Needless to say, the one who caused everyone to boil must be the first beauty of the Great Xia Dynasty, Miss Yan.

Everyone is blindly worshipping and obsessed with Miss Yan, but Ning Ran looked at this woman's figure, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. On the one hand, she felt that this Yan girl was very pretentious, and she was playing the trick of a trapeze, on the other hand, he was upset for Liu Yunxiang, why did the man Liu Yunxiang like her.

But if Ning Ran knew that this woman was the woman who had been with him all night, he could only despise himself, took someone else's body, and slipped away without leaving a word.

Yan Qingwu was wearing a red dress and a white veil, everyone couldn't see her face, Yan Qingwu didn't say a word, and everyone couldn't hear her voice, but everyone was so crazy. Quiet, quiet, suddenly I saw her ten fingers gently stirring, and a heavenly sound spread instantly, lingering into her ears.

At first, the sound of the piano sounded as light as spring rain, penetrating into the ears, and then flowing like a mountain stream, and then the sea rushed, and then there was a heavy rain pouring, and the sound of the piano was full of flavors, and it had a charming magic that made everyone intoxicated.

"The lonely smoke outside the plug, the sunset is long, and the wind rises;

A pot of turbid wine and a song on the cold sand on the desert, the words of yesterday are happy;

In the dream, Xianlu said to Jun, drunk and hazy to see the sun and the barren mountains red and hot, he smiled like a light breeze;

If the rainbow sword is held in his hand, he dreams of no one at the end and a pillow of yellow sorghum tears;

All my life, I can't sleep at night, looking back;

The old dream of Guanshan is difficult to pass, and the love is far away, and the wind and rain are looking forward to the passing years;

When will I meet you again, wealth and glory are like floating clouds, and they are like smoke in a flash,

I only wish to accompany you to look at the rivers and mountains, raise your eyebrows and immediately fight on the battlefield;

Today goes to tomorrow, and the dream of this life and the next life comes true;

Happy, enmity, talking and laughing, fighting swords, the world is just waiting for leisure. ”

Bursts of crisp and pleasant girls came, like a dream, like a strong man who walked time, like a lost sad girl, expressing the image to the extreme.

This is a very popular poem in the Great Xia Dynasty, expressing the love and hatred of cultivators, and everyone likes it very much.

Ning Ran looked around, everyone was stunned and drunk, I don't know whether they were confused by this woman's figure, or overwhelmed by this fairy music in the world, or resonated with the beautiful poetry.

Looking at Li Qing beside him, he has long been addicted to it, not only Li Qing, but even Liu Yunxiang has been staring at Miss Yan.

After Yan Qing's dance was finished, the petals in the sky were just sprinkled, she stood up gently, and slowly put her hand on the veil, a national color and heavenly fragrance, and her peerless face was about to be revealed in front of everyone.

Ning Ran's little heart couldn't help but beat a few times, this Yan girl must be very moving, otherwise Liu Yunxiang would not be so jealous of her, if Liu Yunxiang is a quiet and graceful lily, then what will this Yan girl be?

However, just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, Yan Qingwu actually put down the slender jade hand and did not unveil it.

Heart, it seems that I can't breathe, and I want to see the gorgeous and bright colors under this woman's veil.

Yan Qingwu looked around, especially Ning Ran who stayed there for a while, and then looked away, those beautiful eyes once again hooked everyone's hearts. I only heard her coquettish voice: The little woman is polite.

What kind of voice is this, enchanting to the extreme, just this sentence seems to make everyone's hearts melt.

The disciple of the Corpse Coffin Sect who was holding the coffin took the lead and said, "Qin Ming of the Lower Corpse Coffin Sect has seen Miss Yan.

"In the Lower Spirit Cloud Gate, Luo Feiran has seen Miss Yan. ”

"Zhao Qianyin has seen Miss Yan in the Lower Vermilion Bird Spiritual Academy......"

