He must be defeated today and get out of Tokyo from now on!

While playing the autumn moon of the Han Palace with all his might, he barely raised his head and looked at Chu Jianglou with a face full of sweat, Zhao Hu'er just sneered.

The white jade-like fingers fluttered on more than ten strings, as dexterous as a heavenly swallow, and such a fairy music had already made mortals go crazy for it.

The people in the audience had lost their minds, and they shouted and were extremely excited.

No matter what, even if you are proficient in martial arts, you can't think of surpassing me in the piano skills that I have practiced for fifteen years.

I, Zhao Hu'er, will defeat you with dignity and let you get out of this Tokyo City!

It's better to take a look and see how long you can hold on, thinking so, Zhao Hu'er just sneered again and said: "Young Master Chu, you are already bound to lose, admit defeat as soon as possible, don't let yourself be tired and suffer internal injuries!"

However, to her surprise, Chu Jianglou did not have any mood swings.

He still had a graceful smile on his face.

With all his strength to cope with the performance of the two pianos, Chu Jianglou was already completely soaked with sweat.

Several times, he felt that his consciousness had gradually blurred and was about to reach his limit.

However, as soon as he thought of this task, and the ideal that he had persisted in for more than ten years and fought for all his life, he gritted his teeth and began to stick to it.

"Young Master Chu, with your ability, you should also know that our current situation is just equal."

As soon as Chu Jianglou raised his head, Zhao Hu'er's voice came over again: "If you continue to fight like this, it's nothing more than a person who gets tired first and fights for physical strength, do you think you have the certainty of winning against me, or do you even give up your life in order to marry me?"

After speaking, the sweat on Zhao Hu'er's face also increased, but her speed did not slow down at all, she was still so flying and agile, which was breathtaking.

"Since you have done something, then you must persevere to the end, otherwise, no matter how good a person is, he is just a failure."

Raising his head again, looking at Zhao Hu'er's shocked eyes, Chu Jianglou just smiled and said, "No matter what, I also have to accompany Lord Diji to complete this song."

After speaking, Chu Jianglou cheered up, as if the whole person was in a lot of energy, and the movements in his hands also sped up a lot.

For a time, the entire city of Tokyo, everyone's emotions fell into a frenzy.

The host looked at the top piano skills that these two people played with all their might, and the only thing they could have was only shocked and admired.

Both of these are geniuses!

His eyes were shaking almost violently, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from the host's forehead.

These two people are doing their best, and it seems that they will never give up until they get the final victory!

It's a pity that this young man is still a little worse than Lord Diji.

Sighing slightly, unlike those fanatical ordinary people below, decades of immersion in music told the host who had a better chance of winning.

Now, Chu Jianglou only relied on his strong spirit and willpower to support the performance of the two pianos to the death, so that he could tie with Zhao Huer.

This is a great drain on the spiritual power itself.

Not to mention, he was still playing a magic song like the Cold Shadow Jade Spirit Tune!

In the long run, Chu Jianglou will lose sooner or later.

The final winner is still Zhao Huer!

"What a fool, this madman, just die of exhaustion!"

Before, he wanted to kidnap Chu Jianglou morally and failed with a forbidden song, but he was completely slapped in the face, Han Fulong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and now he saw that Chu Jianglou was about to be half tired to death, and he was suddenly excited.

Han Fulong was pressed back to lie on the stretcher, but he was not honest at all, he saw that Chu Jianglou had reached the limit, and he just sneered: "Just die, the position of the concubine is still Lao Tzu, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will kill your whole family, and then enjoy the three emperors alone, hehe."

"Hey, big brother, you're much worse than me." The corners of Han Fuhu's mouth twitched and said with a wry smile: "You have eaten all the meat, and you won't leave a mouthful of soup for your brother!"

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

Han Fuhu covered his mouth and fell to the ground in pain.

He looked at the eldest brother who knocked him down tremblingly, and he didn't dare to let out of the air.

"Shut up, waste, if you weren't horny at the moment of life and death this time, would Lao Tzu lose!" Han Fulong slapped him and flew him out, and he was still angry, and scolded again: "Lao Tzu is at least not like you, just like I have never seen a woman in my life!"

You are different, you don't practice martial arts when you play women every day at home, are you worse than my martial arts, and obviously you want three women and don't give any of them to Lao Tzu!

Thinking like this, the more Han Fuhu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was about to cry when he sat on the ground, but he didn't dare to refute the eldest brother, so he could only anger others, and roared angrily and asked people to carry him to the high platform in the west to watch the game.

"Hey, what did you say about Hu'er, she let this kid last so long."

Looking at the scene below unhappily, Zhao Yingluo sat on the seat on the east platform, and when she looked at Zhao Xiangyun next to her, she just said impatiently: "If you want me to say, it's not you who take the initiative to send others to win, Hu'er She needs to work so hard, you nymphomania!"

"Say what I do, aren't you different?"

Xiangyun, who had been looking at Chu Jianglou in intoxication, came back to her senses, she pouted and said, "If you hadn't lost the first competition, would we have been so passive, and besides, weren't you looking at Chu Gongzi all the time just now?"

"What nonsense, sister, I'm worried about Hu'er, how is she, forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you fool who gets carried away."

After snorting, she casually put her left leg on her right knee, Zhao Yingluo didn't bother to bother with Zhao Xiangyun anymore, she just tilted her head and prepared to take a look at the situation below.

Anyway, Zhao Huer won today.

However, when she looked at Zhao Hu'er, her eyes shook suddenly.

Then, her whole body jumped up directly, and her eyes were shaking violently.

