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Wei Junmo frowned slightly, and looked sideways at Nangong Mo: What kind of illness is your senior brother committing?

Nangong Mo touched his nose, and when he didn't see his expression: How can I tell you that as long as you are in Jinling City, my senior brother is sick all the time. The question is just whether you can see it? After thinking about it, Nangong Mo still advised: "Be merciful." ”

Hearing this, Wei Gongzi squinted slightly, and his eyes became even more unkind when he looked at Xian Ge Gongzi.

The string song boy snorted lightly and stared at Wei Junmo with a little provocation.

Wei Junmo no longer hesitated, anyway, he didn't have to worry about not being able to beat the string song. The only thing to worry about is whether the mercy of the subordinates that Flawless said can be done.

Wei Junmo was not picky, and casually drew a sword and greeted him. The string singer did not retreat, and the strings in his hand made two soft sounds, and immediately someone felt that two streams had recently passed by Wei Junmo, and finally shot down the plum blossoms on the branches not far away.

The martial arts cultivation of the string song boy is indeed a little different from Wei Junmo, but his piano sound is very powerful. The current string song boy is actually far from being able to use the sound of the piano to transform the strength, and such an attack will not cause any damage to Wei Junmo. What is really powerful is his piano sound itself, even people like Gong Yuchen were injured and vomited blood because of listening to his piano sound. The sound of the string song is said to be a fairy sound rather than a magic sound, which can arouse the deepest evil thoughts in people's hearts. Coupled with his supernatural poison skills, as long as he doesn't fight hand-to-hand, Wei Junmo can't really seriously hurt him, and he really can't help him for a while.

Standing aside and watching the battle, Lin Changfeng and other masters watched with great interest. People who are superficial in martial arts and really don't understand martial arts can really only watch the fun. They only saw the string singer holding his fingers and playing, and the sound of the piano flowed with bursts of slaughter. But it is said that Wei Gongzi, who is strong in martial arts, did not show his might, and beat this guy who only talks about love to the ground. On the contrary, it seems that he cares about something.

"What kind of song is this, it's good." Xie Peihuan couldn't help but praise, the son of the string song is known as the double master of the piano and the doctor, and it really deserves his reputation.

Nangong Mo's face was a little unpleasant, and he said, "This is called Forget the Dust Acacia Song." ”

Xie Peihuan was stunned, "What is this name?" ”

Nangong Mo smiled bitterly, "How do you feel when you listen to this song?" ”

Xie Peihuan thought for a moment, "It sounds good, but it seems to be very contradictory

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"Isn't forgetting dust and lovesickness contradictory? People who don't know martial arts and people with weak internal strength listen to this is just a generally good tune. The more strong the internal force, the greater the influence of this song on him. "So, in fact, Uncle Shi doesn't have to be disappointed in the martial arts of Xiange. The son of the string song is not very good at internal strength now, and when he reaches the age of his uncle, the current uncle may not be his opponent. Senior brother's song once made a high-ranking monk almost go mad, let alone these mortals who were struggling in the red world.

Xie Peihuan said with a smile: "can play such a beautiful song with a murderous atmosphere, and the string song is also very powerful." ”

Nangong Mo was helpless, this was originally a murderous tune. The killer weapon of the string song boy, but at the beginning, he didn't even force the senior brother to use the killer move, what did his old man stimulate?

"Miss Mo, is your senior brother planning to mix in the underworld?" Lin Changfeng looked at Nangong Mo with a pale face and asked, "If this song spreads, don't think about his name as a medical immortal." Proper demon way! Jian Qiuyang's face next to him was not very good, but looking at Wei Junmo, who was facing off against the string song boy in the field, Jian Qiuyang felt that this crime he suffered was nothing.

Of course, these not-so-good feelings are very few people. Most of the people present, especially the girls in the small building next to them, had only one thought in their hearts at this time: the man in white was like an immortal, so handsome and beautiful.

Originally, many reserved ladies couldn't help but go downstairs and come over to watch this competition that didn't look like a martial arts competition.

Wei Junmo stood in the middle of the field, lowering his eyes and listening to the dangerous sound of the string singer. Of course, he could slash through the enemy with a single sword, but he was not sure that he would not hurt Xian Ge now. Because the sound of the string song made his breath gradually unstable, and the string song was planted with poison a few steps in front of him, no matter which direction he swept the poison, there was no doubt that it would harm the pond fish.

