My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Gerrin was stunned and scratched his head: "I already said it isn't so..." People on our prairie won't lie! "

Ye Fan always felt that this guy was suspicious, but even if he denied it twice, there was nothing he could do.

In any case, Gillen no longer had to sit in a cell.

Over the next few days, Jilun, like many of the Draconians, went hunting everywhere in exchange for some tasty snacks and a favorable impression of Soup Dumplings.

Tang Yuan didn't feel like he was being served by a group of drakes at all. He simply stayed inside the Shrine of Divine Protectors and received the care and attention of the Great Elder and the others.

All in all, the most dazzling person in the tribe was Rice Ball. On the contrary, Ye Fan and his two maids didn't seem to exist.

However, it was easier said than done. Ye Fan was unable to obtain any useful information from the books he had read, and there was not even a person who could communicate with him.

This was because to outsiders, the liquid golden pellet was an unimaginable existence.

The liquid form was different, its appearance was something that Ye Fan had obtained through the "Water Inregular Appearance", so it was definitely not stable.

Not to mention whether or not it could produce saplings, even if it did, the sapling would quickly be washed away and disappear!

Ye Fan thought back and forth, but didn't have a clue.

After a few days, Ye Fan felt that his primordial spirit was becoming more and more unstable, but he had no progress, and his face also became more and more unsightly.

As night fell, the light of the lanterns lit up the tribe.

"Ye Fan!" Ye Fan! Why are you still cultivating!? " Gillian shouted.

"What's the matter?" Ye Fan forced himself to pull himself together.

Gillen poked his head into the house and grinned: "These few days you haven't come out much. You have been practicing like this and you know how to be stupid!"

Ye Fan originally wanted to refuse. He's already dying, so why would he join in the excitement?

But while sitting here, he didn't seem to have any thoughts, and with the thought of suppressing his emotions, Ye Fan still got up and walked out.

"Hehe!" That's right! "What's the point of cultivating!" Jilun said happily.

Ye Fan helplessly shook his head. Jilun didn't know how serious his situation was, otherwise he probably wouldn't have been able to say such words.

Several large leaves laid out a plot of ground, upon which laid a large amount of fish. Soup Dumplings was currently lying down on a pile of food, happily eating without stopping.

Xiao Jin unexpectedly followed beside him. At this moment, he seemed to treat Rice Ball like it was his big brother, eagerly eating and drinking along with it.

Ye Fan inwardly laughed and scolded this unyielding gluttonous snake. A few days ago, he had said that Rice Ball was just bragging, but now, he went to kneel and lick it.

When they saw the two foreigners, Ye Fan and Jiran, they did not refuse and gave them a seat.

A kind mermaid brought the two of them something to eat and drink.

Ye Fan thanked him and chatted with Jiran for the past few days. His mood also relaxed a lot.

Soon, the Dragons were raising their arms and cheering loudly. The bonfire party had become very lively!

Not long after, Ye Fan understood the meaning of this.

One by one, the men and women of the Draconians stood up and began to sing at the party with their naturally good singing throats.

Ye Fan actually heard the merfolk singing every night. These songs were always able to comfort his primordial spirit, which was also the reason why the deterioration of his primordial spirit had slowed it down in the past few days.

A man first sang a melodious song, but he didn't use his cultivation. When the song spread, it actually caused that huge bonfire to have a special frequency beat?

The flames seemed to have come to life as they unceasingly writhed, leapt up, and fell down, as though dancing along with the song?

Another woman with a sprig of hair, her voice more melodious, and this time the flames more lively.

The third one to go on stage to sing was a little girl. Her sweet singing didn't make the flames dance, but the sea breeze came and blew along with the singing?

Ye Fan looked at the new scene and asked Jilun, "They're singing, so how could they cause a change in the fire and the wind?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, as he was thinking about something, he saw a fat mermaid standing up.

The woman seemed to be very popular with the tribe, and many people cheered her on.

The mermaid started singing, her voice piercing through. It was as if she was performing a grand concert!

Blazing flames! The sea breeze whistled!

Streams of water danced and danced with the song!

But why … Would they be able to cause natural change by singing?

It was not a particularly strong sound wave. These natural objects seemed to be 'actively cooperating', and were not forcefully pulled along by force …

Ye Fan had some faint thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out at the moment.

The Great Elder was happily listening to his clansmen singing and listening to Ye Fan's questions. He was somewhat baffled and said, "Sound is a part of nature.

Water can extinguish fire, fire can ignite wood, sound can also change many things in nature, produce all kinds of changes.

We, the Fallen Dragons, have always been good at using music since we were young. We use music to communicate with nature, what's so strange about that? "

Ye Fan felt as if he was suddenly enlightened! A crazy idea that he had never had before appeared in his mind!

Restraining his excitement, Ye Fan returned to his seat, and then took out a pen and paper from his space ring.

While listening to the song, Ye Fan began drawing on the paper, which was filled with five lines and notes.

"I want to write down these songs," Ye Fan said seriously.

"Are these symbols for the song?" Are you still a music scholar? " Gillian thought it was amazing.

Ye Fan shook his head, "No..." just know the basics of the rhythm. "

"Then why did you write it down?" Gillian asked.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and said seriously, "I want to learn to sing."

However, having an ideal is a good thing. When you learn it, I will definitely be your listener, no matter how unpleasant it is … "

Ye Fan was too lazy to explain anything to this guy, so he quickly wrote down his score.