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Hundreds of flowers bloom in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and hundreds of flowers bloom and hundreds of bees are busy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Hundreds of bees are busy with a hundred butterflies dance, and a hundred butterflies fly in the Valley of Flowers. The sound of the piano echoes in the valley where the seasons are like spring, and it has a long and long history.

Endless sorrow, listening to it makes people cry, the sound of the qin contains too much melancholy, and at the same time has the power of the sound waves emitted by the seventh-order Tianqin master.

Touching the piano with both hands, layers of blue water flow all over his body. The art of the piano and the martial arts complement each other to counter the sound of the houseowner's harp.

At the door of the fence fence, Yao'er's face had recovered a little ruddy. A pair of beautiful eyes showed a look of worry, she knew best how strong the sonic power of the person in the room was, and how long Xia could hold on, was still unknown.

Xia Xiaonan was the same, pursing his red lips, his pretty face was tight, and his pure eyes stared at the emaciated figure motionlessly. Although Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes were outside, the impact of the aftermath alone could not be ignored, which showed how strong the oppression Jiang Xia was undergoing.

The sound of the piano is getting stronger and stronger, compared to Mo Yang in the piano art war, it is several times stronger. Huge waves crashed one layer after another, swallowing everything on the beach.

Xia's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his ten fingers were beating back and forth rapidly. The body and mind were subjected to the shock of the boulder, and even the ten thousand sound trees under the Echo Canyon were not as strong as the other party. Most importantly, the owner of the house has not yet done his best.

"That's the end of it! leave the Valley of Hundred Flowers for me, and don't bother me in the future. ”

As soon as the hoarse and deep voice came out, Xia Xiaodong and the four major yin heroes were all shocked. In the next quarter of an hour, a majestic momentum spread out from the house.

Suddenly, the waves in the sound of the piano turned into a tsunami, and the boulder turned into a hill. Circles of invisible sound waves swept in. Jiang Xia's face changed, and with a flip of his palm, the vermilion lyre disappeared, and what reappeared on Jiang Xia's leg was a five-stringed piano that exuded a deep black aura.

"Boom!" The invisible sound wave was blocked, causing Xia to tremble for a moment, and quickly returned to normal.

"Huh!" there was a startle from inside the room, obviously surprised. But it was just some surprise, and the sound wave power spread out in circles.

Touching the Demon Spirit Five-Stringed Piano, a few wisps of faint black qi lingered around his body. From a distance, it seems to blend with the blue water film, which is quite weird.

Seeing that Xia took out the Shenqin, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes breathed a sigh of relief. However, Yao'er and Xia Xiaonan were still as worried as ever, and the expressions on their faces did not change much. It's very simple, a seventh-order Tianqin master and a fifth-order grand qinist, that's really a world of difference.

"Come on, big fool, come on. “...... Yao'er's little hand tugged at the corner of her shirt tightly, secretly encouraging her.

The air in the courtyard was chaotic and restless, and Xia's long hair and clothes were blowing and fluttering. Facing wave after wave of offsets, Jiang Xia's spirit was tense and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Now his world is like a windy and waveless, boundless ocean, and he is on top of a small boat, rocking, and there is a danger of capsizing at any time.

"No, I must not give up, I must not give up, father, mother, you must wait for the child. Jiang Xia stiffened, and under all the pressure, his slender fingers frantically played on the Demon Spirit Ukulele.

"Boom!"

Something shocking happened, and Natsu's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and a majestic sonic force erupted from his body, and with it as the center, the soil on the ground was directly scraped off a thick layer.

The space was faintly shaken and uneasy, and the momentum of Jiang Xia was still growing, and in an instant, the sound of the piano he played faintly overshadowed the sound of the master in the house.

"Sixth-Order Grand Piano Master?"

Yao'er's red lips moved slightly, and she said a few words softly. A few people next to him were also frightened and froze in place. Looking at Jiang Xia's gaze, it was like looking at a monster. Sixth-order grand violinist, no one thought that he would break through at such a time.

Growing up in adversity, that's true. Several people were surprised and delighted, shocked, and more happy for Jiang Xia. A sixth-order grand violinist, coupled with the Demon Spirit Five-Stringed Piano, may be able to withstand the song of the person inside.

The smoother and smoother he played, the easier it became, and he knew that he had broken through. The sixth-order grand violinist is at the same level as the teacher who taught him the piano at the beginning. If you see him again, the teacher will be shocked.

"Is it the sixth order?" the voice in the room was quite surprised, and then said coldly, "It's the last little paragraph, I hope you can hold on." ”

"Hmm!" calmed Xia down, gathered his spirit together, and the joy of the breakthrough was temporarily suppressed in his heart.

