He felt that he should be able to win nine times out of ten.

When he brought this up, Shen Jiuli gave him a rather strange look: "Are you sure you want to compete with the piano?" This skill is just a casual skill, and no matter how strong it is, it can't be considered a strong skill. ”

Ye Tianli seemed to have a sense of rejection when he heard his words, thinking that he was not good at it, and immediately said: "How can you be a demon lord and husband by fighting and killing alone?" It also needs to be both civil and military, and the demon lord also likes to listen to the qin, and only after marriage can the qin and the song ......"

"In what you say, this second game?"

"Yes, the piano competition, after this competition, the content of the third competition can be selected by Your Excellency." Ye Tianli expressed generosity.

Shen Jiuli said lightly: "There is no need to choose this seat anymore. "Two wins in three games, after this game, Ye Tianli can only be eliminated, and he doesn't need the third game at all.

So, the second game of the competition started directly.

Everyone in the audience expressed their joy, the sound of Venerable Ye's piano is not something that can be heard from time to time, listening to his piano is a pleasure, an absolute master level.

If this is placed in modern times, it is the prince of piano, it is Richard Clayderman......

There are also people who are secretly worried about Shen Jiuli, and they look at him with pity, hoping that in the third game, he can choose what he is best at and win back a game......

The piano table, the piano stool, and the purple-robed man playing the piano.

When the sound of the piano sounded, the whole square fell silent, and people listened to the sound of the sound of the piano with their eyes slightly closed, although the mood of the piano fluctuated.

The sound of the piano jingled and clanged through the heavens and the earth, and in the far distance, there were birds flying one after another, red, white, flower, gray, blue, colorful, circling around the square.

When the piano was played halfway, there were already a hundred and ten birds in the sky, dancing and flying in the air to the music, which was very beautiful.

At the end of the song, the birds were still hovering freely in the sky, and they couldn't bear to leave.

Ye Tianli plucked the last note from his fingers, got up, and glanced at Shen Jiuli.

Shen Jiuli was sitting on the side, sitting on his lap Shen Nianmo, he pressed one palm on Shen Nianmo's vest, as if he was doing massage for him, and a faint white light flashed out from his fingertips from time to time, it was obvious that he was taking advantage of this gap to treat Shen Nianmo.

After all, Shen Nianmo had just had a high fever, and his small body was still a little weak, and after Shen Jiuli held him in his arms, he noticed this.

This son was brought out by him, so he naturally loved him very much, and he was reluctant to suffer a little sin, let alone tolerate him being a little unhealthy. So he was treated immediately.

His medical skills are undoubtedly the highest, and Ye Tianli's kung fu of playing the piano has forced Shen Nian Mo to sweat.

This process is obviously not very comfortable, the little guy frowns slightly, but he can still endure it with his mouth tightly pursed.

After Ye Tianli finished playing, he also finished massaging the child, and after Shen Nianmo sweated, Shen Jiuli casually gave him a cleaning technique, making his whole body refreshed.

After cleaning up, the little guy was much more refreshed, and all the sickness disappeared without a trace.

"Father, it hurt so much just now, Nian Mo didn't cry." Shen Nianmo opened his eyes wide to invite merit.

Shen Jiuli patted his head: "It's like a little man."

Shen Nianmo was praised, and immediately his spirit flew bright, and his small chest also stood up.

He couldn't help but look at his mother again, who was sitting there looking at him with one hand on her cheek, her eyes thoughtful.