On the stage, Chu Jianglou had also slowed down his performance, and he looked at Zhao Hu'er, and he also frowned a little.

Zhao Hu'er had completely stopped, she sat there in a daze, looking at Chu Jianglou's face, silent.

Her gaze was glazed, and she didn't look like she had lost her soul.

At this moment, the girl's consciousness has long been blurred, and she can only feel that twelve years ago, that deep memory hit her like a tide.

Twelve years ago, late at night, near a mountain village outside the city of Tokyo.

Little Hu'er was playing outside alone, very happy.

It was not easy to escape from home, and the five-year-old child naturally loves to play, especially after sleeping all day today, he finally slipped out in the middle of the night.

However, as soon as she ran to the city wall, she heard a loud boom.

Hu'er turned her head blankly and looked at the city gate with puzzled eyes.

There, the gates had already been blasted open by gunpowder.

There were two men, who seemed to be riding black horses, galloping towards this direction.

The earth-shattering noise just now must have come from the city gate.

Seeing that the two horses were getting closer and closer, Xiao Hu'er was also frightened for a while, she hurriedly flashed to the side, and in an instant she got into the grass.

Hu'er covered her mouth and looked outside, so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, she could only vaguely see the appearance of those two people.

"Lao Cheng, Lao Cheng, remember, this woman must be guarded, you can't kill him, Captain Gao will be useful to him in the future!"

The one who spoke was a man in black, and I saw that this person's whole body was shrouded in black robes, and his tone was extremely low.

"No problem, this woman plans to wait for her to grow up, and I'll keep it for myself." The other man in black sneered, but his voice was even darker.

Soon, the horses of the two had run away, and under the moonlight, the grass here was a little dark, feeling the white moonlight sprinkled on his body, but Hu'er covered his mouth, his eyes flashed with tears, and he didn't dare to say a word.

After all, it was still not discovered.

Xiao Hu'er exhaled lightly, and was about to relax and lie down to rest, but was almost frightened by a loud noise.

Almost instantly, in the direction of a palace by the south gate, someone seemed to shout: "Oh no, Princess Ziyuan is sick and dead!"

Next, there was a large number of loud cries and screams, which shook the heavens and the earth.

Where had Xiao Hu'er seen such a picture, she saw that two people who looked like bad people had already galloped away on horseback, and she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

"You damn girl, dare to run so far!"

Soon, under Hu'er's cry, Zhao Hu'er's adoptive parents also heard the news and rushed over on horseback.

"Little cub, you still dare to come here to play, I think you are tired of living!"

As soon as Zhao Hu'er was mentioned suddenly, the middle-aged couple got on the horse and galloped home.

After returning, Hu'er was thrown into the warehouse by the two and locked up.

"I see that this girl has grown up and is no longer disobedient, let's move out tonight and stay away from this Tokyo City, otherwise we will be found out about our affairs, and we will punish the Nine Clans!" The middle-aged man scolded.

"What you said is that if the emperor or Shen Yun knew that we had changed his daughter, he would definitely have to be broken into thousands of pieces." The middle-aged woman said viciously: "But before leaving, we have to make this dead girl have a longer memory!"

The man laughed, and the two opened the storeroom, dragged Hu'er out with a whip, and whipped her fiercely, ignoring her cries.

Half an hour later, Xiao Hu'er fell to the ground dying, obviously unable to move.

"If you dare to run around in the future, this is the end!" The middle-aged woman pointed at Hu'er and scolded for a long time before getting into the carriage and asking someone to tidy up the family property and leave overnight.

And the seeds of resentment have already become deeper and deeper in Zhao Huer's heart.

Time comes back to the present.

In an instant, the sound of Chu Jianglou's piano completely stopped.

Not good!

Chu Jianglou's eyes trembled suddenly, it may have been a momentary negligence just now, causing the Cold Shadow Jade Spirit to lose the cooperation of the right hand Qin Qilin San, which affected Zhao Hu'er's mind!

Sure enough, shouldn't you take the risk of using this kind of tune, Chu Jianglou gritted his teeth and stood up directly.

There must have been some resentment and sorrow in her heart, which was completely stimulated by this song, and for a while, she lost her mind.

Control her first!

However, Chu Jianglou had no time to think about it.

Because, Zhao Hu'er is actually faster.

Before Chu Jianglou could stand up, she had already pulled out her sword and rushed over!

So fast?!

All of a sudden, Chu Jianglou was almost in a cold sweat, and his pupils suddenly dilated by an unknown amount.

A cool breeze blew, and the icy feeling made Chu Jianglou realize that it was already late at night.

Instinctively, his hand thundered against the hilt of his sword.

At the last moment, Chu Jianglou saw a trace of confusion in her eyes, and a faint tear flickered.

In the end, he still didn't draw his sword.

"Poof!"

Blood flickered, and the sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh rang out.

The smile of the young man flew in the blood light.

However, Chu Jianglou didn't move, as if the sword didn't do him any harm.

He just touched Zhao Hu'er's head, and said softly with a smile: "Nightmare, I've woken up, don't be nervous, don't be scared anymore."

Looking at that elegant smile, Zhao Hu'er was completely stunned for a while.

The cool night breeze blew through her long hair, blowing it down, and in the moonlight, the girl's figure was like a dream.

She stopped, the blade in her hand reflecting the glow of blood, stabbing her eyes with pain.

The heart seems to have changed, something more.

Seemingly, a little sobriety has been regained.

"Someone, hurry up, Imperial Doctor Xuankong, take Lord Emperor Ji and Prince Chu down for treatment!"