"Are you crazy?" Wei Junmo raised his eyes and glanced at Xian Ge, and said in a deep voice.

Although Wei Gongzi has always felt that Xian Ge is not a normal person, he is still a little uncertain given that Xian Ge has never gone crazy.

The young man of the string song smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, if you can break my lovesickness, even if you win." ”

"Why do I have to win you?" Wei Junmo disagreed.

Xian Ge smiled and said, "Because... If you lose, everyone here is afraid that all but Mo'er will go down to the ten*. ”

The voice of what they said was extremely soft, and almost no one heard it except for Nangong Mo and a few people with strong martial arts. Nangong Mo changed color slightly, and said with his eyebrows: "Senior brother." ”

Lin Changfeng said in a deep voice: "Xian Ge, what the hell are you doing?" ”

The string singer raised his eyes to look at him, and the strings in his hand tightened and made a sharp sound that pierced his eardrums. Lin Changfeng immediately couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his ears, almost unbelievable that such an elegant instrument as the guqin could make such a sharp sound.

The people next to him were still watching curiously, not knowing the danger brewing in the field at this time.

Nangong Mo whispered to Xie Peihuan and Qin Xi, "Retreat." ”

Although I didn't understand why, because of their trust in Nangong Mo, the two glanced at each other and took a few steps back. Qin Xi and Xie Peihuan glanced at each other, and then looked at the field with a little more worry.

"Miss Mo, what's going on?"

Nangong Mo frowned, she didn't know either

。 Obviously, when the senior brother challenged Wei Junmo, he was fine. But when Senior Brother challenged Wei Junmo, that slightly provocative but absolutely relaxed appearance was not pretended. If Senior Brother really wanted to do something, it was absolutely impossible not to bring his usual piano, he was not Wei Junmo's opponent in the first place. Obviously, this was improvised.

"Let's see."

Lin Changfeng couldn't help but cover his forehead and moan in pain, "These people... I really don't know whether to live or die. Seeing the noble ladies who were still whispering, Lin Changfeng couldn't help but sweat for them.

Wei Junmo also felt that there was something wrong with the string song, and frowned slightly when he looked at the man who was stroking the qin not far away. glanced back at Nangong Mo and the others not far behind him, and saw Nangong Mo's worried look, his originally indifferent expression was slightly warm. Wei Junmo lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

Except for the girls who are crazy and beautiful men, this competition is not interesting at all in the eyes of others. It's not as interesting as Nangong Mo's competition with Jian Qiuyang or even with Xue Bin before.

Wei Junmo no longer paid attention to the sound of the string song, but held the long sword and walked in the direction of the string song step by step. Even ignoring the poison under the string cloth under his feet, the string singer's face changed slightly, and the fingers that plucked the strings flew faster. But the sound of the piano was not as rapid as his hand speed, but more lingering. In a place where people couldn't see, invisible energy emanated from the strings and shot towards Wei Junmo.

Although he tried his best not to be moved by the sound of the qin, the sound of the qin was still unavoidably affected by Wei Junmo. It is impossible for him to close his hearing, if the invisible sound of the string song completely seals his hearing, even Wei Junmo may not be able to completely avoid it just by looking at the gesture of the string song.

The sound of the piano is in the ears, like a magic sound, like crying, like a complaint. Suddenly, countless memories that Wei Junmo thought he had forgotten long ago came to mind. All kinds of pain, resentment, disappointment, but also joy and anticipation. Countless memories came flooding back to me in an instant, almost making people forget where they were. Wei Junmo could only be trapped in his memory, as if he was still the prince of Jingjiang County who had been discriminated against and feared since he could remember. There is no flawlessness in this world, there is no untimely death and An'an, only he is alone guarding those memories, and his body is cold, as if he is in a cold pool.

The young man of the string song indifferently looked at Wei Junmo standing not far from him, as if he felt extremely difficult to even take a step. A faint smile appeared on his lips, his fingertips hooked slightly, and another energetic shot out, and at the same time, the string song boy jumped up and swept towards Wei Junmo.

Although Wei Junmo was trapped by the sound of the qin, his body relied on his instinctive intuition to avoid the attack of the string song. It wasn't until the string song boy hugged the qin and swept in front of him, and at the moment when Lin Changfeng couldn't help but remind him, Wei Jun opened his eyes suddenly. The purple eyes are a deep but pure dark purple, without the slightest confusion in them, clear and sharp.

