"Yingsleeve, why did the stinky boy of the Xuanwu family get entangled with you?" The ninth grandson and Yingsleeve may not have seen each other for a long time, and they exchanged pleasantries for a long time before frowning and asking.

Ying Sleeve frowned slightly, and cursed: "How do I know, this hateful guy! Since the first disciple trial half a year ago, I have come to Miaoyin Valley every now and then, and I am really annoyed to death." ”

"I asked my brother to beat him!"

"Forget it, your brother knows that he loves you, so he cares about me. Besides, can your White Tiger Clan and Xuanwu Clan fight?"

Aomine was on the side, looking at the two girls who were like no one else, a little embarrassed. At this time, he glanced at Jiusun in surprise, this rather fierce girl turned out to be a member of the White Tiger Clan.

Looking at Yingsleeve, who was a little worried, Jiusun waved his fist, "If he dares to bully my Yingsleeve, I will dare to beat him!"

"Giggles!" Yingsleeve laughed out loud and said, "Why don't I marry my family's nine children!"

"This time, I'll let my brother propose!"

......

The two girls are together, as if they are back to their childhood, joking unscrupulously.

"The master said that Shen Yuan has awakened the Xuanwu bloodline and has already impressed many elders. In this wonderful sound event, once he pleases the elders again, the Xuanwu clan's bargaining chips will be even more sufficient......"

Laughing and laughing, Yingsleeve became sad again. Raised by Miaoyin Valley since childhood, he has fallen into a dilemma at this time.

Jiusun's face became a little heavy, and he could see that Yingsleeve was really troubled, and persuaded: "Yingsleeveer, this matter is not indispensable, isn't it?" That Shen Yuan, even if he awakens the Xuanwu bloodline, is only an eight-rank thorn text, there are many men stronger than him in this world, after all, there are you who like it, and you can also be accepted by Miaoyin Valley!"

"Hey... How can it be so easy to ......"

"Then there is a way! Shen Yuan doesn't want to please the elders, you just let the elders hate him, at least not let the elders like him!

Yingsleeve sighed lightly again, "The elders have always said that the gentleman of etiquette and music, the wisdom of mathematics, and those who understand the number of etiquette and music must also be talented." This time, Shen Yuan was full of confidence, I was afraid that he had made full preparations, and I was afraid that the elders would be blinded by him at that time!"

Jiusun frowned suddenly, and scolded: "The Xuanwu clan is all cunning kings!"

"Ahem!" Looking at the two girls who were worried, Qingfeng couldn't help but cough lightly, "It's just to stop Shen Yuan at the Miaoyin Festival, I think I can serve!"

Yingsleeve's eyes suddenly lit up.

The ninth grandson was just looking at Qingfeng, "Boy, which one are you?"

"He's Aomine. Half a year ago, I went to a Heavenly Apocalypse Mausoleum in Beicaohai with my master for a trial, and I met him. At that time, he only had the strength to enter the six grades of ink,...... Giggles, guess what? The Goshawk Tribe's God-Gathering powerhouse actually believed it...... He ran all the way over, and killed the Sang Xiong who was hanging by a thread with one sword, and at that time he shocked the Ding Ten of the Jinding clan, haha, I really laughed to death......

Jiusun's eyes became brighter and brighter when he listened, and he laughed, "Talent! The guy who sprayed Shen Yuan just now opened his mouth, isn't it you?"

Qingfeng couldn't help but be embarrassed and nodded shyly.

"Boy, are you really sure to mess with him?"

"Uh..."Slightly groaning, Qingfeng said: "If you count the rhythm, there is still no big problem!"

Now, he doesn't know how far the rhythm and number of spells will be in the Miaoyin Festival. However, with the level of the eighth level of piano and the tenth level of guqin in his previous life, coupled with the status of a top student who has been a good student and a scholarship winner for more than ten consecutive years, it should not be difficult to deal with these guys who are still playing the Pythagorean theorem!

An inexplicable confidence suddenly filled my heart.

"Of course, it's Shushu Yinlu! Do you still want to fight with him Shen Yuan?"

Qingfeng smiled slightly, thinking of that inexplicable kick, his anger swelled underneath, and he squinted and said: "Fight? Hmph, I'm going to kill him! This time, it's just interest!"

"Huh, the boy is not small. Jiusun admired: "Do a good job, if you make a fool of him at the Miaoyin Festival, I will let my brother accept you as a guard! If you can really kill him, I will ask my father to ask you to be a white tiger worship!"

"Qingfeng, the Miaoyin Festival will have three links: rhythm, technique, and treasure, and it is necessary to integrate the performance of each link and choose one person as the champion. This year, with the operation of the Xuanwu clan, Shen Yuan is difficult to match in almost every link. In the treasure hunting link, you need to go deep into Longshan and fight, you are not strong enough, it is difficult to make a difference in this link. If you want to affect Shen Yuan's performance, you must completely disrupt his ability in the rhythm and number of techniques, which is very difficult!"

Yingsleeve explained heavily, "Although you have a lot of ghost ideas, your methods are also very weird. However, after all, I haven't really come into contact with music and mathematics, even if I use my right to let you enter the grand competition, I'm afraid it will be difficult to grasp the initiative! Are you really sure?"

Qingfeng suddenly smiled embarrassedly, "Yes~! It seems that his level is not very high......"

"Qingfeng, you can't underestimate the enemy!" Ying Sleeve snorted, "I see, in the past few days, I will teach you some rough rhythms and techniques, at least you can deal with it." By the way, do you know how to read?

"Ahem......" Qingfeng was even more embarrassed, looking at Yingsleeve, who was both worried and enthusiastic, and didn't know how to explain it. This kind of thing is very troublesome to explain, after all, there are no such things in the sea of grass.

His embarrassment was even more timid in Yingsleeve's eyes. He said anxiously: "Oh! Even if you are deceived, you have to recognize the number of sounds! In the past three days, you will go anywhere, and I will teach you some basic skills." ”

After sparing back and forth, he still looked uneasy, and Yingsleeve said again: "No, I have to find you a musical instrument that seals the demon soul!"

Jiusun smiled on the side: "Yingsleeve, don't worry about it." That kid dares to say yes, he must have an idea!"

"Isn't it?" he said, looking at Aomine.

"Ahem... My idea is to defeat him......"

The second daughter was taken aback, and she was clearly looking at Qingfeng like a fool. "You can't even know the number of sounds, and you still want to defeat Shen Yuan?"

That surprised gaze suddenly made Qingfeng even more embarrassed.

"You'd better think of something else! you have so many ideas......" said Yingsleeve.

"Oh! I see. You must have a way to pull Shen Yuan's level to the same low as you, and then use your rich weak chicken level to defeat him!, isn't it?"

Qingfeng rolled his eyes, "Are you helping me, or are you hurting me?" However, I do need Yingsleeve to help me with one thing. ”

"What?"

"Play the piano for me for three days!"

Jiusun's eyes suddenly widened, "Boy, you let Yingsleeve stroke the piano for you for three days? Do you know what kind of treatment this is? How many days do you want to have a chance to reunite with Yingsleeve!"

Aomine looked at Ying Sleeve with a smile and didn't speak.

Ying Sleeve thought about it for a while, and then nodded his head in agreement. "Okay! I agree to your terms, I hope you don't disappoint me!"

Aomine nodded.

The sleeves touch the piano, like a heavenly sound. After a while, from the top of the west peak of the Dragon Valley, an ethereal heavenly sound sounded, like a stone penetrating into the Mirror Lake, and there were ripples between the mountains.