Chapter 169 Silent Heart Movement

The widow Luo's eyes were filled with strange lights, and murderous intent appeared. Of course, she knew that the sound of her piano touched the string of power of Lu Tianfeng. In the whole world, there were definitely no more than three people who could play this song. However, the only one who could use the jade zither to interpret the jade-quality sound of Zhiyin's music was her widow Luo.

If she had played it, she might not be able to withstand this murderous intent and kill the little man who brought infinite danger to the Tian family, but now, she can't make a move because when Lu Tianfeng walked out of Quyi, the first call was the word "Sister Luo".

The jade hand raised and stretched out, gently stroked Lu Tianfeng's face, sighed deeply, and then turned around and left.

That night, Lu Tianfeng sat there like a wax sculpture, motionless. The widow Luo did not move him. Although she had not practiced the profound skills, she understood that this was the most dangerous time for a little man. If there was any accident, he would fail and go astray.

Lying on the bed and looking at the little man, the widow Luo was surprisingly. She didn't feel any sudden and slept well.

The next morning, when the widow Luo opened her eyes, she found a pair of translucent eyes looking at him, and the owner of the eyes was Lu Tianfeng.

After a night of power, he had already broken through to the king of the heavenly rank and entered the realm of the emperor. This was a kind of power that he had never had in his previous life. At this moment, his heart was full of desire for power, and he hoped to listen to the song "The Soul Song" again.

The whole person changed a lot, so that the widow Luo was a little surprised and asked, "You woke up, it seems that you have changed a little!"

Every time the strength increases, it will lead to changes in the body and temperament. At this moment, the quiet Lu Tianfeng is very different from yesterday's hip-hop.

Lu Tianfeng smiled softly and said, "I owe you another favor. Zhiyin song is really not simple. It can actually touch the circulation of my true energy and open up the strange acupoints of my body. Can you talk to me again?"

The widow Luo supported her hand on her head, held her upper body up, and laughed and said, "I still want to hear it? I heard it yesterday and stayed in my room all night. I don't know what people outside are talking about it. Tonight, I dare not keep you anymore, otherwise, I will not be willing to let you go."

Someone once asked when women were the most beautiful, but now Lu Tianfeng can tell him that women are the most beautiful when they wake up. The confused expression and charming and weak style are all beautiful, and they all make people feel moved. What's more, the widow Luo exposed the snow-white skin on her chest from the quilt, and the faint fragrance penetrated into her heart and lungs, making people reluctant to leave their eyes.

"What does that matter? If you really want me to stay, I'll stay. If you can find a confidant like Sister Luo, I think no man will refuse, and of course I will not be an exception."

Widow Luo sat up from the bed, stretched out his jade hand and pointed it at Lu Tianfeng's forehead, smiled charmingly, and said, "You are so beautiful that I, Luo Yu, have been withered in my heart for eight years, how can I be broken by you, a bad boy? Turn around quickly, I'm going to wear clothes."

Lu Tianfeng did not turn around, but instead smiled: "Beauty dresses and beauties bathing have a kind of charm. How can I miss such an enjoyment? Sister Luo, sorry, I can't turn around because I'm afraid I will regret it."

The widow Luo blushed and said in a coquettish voice. She glared at Lu Tianfeng and said, "I knew that you little bastard are not at ease. It's a pity that I'm too kind, otherwise I'd throw you into the stinky ditch last night. See if you dare to tease me?"

Although he said this, the widow Luo still lifted up the quilt. Under his pajamas, Linglong's mature body was so beautiful that it made people feel lustful and turbulent. In Lu Tianfeng's memory, there are many women's physical impressions. Let's not talk about the end of the world. Just say that after rebirth, Qin Rumeng in the Beijing Bathroom Hall and Xu Bingyan in the dense forest were not as thrilling as widow Luo now.

Yes, it's thrilling. That kind of beauty is definitely not elegant and luxurious. It's simply unparalleled in the world. Lu Tianfeng really doesn't understand what kind of man he is, so cruel to make her a widow.

Outside the pajamas, he put on a cloak, turned around and glared at Lu Tianfeng, shouting: "Little pervert, what are you looking at? Don't you know that there is a saying that you should not look at the inappropriate ones?"

Lu Tianfeng did not look back, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked very ambiguously, and he smiled strangely: "Sister Luo is right, don't look at it inappropriately, but I look at it very politely. Just imagine, such a beautiful woman is full of charm in front of me. If I don't look at it a few more times, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the Creator's painstaking efforts?"

"Sister Luo, I really can't figure out who is it? I can be cruel to make you a widow?"

