Qin Yi didn't even know whether it was super sensitive to music or was eavesdropping on the appearance of the Prisoner.

It is formless, and it doesn't seem surprising that no matter how mysterious it is, it seems. Qin Yi was too lazy to go into it, so he mentioned the saxophone and thought about it.

Before he traveled through time, he could not music.

All my understanding of music comes from Ju Yunxiu's enlightenment.

He could not reproduce all the exotic Western musical instruments, such as pianos. He didn't know what the internal structure was like, but he didn't know. It was impossible to create something that he didn't know. Bubble instruments were relatively better, and he could understand all kinds of things. With his current knowledge, he could deconstruct them, so there was no big problem with Saxophone.

Strings and percussions such as guitars and violins are not a big problem.

Key instruments like piano are probably a bit difficult and need to be studied.

Different instruments reflect different styles and require suitable music to reflect them. After being enlightened, he is proficient in music theory and can play any instrument with both hands, but he does not have a few songs suitable for saxophone.

It can be said that the only one that can do it is: the famous saxophone song "Go Home".

This song is almost a must-have song on the train, and you will definitely hear it when you go to most restaurants that can play light music. If you haven’t learned it, you can hear it well. You can completely reproduce it.

The notes of saxophone floated gently, and the wanderer floating outside looked at the road to his hometown in front of his heart full of fatigue and longing.

The distant sunset lengthens the figure of the traveler, vast, lonely, but full of hope.

Ju Yunxiu was a little moved. He was inspired by his feelings when he heard him say "This is not my hometown"?

The dog in the distance looked back and saw that it came to Jianmu and also went home.

Qin Yi was a little immersed as he blew. He was also a wanderer outside, and he was the kind that he could never go back. The poem and wine were floating in, and the pot of wine was said to be inconsistent with his artistic conception, but in fact it was always consistent. It was just that he was open-minded and rarely sad about spring and autumn. But music can take you into such a state of mind, resonance and intoxication.

The prison bull plate was on the saxophone, and his big eyes looked at Qin Yi's face quietly, silent.

The techniques are to be discussed, and this situation can be touching.

This brand new instrument and brand new music really gave Ju Yunxiu an understanding of the other way and gave Ju Niu an unprecedented new idea.

The song ended, and the seat was silent.

Qin Yi stopped playing and suddenly smiled: "It's just a matter of worry. If my senior sister returns to Daqian, she can go to the border of the grassland. The Qiang pipes are covered with clear frost, the soldiers are sleepless, and the general's white hair is much more artistic than what I have played."

Ju Yunxiu smiled and said, "It's enough."

She stood up, took Qin Yi's saxophone, weighed it for a while, and whispered: "This weird instrument... has different directions and a considerable tone."

As he said that, he ignored Qin Yi's blowing, he went straight to his cherry lips and started to blow.

For her, musical instruments don't need to be learned at all.

The same song "Go Home" has been slightly changed.

So the clouds in the sky broke, the stars and the moon returned, and the butterflies broke away from the claws of the tea, flapping their wings and returned.

The snail girl was silent in the distance, staring at the island, the giant was silent, and looking at the great wilderness in the distance.

The dog squatted beside him and stopped leaving. Qingcha ran back and pulled Ju Yunxiu's clothes with nostalgia in his eyes, and his little face was full of "Master, can we go home?"

No words are needed, all calligraphy and painting are calligraphy and painting.

The resonance between heaven and earth is the way to joy.

Qin Yi almost knelt down when he heard it, and knew that his so-called Quyi was simply not as good as his senior sister. No wonder he could affect Jianmu. This is the sound of resonance between heaven and earth. If it were replaced by the kind of spring-warming and reviving music, Jianmu would of course have a sense of emotion.

This is no longer music, it is part of the way of heaven.

After the song was played, the prison bull was still around the saxophone and refused to leave for a long time. How could he still look like a fair and wise leader? He was completely addicted to the Internet addicted boy who was addicted to his preferences. Qin Yi felt that if his father saw it, he would not know whether to send it to the electric therapy.

But perhaps...it is its focus, formlessness?

Ju Yunxiu looked at Sax and pondered: "Where do you strange things come from..."

Qin Yi said: "It is indeed beneficial to senior sister's practice?"