Yao'er couldn't help but tighten Xia Xiaonan's hand, Xia Xiaodong and the faces of the four yin heroes became solemn, and at this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The sound of the piano in the room suddenly became soft, soft with sadness, sadness with sadness, but the offensive of the sound waves became stronger and stronger, accompanied by a cappella of delicate female voices.

Whether it was Xia or Yao'er, Xia Xiaonan and the others were taken aback. That's right, no longer a hoarse and deep voice, but a soft voice like a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old woman.

"Lonely and cold, handsome and lonely. ”

"The dream is back to the flower, and a song of tears becomes a book. ”

"The ice and snow are thin, and the rain and wet roads are clumsy. ”

"In this life, the concubine has no face to accompany the king, but I hope that the next life will accompany the pain and happiness. ”

"Fuqin breaks the liver and intestines, and the qin is broken. ”......

"Boom!" After the last sentence was sung, the mountain-like impact instantly broke through Jiang Xia's defenses, and the sound of the Demon Spirit Lyre came to an abrupt end.

"Poof!" Under the horrified eyes of several people, Xia spat out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down with the qin, and fell heavily to the ground.

Failed? Or failed? A sixth-order grand lyre master played the divine lyre and still couldn't resist a seventh-order celestial lyre master. The summer face was as dead as ashes, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his blood-stained lips muttered, "I lost, I lost......"

In fact, he should have thought that the gap between the Grand Piano Master and the Tianqin Master could not be made up by a single Divine Lyre at all, not to mention that the person in the room might also use a Divine Lyre.

The pain of Xia falling is not physical, nor is it mental. It's that his hope is gone. The hope of finding his parents was gone with his failure.

"Father, mother, the child is useless,,,"

"Will be summer. Xia Xiaonan rushed over and hugged Xia in his arms in frustration, "Don't be like this, there will be other ways." ”

"I'm useless, I'm really useless, I'm too arrogant, how could I be the opponent of the Lyra Master. ”

Xia's clear eyes were dull, and he muttered in his mouth. Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes didn't feel good in their hearts, and secretly blamed themselves for not being able to help at all.

Yao'er's eyebrows frowned, and her beautiful eyes kept staring at the closed door in the hut, looking thoughtful.

"If you fail, leave me immediately, and don't bother me again. The cold female voice was like a cold wind, it was hard to imagine that the hoarse and deep voice before was made by the same person, and now that I think about it, this should be the original voice.

"Heh," Jiang Xia laughed bitterly at himself, put away the demon spirit ukulele beside him, and slowly stood up with Xia Xiaonan's support, ready to leave.

However, just as Jiang Xia turned around, Yao'er suddenly ran to the two of them and shouted into the house, "Cold Frost, you must see us." ”

"What?" As soon as he said this, Xia's face changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly, looking at Yao'er with shock in his eyes. Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes were all frightened by Xia's reaction.

Cold Frost?What kind of person is this?How could Jiang Xia have such a big reaction?At the beginning, in the dry well in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, when absorbing the Gathering Spirit Wood, he only told Yao'er about Xia Sect's encounter with the remnant soul of Zheshu. So Xia Xiaonan and Xia Xiaodong didn't know.

But what puzzled Jiang Xia was why Yao'er knew that it was Zheshu's wife in the house, Cold Frost. The silence was so long. There was no talk in the room.

If it was really cold cream, then both Xia and Yao'er could feel her trembling. But through the door, no one knows what the situation is inside.

"You recognize the wrong person, leave me immediately, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. The woman's delicate voice was vaguely trembling, and her cold tone seemed to be evading.

Yao'er's eyebrows stretched out, as if confirmed, and a faint smile rose at the corner of her small mouth, "Lonely and cold, handsome and lonely." The dream is back to the place where the flowers are folded, and a song of tears becomes a book. The last two sentences are a "fold" and a "book", which is the name of your lover's philosophical book. ”

"Philosophical book?" Xia Xiaonan's pretty face changed, isn't this philosophical book the name of the city lord of Chaotic Corner City?

If this is a coincidence, then look at the next two sentences. Yao'er continued, "The meaning of this sentence is that the ice and snow are still wearing thin clothes, so it is "cold". The rain and wet road surface appear clumsy, and the word "rain" is added to the word "phase", then it is frost. Taken together, it is a cold cream. ”

Zheshu, cold frost, after Yao'er's explanation, everyone present suddenly woke up, and at the same time fell into a deep shock. What happened in Chaos City twenty years ago turned out to be a real thing, and Zheshu's wife was really a seventh-order Tianqin master.

Jiang Xia was surprised and delighted, and her mood fluctuated greatly. I really can't wait to hug Yao'er over and kiss the two of them immediately, this little girl is so smart. I was able to find the whereabouts of Cold Frost from the lyrics.

The entrustment of the philosophical book can be completed, and the most important point is that the cold frost is still related to the Aoyue lyre.