"Childe, are we really going to come in?"

Qin Xuan, who was following Jun Xiaoyao, glanced at the luxurious and luxurious Xianqiong Building, with a sense of anxiety on his face.

She had never entered such an upscale place before.

"If you don't come in, how can you participate in the piano fight?" Jun smiled freely.

He casually took out a superb divine source and threw it to the little guy in Xianqionglou on the side.

The little guy was stunned, and he didn't dare to stop Jun Yao from entering.

Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

She also regarded Jun Yao as a suitor who admired and admired the Lyra Girl.

As for the piano?

Qin Xuan didn't think about it at all.

Soon, Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Xuan climbed to the top floor of Xianqiong Tower.

When Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the eyes of the audience couldn't help but converge on the past.

That kind of charm is so special that it's hard not to notice it.

"Hey, who is that, and it's so amazing?"

"How do I feel, like an immortal descending to the earth?"

Many of the great forces have different colors in their eyes.

The third prince and the young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce also showed surprise.

Especially the third prince, while being surprised, there was also a faint sense of vigilance in his eyes.

In his opinion, most of the men come to participate in the piano fighting party to admire the fairy posture of the Tianqin woman.

And the three princes have long regarded the Tianqin girl as a forbidden existence.

The mysterious prince shrouded in fairy light in front of him gave the third prince a faint sense of threat.

Because in front of this white-clothed son, even he, the prince, has a vague inferiority complex.

It's like a humble mortal, facing an immortal.

This feeling made the third prince extremely unhappy.

And what made him even more unhappy was that the eyes of the Tianqin girl were also attracted by this boy in white.

"It's amazing......"

With the cold character of the Tianqin girl, I was also surprised at the moment.

In front of this man in white, she was vaguely ashamed of herself.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about the eyes of the audience, and found a place to sit down at random.

Qin Xuan, who was on the side, was a little flustered when she was watched by so many people.

"Huh...... He ......"

On the other side, Feng Qingling also noticed Jun Xiaoyao.

The red glow in her eyes condensed, and she wanted to see through the fairy mist on Jun Xiaoyao's face.

"Huh?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and the true spirit in the Divine Palace released his soul power in his mind.

Suddenly, Feng Qingling frowned, feeling a tingling in his mind.

"This person has some doorways. Feng Qingling frowned and gave up snooping.

After all, she came here this time, mainly to meet this Tianqin girl, who is known as the first piano artist.

Jun Xiaoyao retracted his gaze and muttered, "The people of Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, it seems that this vein has also begun to act. ”

It was the ancestral dragon's nest that was doing things before.

Now the descendants of Wanhuang Lingshan have also appeared.

And these two veins happen to have a good relationship, and they are both aimed at the Jun family.

So for this Feng Qingling, Jun Xiaoyao naturally has no good feelings.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time is almost up, so let's start the piano fight now. On the side of the high platform, an old woman from the Immortal Dance Qin Sect said.

She is also the protector of the Lyra Woman.

"Haha, since that's the case, then I'll sacrifice the ugliness first, and ask the Lyra Girl to give me advice. A young man came out, smiled, and took out his guqin.

"Please. ”

The Lyra Girl only spat out one word, and her voice was clear and cold.

The young man stroked the piano and played, and the sound of the piano was like flowing water.

And the Tianqin girl, the cold eyebrows and eyes are always indifferent.

After listening to the young man's song, the Tianqin woman used her slender fingers to pluck the strings.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano sounded like a heavenly sound.

There is a holy glow around, there are smoke clouds, and there is a flickering Shenhua in the void, which sets off the earth Tianqin girl, and it is like a fairy in the piano.

Almost everyone present was intoxicated by what they heard, and the admiration in the hearts of the three princes and the young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce was even stronger.

The song of the Lyra Girl fell, and the aftermath lingered in the ears.

"This is a fairy song, wonderful, wonderful!"

"After listening to the sound of the Lyra Girl, I felt as if I was about to sublimate. Many of them are sighing.

"That's a nice sound. Qin Xuan was also fascinated by what he heard.

Even people like her, who don't know the way of the piano, are a little infatuated.

"It's okay. Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

He didn't specialize in the way of the piano, and he didn't practice much.

But with Jun's demonic talent, plus some famous guqin songs that he knew in his previous life.

Under the fusion of the two, Jun Xiaoyao's piano skills have reached the peak unconsciously.

And the sound of the Lyra girl, to his ears, can really only be regarded as good, belonging to the category that can be appreciated.

The young man who challenged the Tianqin Girl arched his hand at the Tianqin Girl and said: "It is worthy of being the younger generation of the Immortal Realm, the Tianqin Girl who is the first in the piano path, and she is willing to bow down." ”

"I conceded. "The Lyra Lady had a faint countenance, and she did not rejoice in the victory.

Next, several Tianjiao stepped forward to challenge one after another, but they were all defeated.

Seeing this scene, the three princes and the young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce and others all had smiles on the corners of their mouths.

No one can defeat Lyra in the art of the piano, and no one can arouse the interest of Lyra Lyra.

At this time, a female voice with a faint taste of arrogance came.

"Just let Qing Ling come for a while, you, the young generation of the fairy realm, the first person in the piano path. ”

Feng Qingling got up, wearing a flaming red dress, outlining the tall and curvy figure.

Although the face is shrouded in the divine glow, the vague glimpse is amazing.

She took out a fiery red guqin, the strings of which were like flames.

It is a powerful princely weapon.

"The first person in the piano road doesn't dare to be, since Miss Feng wants to challenge, then please. Lyra's tone was light, but it also implied a hint of-for-tat.

The two of them faced each other and began to stroke the piano at the same time.

"Listen to my song, Phoenix Seeking Phoenix!" Feng Qing Lingyu stroked the strings of the piano, and there were countless red runes, imprinted in the void.

Then, the sound of a phoenix chirping sounded.

A phoenix, a phoenix, two lifelike birds, swirling with Feng Qingling.

Such a vision astonished many.

The Lyra Girl also began to play her famous song, the song of the neon dress and feather coat.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to see the fairy palace descending, the fairy e'e danced, the sky was falling, and the ground was surging with golden lotus.

Everyone seems to be intoxicated, and they don't know what year it is.

Two piano songs, intertwined and colliding.

Eventually, boom.

One of Feng Qingling's strings broke.

Her face was faintly blue, and her eyebrows changed.

Finally, I stopped stroking the piano.

"It is worthy of being the first person in the young generation of Qin Dao in the fairy realm, if even I can't beat you, then no one should be able to beat you. Feng Qingling shook his head slightly.

She is from Wanhuang Lingshan and has arrogance and nobility in her bones.

But now, she also has to admit that she has lost.

Of course, this is just a defeat on the piano path, if you really compare the strength, the Lyra girl is definitely inferior to her.

Moreover, Feng Qingling is also very proud.

She thinks that she can't defeat the Lyra Girl, and no one in the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain can defeat the Lyra Girl on the piano path.

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