"Yes, seeing all the scenery of the world and listening all the sounds of the world is the way of my way." Ju Yunxiu said seriously: "Not to mention that this kind of formed musical instrument is an unformed germ, it is beneficial to me."

Qin Yi flipped his hand, and the light flashed in his hand, and another guitar appeared.

Ju Yunxiu was stunned, and the pricked cow poked over the dragon head's big head.

Qin Yi put down the guitar and added a small harp in his hand.

Ju Yunxiu: "..."

Prisoner: "…"

Qin Yi looked serious: "Senior sister, please upgrade."

The prison bull immediately surrounded him: "Give me one too..."

Qin Yi thought about it and gave it a small harmonica.

The prisoner was overjoyed.

But Qin Yi soon regretted this pretentious act.

Because the Guiniu never left again, he was addicted to these new instruments. Qin Yi looked at his senior sister with a long time of separation and had no chance to kiss her. From Guiniu to all kinds of instruments, all kinds of music were light bulbs, and all kinds of music sounds were resounding for several days, and they couldn't stop.

But this is indeed Ju Yunxiu's way of practicing. It would be good to be able to help her. Qin Yi thought about it and did not disturb them from being addicted to music. He took the dog to retreat first.

He had something to discuss with the dog.

"Douzi, what do you mean is that you have some doubts about going to Kunlunxu? Are you not confident?"

"The main reason is that I think the prick is too trusting me. How important that thing is, it really doesn't know what it is? It's justified to hide it from anyone. It actually told me everything. This is not enough. I'm planning to arrange for me to get it... I can't take the door and run away? Or maybe I'm more powerful than it, and turn around and beat it up? This strange trust is really a ghost, I'm afraid it will cheat me."

Qin Yi nodded: "Indeed... I have always thought that what it said is strange and there are many things that cannot be explained. Unless it is really a silly sweet... But once it leaves the music, it really doesn't look like a silly sweet."

The dog pondered, "So it gives me the feeling that it is deliberately trying to send me away or lie to me to die."

"But..." Qin Yi asked it with a strange expression: "You are just Qianyuan now, why did you let Wuying deliberately send you away?"

The dog straightened his eyes, thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "It's broken, maybe everyone has a misunderstanding."

"What?"

"I heard the place of such an important door, and was neither surprised nor greedy. I calmly told it to consider it. Am I still a glutton! They must think what I want..."

Qin Yi: "..."

The two felt that they had found some key. Before they could discuss a few more sentences, various Qianyuan breaths came around. The leader was a dragon-headed giant winged creature. They shouted angrily: "Taotie, who sent you here? Come out."

The three kings mock the wind.

The rest are all Longzi, and the acquaintances Ya Zi and Pi Xiu are among them. Except for the Qiuniu Ba Xia Jiaotu, the other six are here.

The dog blinked and said carefully: "If I say this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

Qin Yi touched his forehead... After a long time, he had been wondering whether the other party had bad intentions, but in fact the other party was also guessing them like this.

In your eyes, the other person's behavior is very strange, but in the eyes of the other person, you are sneaky and ulterior motives!

That smelly hair ball is Taotie. Is Taotie a good thing? If you add the most vicious suspicion to it, there will be no deviation. After the temptation, the prickniu is even more sure that there is something wrong, so probably on his way to the palace of Qin Yi and his senior sister, the prickniu has already made arrangements outside.

I was so funny to think about this, but how do I explain it?

Outside Ju Yunxiu's palace, each person and a cow were still studying new instruments. Everyone played a few more songs. Ju Yunxiu was very amazed: "My junior brother, I really don't know where so many wonderful ideas come from. The original comics, these new instruments now..."

The prick Niu gradually woke up from his obsession and said with a smile: "This person is knowledgeable, good-looking and good-looking, but he is too heartless."

"Uh? What do you say?"

"He actually treats Taotie like his friends, I really don't know what he thinks..."

Qingcha had circles of eyes: "But Qiuqiu is very cute."

The prison bull waved his hand: "That's Taotie, don't believe any tricks. I have tested it. It's not even greedy for the door, of course it hides bigger plans. You may not know that the importance of that thing is enough to make a gentleman a villain, let alone Taotie? Its performance..."

Ju Yunxiu was stunned.

Door...If it's for this reason, aren't you used to seeing it in Qin Yi's ring?
Chapter completed!