Indifference mixed with gentleness on the face showed a smile from the heart, the mint green light gauze shrouded the graceful body, the white belt was tied around the slender waist, the white-green paper fan was gently pinched by two slender fingers, and the streamer naturally fluttered like a fairy descending to earth...

"Sing a song to leave the dead~"

"Painting Fan Whispers and Thinks~"

"Fingertip Star Frost Dao Path Cold Mangshu Sword Reflecting the Sky~"

"Paint a paper Xiaoxiang~"

"The flowers are as delicate as makeup~"

"The rain falls and the strings sound, and the drunken shadow shines on the sky~~"

Accompanied by Lu Zixue and others, Yan He danced alone in a somewhat narrow pavilion, singing high-pitched opera with a slightly neutral voice without any pressure, and he was very relaxed and freehand from beginning to end.

Who would have thought that a person who usually seems almost "unkind" would show a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart at this time?

However, as soon as the song stopped, the precious smile was immediately taken back, as if the smile was extremely luxurious for Yan He.

Lu Zixue first put down the pipa in her hand, applauded and smiled: "Wow, Ah and you are amazing!

Su Zixing and Yun Xiangfeng then clapped their hands and smiled, constantly praising Yan He.

"Sure enough, songs like high-pitched opera are still the most suitable for Ah Hehe!"

"Ah He smiled again just now, the smile is so beautiful, every time I see you laughing, I am very excited, I really don't want you to take back your smile just now..."

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High in the air, Su Zichen and the three of them were hovering here, and when they heard Yan He's unfinished song, in order not to disturb them, they stopped here first, although they couldn't see the dance, but at least they could hear the sound.

Su Zichen smiled and said, "How about Senior Brother Ming, after listening to this song by the little mute, how do you feel in your heart?"

"What do you feel? Of course, don't kill her, chop off her limbs and imprison her to sing for Lao Tzu every day, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that singing can't kill her!"

But Mingxin had a look of appreciation on his face, nodded and said: "Ahem, well, it's good, at least I haven't heard such a good song, I think Jiuyang Sect will definitely hold a quyi competition to be the top of her list!"

Su Zichen laughed dryly and said, "Senior Brother Ming is indeed reasonable, but Jiuyang Sect is a sect of cultivation, so he doesn't have the time to hold any quyi competition, and even if it is held, no one will come to participate in this boring competition without a little color." ”

Mingxin asked, "Since this thing is useless, why should you learn it? It is better to seize the time to cultivate." ”

Su Zichen was surprised: "Of course it's interest, cultivation is a boring thing, and few people can sit down if they don't have an interest in making seasonings, especially low-level cultivators like us who are not very strong in state of mind." ”

Su Ziming asked, "Senior Brother Ming, aren't you interested?"

Ming thought about it, scratched his head again, and said, "It should... Yes..."

"What should there be, there is something, there is nothing!"

"That's... Finally... Yes or no?"

"You... Do you have any points in your own mind?"

Mingxin suddenly said, "Oh, that's there!"

"What is it?"

"Now I just want to kill Sanxiu, is this considered an interest?"

Su Zichen shook his head and smiled, and said, "I don't think you have it, and I don't know how you can sit still." ”

Mingxin shrugged his shoulders and fell: "The mood is strong, we are not the same~ different ~ different ~"

Su Zichen laughed, pointed to the pavilion below and said: "Let's go, let's go and be an audience for them, since you think it's good, then you can try to like listening to music, believe me, after having your own interests, it's definitely more interesting than blindly cultivating!"

Mingxin shrugged helplessly, followed the two of them and flew down, and said secretly in his heart:

Didn't I say it? Killing people is my hobby, and I have to kill people when I cultivate, and my interest and cultivation just happen to overlap so that you think I have no hobby!

After the three of them came down, they didn't enter the somewhat narrow pavilion, first Su Zichen and Yun Xiangfeng and the others greeted each other and explained their intentions, and Yun Xiangfeng and the others naturally agreed generously.

Then Su Ziming greeted Lu Zixue, but people ignored him at all.

And Mingxin is very powerful, holding his head up with his hands on his back, but his eyes are sleepy, but this does not affect his gaze with Yan He's eyes at all!

"Little mute, obviously not dumb, but you want to pretend to be dumb, you are really fucking, Lao Tzu is the most ruthless person in his life!

Regarding Mingxin's provocative words, Yan He was indifferent and did not reply a word.

"Pretending to be dumb again? Why are you going to go when you look so good? Which man do you want to seduce? Just look at your face, you know that you are black, and you will definitely not die well in this life!"

Regarding the words of Mingxin's curse, Yan He was still indifferent and did not reply a word.

"Don't you have a good voice? Lao Tzu told you, now Lao Tzu doesn't want your life, Lao Tzu wants to chop you into a stick, let you howl every day, until the sound is broken!"

The thunder couldn't move, and he didn't reply a word.

"Good !! daring! Damn, you've managed to get my attention! If my Wild Boar Peggy doesn't kill you, you'll be able to bear it!"

"Wild... Wild boar?Peggy?" Yan He finally replied!

"Na Na Na

"You, what do you mean by me?" Anyway, he had already spoken, and Yan He was fortunate to ask the question in his heart.

"Stupid, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, let's figure it out for myself!"

"Tell me~" Yan He's voice suddenly made Mingxin feel a wave of confusion and dizziness in his mind, and his eyes were dark, and he was about to fall asleep.

Mingxin hurriedly removed this part of the divine consciousness that controlled the body and replaced it with the divine consciousness of another blood-devouring child, and suddenly came back to his senses, and the magic technique used in the face of Yun Xiangfeng was also this trick.

After sobering up, Mingxin looked at Yan He's gaze again, but he didn't care about it like Fang Cai, but his eyes widened with a look of surprise, but he was afraid for a while!

It's just that in an instant, his soul doesn't say death, but it is completely lost, and he is directly reduced to a puppet controlled by others!

Mingxin looked at Yan He in horror, Yan He also looked at him with a little surprise, Mingxin had only one thought in his heart at the moment, which set off a storm in his heart!

This Yan He is probably the second Jindan monk of the Jiuyang Sect!

Otherwise, unless there was a late-stage foundation building cultivator who specialized in cultivating divine consciousness, no one would be able to lose his divine soul in an instant, even if Mingxin was not defenseless at all.

Is this Yan He a monk who specializes in cultivating divine souls?

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