Chapter 63 (2/2)

”What? I went on! It's your turn to answer me. Didn't you listen to what I asked you just now? ”

Pop!

The new fragments are broken, just like before. This time Lu Ping can confirm that it must have something to do with listening to Wen Yan.

”Did you use any power when you spoke?” He wants to know more about it and confirm it.

”What ability!” Wen Yan was not angry. Lu Ping tried twice, and she also saw the clue. She is the penetrator of the spirit of Chong. Her eyesight is very good. She found that the fracture degree of fragments has changed from that before, which means that Lu Ping's control over Ming's courage has been improved.

”That's because you're listening to me. That's the perception of Mingzhi spirit. So it virtually improves your attention to the soul of Ming, but the effect is only so little, not much value. ” Wen Yan not only saw it, but even understood the truth.

”Oh, then you go on.” Lu Ping has picked up another fragment and is eager to try.

”What? I'll go on!” Wen Yan Qi, he is at home, that is the identity of the great miss, in the academy is also the attention of the stars, how to put the mountains of woodlouse look like a servant? Very handy.

He stared at Lu Ping fiercely. Of course, Wen Yan would never keep talking. He reached out and took out a round and flat thing from his pocket and photographed it on the windowsill: ”use this.”

”What is this?” Lu Ping asked.

”Haven't you seen the recorder?” Wen Yan was surprised. How poor and backward is xiafeng district?

”Oh, yes.” Lu Ping remembered that Su Tangyou had described this kind of thing to him. He said that there were students. It seems that it is such a name.

”It's terrible...” Wen Yan sympathized with Lu Ping a little. I've heard of it and haven't seen it. Must be very eager?

”This thing is like this.” Wen Yan's tone suddenly became much softer, ”after collecting the voice with the courage of singing, it can be stored in it. Then use the courage of Ming to launch it, and the sound can reappear, just like this. ”

Wen Yan said, stretching his finger slightly above, he hardly saw that she had any soul power control, but the melodious music had come out of the flat and round thing.

”How's it going?”

”Well, it's much more convenient to practice with this thing!” Lu Ping sighed.

Practice... Practice? Who says this thing is for cultivation?

Wen Yan couldn't keep up with Lu Ping's ideas, but Lu Ping had picked up a fragment. This time, while listening to the music, he controlled his courage.

”If it's useful to practice like this, you still have to work so hard?” Wen Yan muttered.

Pop, light sound.

That's it! Wen Yan thought, but when he looked at it, he saw that the fragments in Lu Ping's hands didn't even break this time, but there was a crack. Although it was very deep, it obviously made progress again.

”It sounds good.” Lu Ping praised the music from the recorder.

Because of the beautiful music, further enhance the attention?

Wen Yan thought, but soon his face turned black again.

Doesn't that mean that your voice is more repulsive than music?

”Son of a bitch!” Wen Yan muttered in a low voice, but this time she didn't bother Lu Ping again. She clearly saw Lu Ping's improvement and progress in a short time. What he did was not as absurd as she thought at first!

Maybe it's really possible... Wen Yan was thinking and suddenly felt a very fierce spirit rush. In a hurry, she drew back behind the window.

PA!!

There was a burst of dust on the windowsill. Wen Yan looked blankly and found that his voice recorder had become a piece of dust.

”What you need to focus on is the process, not the result.” In the distance, under a big tree, the drunkard woman took a bottle of wine early in the morning and taught Lu Ping a lesson while drinking.

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