special magical instrument. After the quantity in the bag, the whole person was shocked.

  "This...so much!!!"

  Ignoring the butler’s dumbfounded, Wang Baole's expression was not very good, and he opened his mouth deep.

  "Tell your owner, I want to have incomplete scores, the more the number, the better!"

  The butler’s heart beats faster. He knows the value of so many blue music fishes, and at the same time, he understands that he can obtain these, which also represents the strength of the monk in front of him.

  After all, the blue fish is not very easy to catch.

So at this moment, after hearing Wang Baole’s request, he nodded quickly, and after leaving quickly, he reported to his owner. Soon, the owner behind this hotel activated his own network of strength. In the city, collect incomplete scores for Wang Baole.

  In this way, when the night of this day was about to come, the first batch of incomplete music scores were sent over. For the first time, Wang Baole did not go to the mountain gate in the night, but in the house, looking at the incomplete music scores, began to feel crazy.

   And his talent in the law of listening desire was also revealed at this time. Although it is not as good as the opportunity of the Lanle Fish School, as long as there are enough scores, with Wang Baole's insight, he can even gain more.

  Of course, the premise is that there are enough incomplete scores.

In this way, time passed slowly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. During this half month, Wang Baole was almost in the restaurant and did not go to the Zongmen. In this constant insight, his notes have gradually formed, especially Later, as thousands of incomplete music scores were delivered every day, Wang Baole's puff notes increased at an alarming rate.

  Nowadays, the number of superpositions is not more than three thousand, but has reached eight thousand. As for the piano tone, perhaps because of the incomplete music score, or it is not the sound of nature, none of them have formed.

  Wang Baole is depressed, but he thinks of the spirit of death, so he suppressed his attachment to his music and concentrated on superimposing the pop sound.

  At the same time, in the past half month, a wanted piece also came out of the Chord Sect in the name of Shi Lingzi.

  This wanted is very simple. There is a portrait inside. It is Wang Baole who has changed his appearance. Even the painter is extremely exquisite, showing his expression perfectly.

  There is also an information introduction, saying that this person is good at vulgar but weird ordinary sound. If someone encounters him, tell Shi Lingzi, he will be qualified to create music scores for him by Shi Lingzi.

The qualification of    immediately caused a sensation among countless three monks. After all, Daozi personally tailored the scores, which was a great opportunity for the three monks.

Therefore, in the past half month, many monks in the three sects stopped retreating, but went into the dark one after another, searching for people wanted by Shi Lingzi, especially Hengqin Sect. Shi Lingzi had even a few days ago. Killed it once, looking for Wang Baole.

   But it was blocked, and it was very unpleasant.

   But in any case, the incarnation of Wang Baole is already famous among the three sects and even the mortals in the city of listening.

  Wang Baole finally ended his comprehension of the incomplete music score when countless people searched for it.