Dozens of people have said hello to this Yan girl, men are like this, they said hello to Liu Yunxiang before, and now they say hello to Yan Qingwu, whether they see one and love the other, or they only love the best.

Most men love this kind of woman who is charming to the bone, but Ning Ran is different, he saw Liu Yunxiang's eyebrows lowered, so he said loudly: "The poor monk Master Mu Jian has seen Miss Yan. Although the words are ordinary, but the sneer on the corner of Ning Ran's mouth, this Yan girl sees it in her eyes.

Yan Qingwu saw his expression, those pink fists couldn't help clenching, pretending not to see Ning Ran, completely ignoring him, and fighting back.

Ning Ran was not born to be the master of losses, only hearing a crisp sound of "bang", Ning Ran threw the teacup in Li Qing's hand to the ground, and said loudly: "The poor monk Master Mu Jian has seen Miss Yan. ”

Everyone cast their eyes one after another, with a look that was about to be eaten, but no one spoke, because he killed the ghost killer with one move, because he was a wooden sword master.

Seeing Ning Ran like this, Yan Qingwu had no choice but to grit her teeth and say charmingly: "The little girl is polite." ”

Suddenly, a beautiful woman standing at the front of Tianyun Pavilion said with a smile: "I just listened to Sister Yan's song, and I feel very wonderful, and my sister will definitely teach me when I have time." ”

"My sister praised it falsely, how can I compare to my sister, I will visit my sister in person another day. Yan Qingwu greeted her with a smile, although she wore a veil, she still fascinated everyone, even women. In fact, in terms of piano skills alone, she has indeed reached the peak, otherwise there would not be this extremely beautiful piano sound.

At this time, everyone was intoxicated by the hazy beauty of the Qin girl, and when they saw this, they deliberately let out a cold snort, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Yan Qingwu is the first beauty of the Great Xia Dynasty, she has seen a lot of people in the past hundred years, but she has never seen such a proud and arrogant person as Ning Ran, and she looks unfathomable, she looks hateful, and the most hateful man took his body and destroyed half of his cultivation. For Yan Qingwu, only blood can repay this breath, but there is an inexplicable reluctance in her heart.

She was annoyed in her heart, but she smiled and asked, "May I ask what this son is called." ”

Ning Ran naturally couldn't lose the prestige of the wooden sword master, so he shook off his shirt and said, "The poor monk is a wooden sword master, not a son, and I have already told the girl just now." ”

Yan Qingwu raised her eyebrows and asked, "The little woman is ignorant, but my song just now is not good, and I can't get into the eyes of the master?"

Ning Ran guessed that she would ask such a question, so she said: "The monks don't speak, the piano is a good piano, and the music is a good song, but the girl you play really not very well." ”

"Where did you come from, boy, dare to be presumptuous here. It was Luo Feiran, the senior brother of Lingyunmen, who spoke, he thought about it, no matter how powerful this wooden sword master was, he couldn't do anything to himself here, and if he reprimanded him at this time, he would definitely be able to win Yan Qingwu's favor.

Ning Ran ignored her, just looked at Yan Qingwu, looked at the other party's beautiful eyes, and watched how she responded.

"Although the master said so, I really don't know where to play badly, and I ask the Heavenly Master to make it clear. Yan Qingwu pretended to know nothing, and under the veil, a sneer appeared.

"Miss Yan, there are three flaws in your song, so it's not difficult to see. Ning Ran continued to ridicule her.

Yan Qingwu was naturally unconvinced, and then said, "Please also ask the master to give advice." ”

Ning Ran was too lazy to accept her hostility, and said: "Don't dare to give teaching, the poor monk just told the truth, although your skills are exquisite, but if you want to make great progress, it is very difficult, I will do you a favor today, and I will also accumulate merit, and I will also repay the hospitality of the owner of Yunxiang Building." ”

Yan Qingwu's beautiful eyes flowed, and when she saw that he had transferred the matter to Liu Yunxiang, she was even more unconvinced, so she said: "The little girl never owes others favors, and she will not accept the master's guidance in vain, if you really have such ability, I promise you one thing as a reward." “

Ning Ran couldn't help but want to laugh, so he could only hold back and said, "Then it's decided." ”

Yan Qingwu looked at Ning Ran with a cold light, as if telling him, stinky monk, you are dead.

