"I don't fight with anyone, I don't care if I fight with anyone! Mom asked me why I was kneeling and looking at my brain. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Bull with a capital letter, I just like Xiao Yufeng like this, and I will condemn him with this sentence, provided that he can sweep his peers. ”

"Who wouldn't brag about it, and you don't care to fight with anyone, you want to go to heaven, hang like this, do your parents know?"

Xiao Yufeng's words immediately caused a crazy vomit on the Skynet, as well as the crazy worship of some people.

Yufeng Pavilion, this is a fan organization, born two days ago, there are a group of Xiao Yufeng's supporters gathered here, and there are already 30,000 members who have joined this fan organization, and a steady stream of people have joined in, Bu Wenjing is the initiator of this fan organization, and he is the self-proclaimed manager of Yufeng Pavilion.

"Brothers, sisters, look at how high the realm of the wind is, we have to learn more from idols. Bu Wenjing said emotionally, look, this is our idol.

This realm is as high as the sky, and only by following the footsteps of the wind can the kingdom become stronger and more prosperous.

The members of the Imperial Wind Pavilion were incoherent with excitement, what a profound realm, what a confident person to be able to say such a sentence.

Jiao Chenghua slapped his thigh with his right hand and said praisefully: "What a Xiao Yufeng, no wonder he was able to achieve such an achievement at a young age, his opponent is only himself." ”

Wu Yongning nodded, and became more and more satisfied with Xiao Yufeng, Qinglong Academy, he is a special instructor of the piano course in Qinglong Academy, how can such a good seedling be let go.

"Pretending. Zhang Wangyuan sneered in his heart, and he didn't bother to fight with anyone, do you think you are the first person in the mainland?

His hand gently pulled the strings and muttered, "The opportunity has been given to you, and you don't cherish it." ”

A hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, what about the first and second rounds, the weak are always the weak, and then it's time for me to perform.

"Dream back nine days. ”

His fingers danced rapidly on the strings, his face was very calm, the lines of his face were very soft, his eyes were slightly closed, and he thought that he was in a deep sleep.

The Nightmare Piano also exudes a faint red color, and at this time it seems to have become a magic harp, which can forcibly pull people into the dream realm and become its slaves.

There are many types of qin music, there are soothing types, which can relieve people's spirits, and there are high types, which can mobilize people's emotions.

Wu Yongning looked at Zhang Wangyuan with a solemn expression, and when it came to the realm of the Qin Dao, he asked himself if he could beat Zhang Wangyuan, but if he really wanted to fight the qin, he was only six points sure that he could win against Zhang Wangyuan, and it was a miserable victory.

"Nightmare?" Xiao Yufeng muttered to himself, in his previous life, he had suffered a loss from the Nightmare Qin, but it was also because he entered the dream realm that his Qin Dao was able to quickly break through the mirror and reach the realm of a scholar.

He did not resist the music, but opened his arms and listened carefully to the dreamy sound.

"Is he looking for death?" Wu Changling looked at Xiao Yufeng puzzled, dreaming back to the nine heavens, it was a qin song made by a qin dao saint thousands of years ago, Zhang Wangyuan swept the younger generation of the qin road in Donghai County with this qin song.

Although Dream Back to Nine Heavens is not the pinnacle of the saint's work, it has also reached the level of national scholar-level qin music, Zhang Wangyuan also got the recognition of Nightmare Qin by chance, and there is a trace of the idea left by the piano player in the body of the piano, which is accompanied by such a qin song as Dream Back to Nine Days, and this piece has become his secret secret.

There is no guidance from a master of the piano music at the national scholar level and above, it is difficult to comprehend the essence of the piano music, and the qin music is generally not widely disseminated, and it is very difficult to learn advanced qin music.

Two years ago, he once had a private competition with Zhang Wangyuan, and the final result was that both sides lost, and no one took advantage, although Zhang Wangyuan used the power of the Nightmare Qin, but the Qin itself is a kind of strength.

The sound of the piano contains three kinds of mysteries, namely the subtlety of tranquility, the mystery of dreams, and the subtlety of darkness.

Buzz, let the sound of the piano enter your ears, and then sweep in the sea of knowledge.

Boom, the space of the Qin Dao Zhihai subspace churned violently, it was just a breath of time, all the sounds disappeared completely, only the clean sound of the qin entered his mind, Xiao Yufeng's face showed an intoxicated expression, as if he had fallen into a dream compiled by Zhang Wangyuan's piano sound.

Lian Yuyi leaned on the soft sofa, she rubbed her face gently, she didn't pay attention to Xiao Yufeng's competition scene, she didn't know Zhang Wangyuan's strength, and she was not interested in knowing, but the result was already doomed in her opinion, Xiao Yufeng would win this game.

She didn't care about the changes in the outside world, she immersed ninety percent of her energy in her own sea of knowledge, she was simulating playing a piano song, and she was already preparing for the decisive battle in two days.

Five minutes passed, Zhang Wangyuan's brows furrowed tightly, what's the matter, how can Xiao Yufeng's consciousness still be sober, playing the Guoshi-level piano music is very mentally exhausting, especially to use the power of the piano to support the mysterious operation of the piano, he already feels a little unbearable.

How can the invincible music become invalid?

Gradually, he stopped playing, looking at Xiao Yufeng with an intoxicated expression, he had a feeling of being a dog, Nima, am I playing a fake piano song!

What I want is for you to sink, to sink, to become a slave to the sound of my piano, what kind of trouble do you want to make with your intoxicated expression? Is the mystery of my playing fake?

Pop, Xiao Yufeng applauded, and glanced at Zhang Wangyuan with appreciation: "Yes, your piano music has been played to a high level, and the three mysteries suddenly grabbed my ears and made me have a dreamlike feeling, but it is still a little bit worse." ”

How strong his spiritual power is, how strong his will is, if a scholar wants to sink him through qin music, it is completely impossible, maybe the qin dao country scholar can.

Dream back to the nine days is a song with hypnotic hallucinogenic effect, plus the nightmare qin itself has a hypnotic ability, after Zhang Wangyuan's playing, nine out of nine teachers can't bear it, at least they can't listen to such a song without changing their face like Xiao Yufeng.

"I'll teach you how to play the song Dream Back to the Nine Heavens!" Xiao Yufeng waved his sleeves and exhaled softly.

"A dream goes back to nine days, like a fairy. The words fell, and the piano sounded.