Chapter Eighty-Five: The Contest

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The man's neck fell into Huang Wu's hands and was pinched hard by Huang Wu.

Huang Wu stood up, with a strong hand in his hand, and carried the man like this, like pinching a chicken cub.

The man's face turned red from being pinched by him, as if he was breathing blocked, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"No one can tease me, you are just a little Jindan monk, how can you dare to say such big things, and it is only your ancestor who can make a fortune for me. Huang Wu didn't believe what this person said, and felt like he was being played.

In such a situation, the man did not beg for mercy, but forced a passage out of his mouth: "Before. . . Generation.. Please phase.. Believe me, what I say... It's true... Unbelief.. I'm going to.. Say it to you... Listen. ā€

After saying these words, the man was already dying.

Huang Wu smiled coldly, let go, the man fell to the ground, she turned around: "You go, I don't want to kill a weak ant." After the man landed on the ground, he exhaled a few breaths of air, gradually eased up, and when he heard Huang Wu's words, his face was lost, and he was a little determined: "If the seniors don't believe me, then kill me." ā€

"Kill you, you deserve it. "Phoenix Dance is contemptuous.

The man was not angry, but smiled: "If you can die in the hands of your seniors, your juniors will be willing even if they can't recover." ā€

Huang Wu stood quietly and did not speak.

The man said affectionately: "Since the first sight of the seniors, the hearts of the juniors only belong to the seniors, and no one can enter the hearts of the juniors." ā€

Huang Wu's eyes were calm, he walked to the flowers, folded one lightly, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed its fragrance, and put it down, looking at the flower in his hand: "There are many people in the world who love me like a carp crossing the river, all of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, either their family backgrounds are extraordinary, or they are extremely talented, and they are cultivated in order to get it, which one is a thousand times stronger than you, ten thousand times, what virtue do you have, dare to say such words of love for me." ā€

Her voice was soft.

When the man heard this, he lowered his eyebrows, raised it violently, and then put down the guqin on his back and played it on the spot.

A clear and melodious piano sounded.

The man played attentively, just to integrate his sincerity into the sound of the piano, so that the beauty could understand whether he was sincere.

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano seemed to be unfinished, as if it was still lingering in the ears, as if it did not want to disperse.

Huang Wu closed his eyes, and his brows stretched slightly: "This song is not bad, I don't know if it is famous." ā€

"This song was composed by a younger generation, and it is called Acacia. The man raised his head and looked at the senior opposite with expectation.

In the past six months, he has been thinking about it day and night, just to see his predecessors again as soon as possible, and to express his heart with the songs he wrote.

"Acacia, if you add a tear word later, it may be more suitable. Phoenix Dance opened her eyes.

"Why?" The man was stunned, a good lovesickness, why add a tearful word, with a little sadness, is incomprehensible.

"There's no why, I just want the name. Huang Wu said calmly, with an unquestionable domineering.

"If the seniors like it, then it's called lovesick tears, haha. ā€

The man smirked.

......

The thoughts returned, and the song ended.

Su Nuan opened her eyes, there was a faint sadness in her eyes, and it quickly melted away and returned to calm.

"Bang Bang Bang !!......"

There was a round of applause.

"I didn't expect my nephew to have such good piano skills, tonight's trip, full of ears, but there is a touch of sadness in this piano sound, what is the sadness of my nephew?"

Jiang Rugu walked out of the darkness, and the moonlight shone on half of his body, shining half of his handsome face.

"Uncle Shi is boring?" Su Nuan didn't answer, but said something like this.

"Well, it's a little boring, otherwise, you play with your uncle. ā€

Jiang Rugu smiled, and heard the hostility in the other party's words.

"It's fine. Su Nuan's face was calm.

"Don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation in the Qi refining period, and I won't embarrass you. Jiang Ru said that, he immediately restrained his cultivation, and only showed the strength of the Qi refining period.

Su Nuan's eyes opened and he suddenly pulled the strings.

An invisible sound wave flew out, pointing directly at Jiang Ru.

Jiang Ru didn't expect Su Nuan to start fighting, so he immediately started, first startled, his body flew up faster, and narrowly avoided this blow.

"Bang!"

A stone was hit and exploded instantly.

"It's dangerous!" Jiang Ru said secretly, and then used his magic skills, stared at his palm, and slapped it in the direction of Su Nuan.

Su Nuan hugged the piano and flew up, the palm force smashed the ground where she was just now, she held the piano with one hand, and plucked the strings with the other hand, this piano seemed a little big for her small body, and it looked a little funny.

One after another, the sound blades danced out and attacked intensively.

Jiang Rugu laughed, slapped his palms out again and again, as if he was interested, and flew up again, approaching Su Nuan.

Su Nuan picked up the guqin, spun and flew up, and Jiang Rugu fought against each other, and the spiritual power collided, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

The two, one is a seven-year-old girl and the other is a Yuanying monk who has lived for hundreds of years, and their combat experience is not at the same level.

After only seeing a while, Jiang Ru sweated like rain, and he was overwhelmed, and when it came to combat experience, he couldn't catch up with Su Nuan, an old demon with thousands of years of combat experience.

I saw that Su Nuan's moves were extremely sharp, there was almost no defense, it was all offensive, attacking instead of defending, there were moves in the moves, and the virtual and real conversions were unguardable, and the speed of the moves was even more continuous without interruption.

On the other hand, Jiang Rugu was a little unable to parry, and had to defend one or two, and some tricks could not be caught, and he was shocked a few times on his body: "Why is this little fart doll so powerful, she is really a pervert, this is the reason why the senior brother accepted her, damn." ā€

If he only used the cultivation method of the Qi refining period, Jiang Ru knew that he would not be able to help the other party.

Su Nuan suddenly flew and flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Jiang Rugu, breaking his move with one move, and a small hand pinched his neck, already mastering the key point.

The winner is decided.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the water from the pool fell from the sky slowly, and the figures of the two of them floated in mid-air, maintaining such a posture.

Su Nuan was in the upper position, looking at Jiang Rubang's eyes condescendingly: "Accept." ā€

"Haha, my nephew is amazing, it seems that if I don't show my real skills, I really can't help you. Although Jiang Rugu was smiling, his face was not very good-looking.

was defeated by a nephew in the Qi refining period, if this was spread outside, it would be a big loss.

"Uncle Shi is not convinced?"

Su Nuan's voice was cold, and he suddenly pressed hard in his hand.

Jiang Rugu's eyes widened angrily, and he snorted lightly, and suddenly burst out with powerful spiritual power, and the demonic qi rolled up and down his body.

Su Nuan let go, flew back quickly, landed lightly, returned the piano to the table, and turned to leave.

When Jiang Rugu received his spiritual power and fell to the ground, he only saw Su Nuan's back slowly leaving, and he couldn't help but feel bored.