Wei Junmo showed a faint smile on his face, raised his hand, and waved his sword. Seeing that the situation was not good, the string singer had to raise his hand to block it. The piano in his hand shattered in response, and at the same time, the string singer was also slapped open by Wei Junmo with a palm. Flying to the ground, the string song boy still wanted to step forward, but his body paused and frowned and stood on the spot.

Wei Junmo frowned and looked at the string song boy in front of him, and Nangong Mo and the others also breathed a sigh of relief. Nangong Mo stepped forward quickly, "Senior brother, it's just a discussion, why are you still serious?" ”

The string song boy snorted lightly, raised his hand and waved all the poison around him to be removed. Nangong Mo also stuffed a pill into Wei Junmo's mouth at the same time, "Are you okay?" ”

Wei Junmo shook his head, "It's him who has something." ”

The String Song Boy glanced at the broken piano on the ground, flew up, and swept away past Merlin.

Looking at his departing back, Nangong Mo became even more worried, "Senior brother, he ......"

Wei Junmo patted her vest and said softly: "Go and take a look, be careful, he's a little wrong."

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"Hmm." Nangong Mo nodded, and flew towards the direction where Xian Ge left.

Watching the string song boy leave, the nobles who were watching around began to discuss. Lin Changfeng next to him couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. Seventy or eighty percent of the people were complaining that His Royal Highness the King of Chu was too rude, and he actually cut off the piano of the white-clothed boy or something. Suddenly crying and laughing, if Wei Junmo didn't cut the piano of the string song, he didn't know how long it would take.

"Say, what's going on with the string song?" Lin Changfeng walked over and asked.

Wei Junmo frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Go crazy? ”

"Huh?" Changfeng Gongzi was stunned for a moment, "Is there really such a thing?" "In the understanding of most martial artists, the so-called madness is probably the wrong practice, vomiting blood, half of the body, breaking the meridians, or simply dying violently. The kind of martial arts training that suddenly changes in temperament and becomes a big devil or something, that's all the product of those boring words.

Wei Junmo said indifferently: "Isn't it necessary to practice martial arts to go mad?" ”

"What's that? Practice? Changfeng asked with a roll of his eyes.

"Demons." Wei Junmo said lightly.

"So you can rest assured that Miss Mo will go to him alone?" Lin Changfeng frowned and said, just now he really thinks that Xian Ge wants to kill people.

Wei Junmo said: "He won't hurt Flawless, and he can control himself." "It's not been a day or two since Xian Ge has demons, but he has never hurt innocent people. The reason why he started with Wei Junmo was mostly because Wei Junmo's strength was much higher than him, so he could make a move with confidence.

Lin Changfeng sighed, "I just want half a banquet, why can't I do it properly." ”

Here, Xie Peihuan and Qin Xi were already surrounded by several girls. The bolder one asked directly, "Sister Xie, who is that man in white?" "Although the string song boy is very famous, there are not many people who really know him in Jinling City. Not to mention these famous ladies who are raised in the deep boudoir.

Xie Peihuan looked at everyone and said, "That... is the senior brother of Princess Chu. ”

"Ah, I heard that Princess Chu's senior brother is a famous string singer. No wonder piano skills are so good! A girl exclaimed.

"Sister Xie, Sister Qin, are you familiar with the string song boy? Why did he leave all of a sudden? It doesn't matter if you lose the competition......"

Looking at the gossiping girls in front of her and her cheeks slightly red, Xie Peihuan was very helpless.

"Well, actually, I didn't know much about String Song before." So, don't surround me. Raising his eyes and looking at Qin Xi, who was a little delirious, Xie Peihuan decided not to involve her.

Lin Changfeng, who was standing on the side, looked at Xie Peihuan, who was in a dilemma and looked helpless, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile. He coughed lightly and said loudly, "Why don't you girls come and ask me?" This son and the string song are also old acquaintances who have known each other for several years. The girls were still a little reserved, but seeing Lin Changfeng's innocent appearance with a smile on his face and no malice, some girls couldn't help but ask, "Really?" ”

"Nature."

"......" This time, the person who was surrounded became Changfeng Gongzi. Xie Peihuan glanced at the Changfeng boy, who was chatting and laughing with the girls, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Qin Xi back even further without a trace, trying not to let people notice him.