"One, your music is too technical. Although Miss Yan's piano skills are superb, but she has not integrated her own feelings, it can only be a beautiful sound, which is difficult to enter people's hearts and lungs. Ning Ran expected that she, a woman in a Qinglou who sang songs, would not have any true feelings, so she said so.

Ning Ran saw that she didn't speak, looked at everyone again, and said: "This is just like our cultivators' sword practice, no matter how clever the swordsmanship is, it may not emit the greatest power, only with a sword in the heart, can we achieve the realm of the unity of man and sword."

Everyone nodded, Yan Qingwu was silent for a while, and still didn't speak, which was considered to be an admit.

"Second, your tune is too monotonous. This piece must be known to everyone, the charm is endless, you only use the sound of the piano is not able to fully present its charm, should be combined with other musical instruments, such as the flute, such as the se, etc., is the so-called piano and song, some people say that you are the piano and the seer, I have seen a little. ”

Yan Qingwu couldn't help clenching her fists, thinking: This man is really hateful, making things up, but he is powerless to refute it, what should he do?

Fortunately, a crisp voice came out: "How do you know that Qin Se can harmonize, how do you know if you don't try?"

Everyone looked at it, Yan Qingwu looked at it, and Ning Ran looked at it, why is Li Qing, this kid, a brother, the little fat man actually wants to dismantle his own stage.

Li Qing must have been confused by Yan Qingwu's piano sound and eyebrows, and completely stabbed Ning Ran in the back, really brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, they can have no hands or feet, but they can't wear clothes, and Li Qing can't wear Yan Qingwu's clothes.

Li Qing's words instantly led a group of people who wanted to offer their hearts, and they shouted one after another: "Why do you say that, have you tried Qin Se and Ming?"

Ning Ran was miserable now, and he could only silently tell himself that he would be happy to make friends in the future, and not make bad friends like Li Xiaopang.

Yan Qingwu's heart flashed with a hint of comfort, this is the solution of hatred, so she said coquettishly: "The master has no evidence, and it is indeed difficult to convince the public." ”

I saw Ning Ran's face calm, quite like a reincarnated Buddha, and looked at the veiled woman on the stage indifferently.

Yan Qingwu also somehow, looking at Ning Ran calm and composed, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

I only heard Ning Ran say calmly: "The monks don't speak, it just so happens that the poor monk has a little study of Xiao, if Miss Yan doesn't mind, the poor monk can play a song with you." ”

When everyone heard this, this wooden sword master actually had this ability, and immediately pouted, and Yan Qingwu was very helpless, she had always been high, and she was even reluctant to play a song with others.

Only Li Qing snickered, he looked at Ning Ran's signature smile, and guessed that this kid must be pretending. But this time Li Qing really miscalculated, Ning Ran was proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but these things were useless at all in Sword King Ridge.

"If you're right, you'll have the opportunity to learn music from the master again. Yan Qingwu said reluctantly.

Ning Ran smiled brightly and angrily, and continued: "This third point is gentle artificiality. ”

Yan Qingwu was stunned for a moment and looked straight at him.

Ning Ran ignored her, and continued: "This song is certainly good, but Miss Yan may not be able to understand it, poor Dao sees that you are not very old, how much do you know about this real cultivation path?"

Yan Qingwu's face turned pale, and she was very unhappy, her body was overwhelmed, her cultivation was ruined, her dignity was trampled on, if she didn't seek justice, she would have the heart to die.

Everyone knows a little about the rumors of the wooden sword master, and when I see it today, it is really like a rumor, and it is very powerful.

Ning Ran was determined to eat her, for Liu Yunxiang's sake, he must not be able to make her feel better, and said, "Miss Yan, are you convinced?"