When the widow Luo's expression changed slightly, his face filled with a painful look, and he said, "I have played this song for two people. One is my former fiancé. Unfortunately, even if he is a superb, he can't escape the fateful arrangement. It's my fate to become a widow. Okay, let's not talk about my unpleasant things, Sister Luo will play it for you again, I hope you like it."

The man sat down at the Yuqin table, and the widow Luo immediately became different. There was no longer any charm on her body. The sacred and inviolable brilliance reflected on her face, as if she was fairy Qiong Yao, so beautiful that she was indifferent to the square. The man was beautiful, and the sound was heard, like the sound of the sky.

Although Lu Tianfeng could hear that the song Zhiyin had already integrated into the feelings of widow Luo, but when he heard it again, he did not feel the same as last time. It sounded nice, but this was not what Lu Tianfeng needed. He wanted to borrow Zhiyin's song again and improve it. It seemed that there was indeed nothing in the world that could be obtained without effort.

The song of the soulmate was over, Lu Tianfeng sat there, frowning. Widow Luo looked up, looked at Lu Tianfeng's expression, covered his mouth and asked softly, "Do you don't feel the same as yesterday?"

Lu Tianfeng nodded and said, "When I heard this song yesterday, I felt like I was in a dream. There was a sea in my dream, and the waves were huge, which made people unstable. But I found Sister Luo. At that moment, I seemed to have found the other side of my life, but this time, except for the sound of the piano, I could no longer touch my heart."

"That's of course, what is a meditation song? The first time I met the soul, the meditation is knowing, and the meditation is combined. Now you have heard it, and I have become my soulmate. If you listen again, of course, there is only a sense of pleasure and will not be integrated again. In this life, I will never play this meditation song for others."

There was no way for the widow Luo to play this song of soulmate for Lu Tianfeng. The more she understood this little man, the more worried she felt. Only by becoming a soulmate, the more she would not become enemies in the future. It was just that she did not expect that the song "Secret" would not only become a soulmate, but would not be a soulmate, but would actually merge with each other. But at this moment, she did not dare to say it. A woman said too explicit words, and hoped that this little man could experience it well by herself, otherwise her widow Luo would be destined to be a widow in this life.

"This is the first time I have heard such a strange song in the world. Sister Luo, I feel a little confused. Go back and have a good rest. I will come to see you again if you have time. The song you played is indeed very good, and I like it very much."

Widow Luo stood up and sent Lu Tianfeng to the door, saying, "Tianfeng, I don't know what the effectiveness of Zhiyin Song is, but since you have a sense of it, just experience it well. Maybe it will be of great help to you. Remember one thing, be at will, follow nature, as long as the heart is together with nature, you can break through the original shackles and go to a higher level."

Lu Tianfeng nodded and turned around and left. At this moment, he felt that something was vaguely more in his heart, but he just didn't understand what it was. It seemed a bit heavy and a little inexplicable. A song not only improved his power, but also had so many strange things. Of course, he needed to calm down and think about it.

Just looking at Lu Tianfeng's back as he left, the widow Luo felt a sour feeling in his heart. He played Zhiyin Song twice in his life, once he was heartbroken, and once he was inexplicable. I don't know if this little man could understand the meaning of Zhiyin Song.

If you really become a celebrity, it might be a good thing.

In the early morning, the long street was a little deserted, the autumn wind blew, and yellow leaves fell. Lu Tianfeng walked out of the celebrity club. In his hazy mood, he felt helpless and helpless. This feeling was really not very good.

A cold murderous intent woke him up. He came from the world of the end of the world and realized that his heart was beyond ordinary people. At this moment, his body suddenly retreated, and a long sword filled with cold light slashed in front of him, and even the air was shattered, and two "bangs" sounds came.

The sword fell, and the second sword swung over like lightning. Lu Tianfeng looked up and saw that this was a masked ninja, wearing a unique golden costume. In addition to the long sword in his hand, there was also a hand inserted between his waist. The two swords were the power of the god ninja. The ninja in front of him was the most powerful peak level in the ninja organization.

"Flying Snow Style!" The ninja shouted loudly, and four rotating swords suddenly appeared around him. The long sword in his hand stretched into the air, and his arms turned with the sword. The four swords formed the most murderous sword-shaped formation. With his arms trembling, the sword-shaped shot towards Lu Tianfeng quickly.

"Fei, you chickens, you ninjas again, are you impatient? I'll give you a ride." Lu Tianfeng rushed straight towards the sword shape, his body changed strangely, and the four sword shapes actually passed by his body, without any injury.

Just after a fight, Lu Tianfeng also knew that the mysterious golden ninja in front of him was much stronger than Sanyefu. Their sword style already had the fusion of true power. The power was like the true energy of the soul and the real energy of the soul. Each sword technique had a strong murderous intent. If the will was slightly weaker, it would be controlled by the sword intent and slaughtered.
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