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Yan Li's hands stroked on his face, but no sound popped up.

A black-armored general beside the old man in the audience widened his eyes angrily, "Boy, what the hell are you doing, whether you can play it or not, if you can't play it, you will roll down and lead it to death!"

Although he spoke very imposingly, his aura could kill Yan Li as long as he lost it, but Yan Li just ignored him.

"Ahem!" the old man said embarrassedly, "General Lu, he is touching the strings, this is a very special skill, in addition to the implication, you can also adjust the pitch." ”

"Yes, is that so......" The black-armored general's old face turned red, scratched the back of his head, and said to Ji Po, "It's a shame for the overlord......"

Ji Poyu said lightly: "What's the shame of this, you are a general on the horse, and you are not a singer in the green tent, what you want is your ability to kill the enemy, you have to change to Fuqin, this king is the first to kick you out of the camp." ”

"Hey, hey. The black-armored general suddenly raised his spirits again, "What the overlord said is yes, he was almost fooled by Old Man Yuan." ”

"Is it the old man's fault!" the old man glared at angrily.

The conversation soon ended.

In fact, they don't say anything, but they look forward to it in their hearts.

Living in the Palace of Hatred, watching the ancient legacy stand alone every day, few people don't feel worried about it.

Yan Li had been brewing for about half an hour.

It's not too long, it's not too short.

The curse mark on his forehead was almost impossible to hide.

At this moment, he suddenly snorted, and his fingertips stirred, and a syllable sounded between heaven and earth.

There is only one syllable, but it is indescribably thick and sharp, like a sword groaning.

Only this one, but unspeakable Qingyue lonely high. It is like the absolute law that winds around the beam, which will not be dispersed for a long time.

With just this sound, the qualitative nature of Yan Li's soul was immediately raised, and in the process of this elevation, the mind naturally detached itself from external objects, and then calmed down.

It rang in everyone's ears, and the guards under the high platform only felt a "roar" in their eardrums, like an invisible small sword blowing a storm of sword qi in their brains, and they immediately fainted, and the formation was also chaotic.

Then I saw a sword qi visible to the naked eye shoot out, swept past Ji Poyu and the others, and silently hit a building a few miles away, and the building collapsed into ruins.

Then Yan Li fell.

He's not dizzy, he just doesn't have the strength.

The audience was stunned for a while, and the old man said stupidly: "How can you count playing a note?

"Why don't you let him go first, and then catch him back and play it again?" The black-armored general put forward his idea seriously, without the slightest intention of hiding his voice, very loud.

Yan Li's face turned dark, and he said weakly: "Could it be that the overlord wants to break his word?"

"Broken promises? Ji Poyu waved his hand lightly and made a strong move.

The energetic "poof" hit the ancient sound, and suddenly shook the whole frame trembling, and the strings made a musical sound in the trembling, but the music was even more unpleasant than that of a beginner.

The people in the audience and Yan Li on the stage couldn't help but cover their ears, and their faces were wrinkled.

But Ji Poyu was still intoxicated as if he felt good about himself, shaking his head and humming a little song.

The black-armored general was straightforward and said in a lamented voice: "Overlord, stop playing, your own people!"

"A rough man is a rough man, and he doesn't know how to appreciate it at all. Ji Poyu waved his hand again, and the soul-inspiring music suddenly disappeared into invisibility, "Boy, if it weren't for the fact that this king doesn't understand the rhythm, which turn will you question this king!"

"Before the king has changed his mind, get out of here!" he said coldly.

Yan Li secretly exclaimed luck and hurriedly got up.

At this time, the silver-speared young general suddenly rushed over and said so and so in Ji Poyu's ear.

Ji Bawang's face suddenly sank, "Stop!"

Yan Li's heart jumped, and he turned around quietly and said, "If you are not hungry, the overlord doesn't need to keep food." ”

"But the severed head must be eaten. The overlord squinted slightly, waved his hand, and the surrounding troops immediately dispersed in an orderly manner.

The silver-speared general, the black-armored general and the old man rushed to the high platform and faintly surrounded Yan Li, with only a cold killing intent on their faces, especially the silver-speared general, who couldn't wait to cut Yan Li with a thousand knives.

It looks like he's really going to break his promise.

Yan Li already knew it in his heart, but he was helpless. Anyway, he was powerless, so he simply sat down on the ground and said lightly: "In the realm of King Wei, if King Wei wants to break his promise, it is also a matter of course." ”

Ji Poyu flashed in front of Yan Li, and said very oppressively: "You don't have to provoke, even if this king is a villain, it's only to blame you for knowing things that you shouldn't know!"

Yan Li was about to speak, when he felt that the majestic momentum was suppressed like a landslide and tsunami. There was no way to resist at all, and he fell directly to the ground.

Just when he suspected that he would die at any time, suddenly a scribe ran up out of breath and said next to Ji Poyu, "Overlord, have you forgotten what the Xuankong Archmage said?"

"What did he say?" Ji Poyu squinted.

The scribe whispered in his ear, "He said that one day someone could play the primeval sounds......

Ji Poyu's brows furrowed when he listened, and after listening, his momentum was half-contained, he glanced up and down at Yan Li thoughtfully, and then said lightly: "This king is always soft-hearted. Boy, give you another chance to tell me why this king killed you. ”

Yan Li only felt that the pressure was relaxed, and he suddenly gasped for breath, "Because, because I know Wei Shizi's secret." ”

"Do you know what the consequences will be if this secret gets out?" Ji Poyu said.

"There will be a war!" Yan Li raised his eyes and stared at Ji Poyu.

"Will you say it?" said Ji Poyu.

"If it gets out, it must be my problem. Yan Lidao.

"Yes. Ji Poyu bowed slightly.

"Can I go?" Yan Li said coldly.

"Death is avoidable, but living sin is inescapable. From now on, until you get Xuanyun's forgiveness, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you will do whatever he tells you to do, and if you dare to resist this king, you will be killed!"

......

Evening.

In the Hall of Mountains and Rivers, Ji Poyu nodded and smiled with a smile on his face, coaxing Ji Xuanyun who was on the throne with a straight face, "Xuanyun, Xuanyun, you laugh quickly, my father knows that you must be very angry, but there is a reason for this." ”

"What's the reason, he's your illegitimate son!" Ji Xuanyun said coldly.

"Little girl, you listen to what your father said," Ji Poyu said with a smile, "This person is useful to keep." ”

"What's the use?" Ji Xuanyun reluctantly, "He's a thief, a wanted criminal, what's the use of doing something other than stealing chickens and touching dogs?"

Ji Poyu sighed and said, "This is the person prophesied by the old bald man in Xuankong. ”

"I don't care, I want him to die!" Ji Xuanyun said coldly.

Ji Poyu couldn't help but shout: "Xuanyun, let's be reasonable, I'm your old man, now that you are sitting in my place, you have already committed the following crimes, do you know?"

"I'm going to commit the next offense, what?" Ji Xuanyun glared at him.

Then the scribe walked in briskly.

Ji Poyu hurried up to meet him as if he saw a savior, "How is it?"

"Found it. The scribe said.

"That's not a quick thing to say. ”

The scribe said, "The vision of the fiery eagle does come from the legendary Garuda. Garuda, the eagle-headed human body, feeds on dragons, and in its heyday, all 30,000 fire eagles under his command can prey on dragons. According to the history of the spiritual world, Garuda was born in the First Era, and together with the other seven Divisions, he was known as the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and was the Lord of the Era. ”