The city of Monkey King

‘Hey, a group of guys who don’t know the goods, today’s family will win these three treasures! ’

‘So, who is the tenth singer in the world? ! ’

‘...’

While singing the piano, Song Yu even closed his eyes, but he was also able to perceive the amazements and bonfires of the people around him.

‘When the family took these three treasures, they went back to the main square of the fairyland and let the group of people take a good look. ’

‘This song...because it’s wonderful, but for the family, it’s too simple...’

‘...’

however…

Just when Song Yu’s breeze was on the rise, it was about to reach the height of this half of the piano. Suddenly... the whole person slammed, he felt a crisis of life and death in the heart, hands and fingers subconscious Stopped playing.

One pair of eyes was even more fiercely opened, and the guqin in front of him could not help but initiate a shackle.

Looking at my hand on this guqin, I suddenly found out... it was shaking.

‘Why, why...? ’

Song Yu couldn't figure it out. The feeling came from just now, but between the subconscious, he felt a sense of sudden death.

Even his hand could not help but tremble.

Ten fingers and one end, the sound of the piano will stop.

Many of the monks suddenly talked about it, because before...the old man of Puan also stopped at the most crucial moment when the piano played.

"Stopped?!"

"How did this Song Yu stop?!"

"I'm not right..."

"Song Yu is proficient in the piano, his soul is the piano, it is impossible to stop at the most high moment!"

"What happened?!"

"..."

This time...

Many monks have seen the stupidity. If the old Pu'an old man can be a piano skill, everyone can still believe it, but this Song Yu...

It is impossible to be the reason why the piano is not superb!

Let it stop playing, there must be other reasons!

The helper above the first seat, when seeing this scene, the doubts in the eyes of the speculation, the time is all, in his view, as long as you stop once... there is no hope.

Continue to close your eyes and adjust your interest, no longer pay attention to whether this Song Yu can continue to play.

"Impossible! Never!"

Song Yu had an unwillingness in his eyes. He did not give up like the old man of Pu'an. Instead, he put his hand on the string again. According to the previous rhythm, the finger... was slightly dialed.

boom!

The heart of the sea is like a burst, Song Yu’s eyes are fierce, and the sound of ‘wow’ is directly sprayed out of the blood. The huge guqin phantom behind him is even more fierce, as if the next moment will dissipate.

"what happened?!"

"How can you vomit blood when playing a piano?!"

"I was seriously injured..."

"I didn't notice any spiritual fluctuations, why is this Song Yu..."

"........."

The monks saw Song Yu vomiting blood, and all were shocked. They even stood up from their respective seats, and there was a horror in their eyes.

They just saw that Song Yu had moved the strings, and then it became this appearance, and the breath was wilting!

"me…"

Song Yu licked his chest and gasped with a big mouth. Although the goods were temperamental, the apparent strength of the unyielding losers was not lost.

Even if it is a serious injury, there is still no choice to give up at this time. One pair of eyes is red and fierce, and this guqin is in front of you.

"I do not believe!"

Song Yu shouted loudly, and a rare masculine scent from him.

With this loud noise, his whole body, those notes began to flow rapidly in the void, and the illusory guqin behind him was the plucking of the strings.

There is a very wonderful atmosphere in his body.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yu regained his body shape, his hands raised very solemnly, placed on the strings of the ancient piano, and when he touched the strings, Song Yu’s fingers could not help but tremble.

But this Song Yu hard life is to endure, life and death do not retreat.

"The powerful, the smoke is gone."

Yunxiao looked at this scene with a shallow smile on his mouth and said.

One sentence is finished, then the second sentence.

"Invisible sound, you can't renew its grace."

The words of Qin Feng said that the brows were slightly wrinkled.

It is necessary to know that the nearby Yutai has already become empty because of the arrival of Qin Feng. Except for the old man with green beard, only Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren, plus a pig.

Yunxiao said this, understand that everyone knows that he is specifically speaking to Qin Feng.

"The words of Yunxiong are very difficult to understand."

Qin Feng is just a perfunctory back.

at the same time.

In the center of the square, Song Yu, who was re-sitting, sweated down from his face like a bean. Song Yu’s eyes were holding the guqin, and the hands on the strings were not put down. Strings.

The entire monk, all focused on Song Yu's body, are waiting for Song Yu... to move the strings!

"I do not believe…"

"I do not believe…"

"I do not believe!"

Song Yu’s heart screamed, and when he was in his eyes, he passed the decisive color. At this moment... did not continue to hesitate, the ten fingers moved the strings!

‘铮~’

The sound of the piano is wonderful.

but…

Just one second.

After only one second, the outgoing piano sounded abruptly.

Song Yu, who was sitting in front of the Guqin, was even more fierce and smashed, and the guqin in front of him was blind and unbelievable.

The unbelievable color only lasted for a second, and the look was dimmed. It was the dissipating of life.

The huge illusory guqin behind him collapsed at this moment and instantly! The notes that flow around the body are also broken one after another.

Look at Song Yu, who was sitting in front of this guqin, and there was a strong silence on his body.

The blood, flowing slowly from the seven sacs of Song Yu, looks shocking.

boom.

The whole person planted forward, and the upper body was directly planted on the strings, causing a vocal sound of ‘铮~’.

The whole audience... dead.

Everyone is watching this scene, watching this weird scene, all are embarrassing.

The people present at the scene, all of them are masters of exquisite people, most of them are stepping into the realm of quasi-holy, even if it is repaired to no matter how low, in the end of this 'product' shape, it is also the top of Jinxian The peak of the situation.

They can clearly perceive the soul of Song Yu...

At the moment just now, it was the moment when Song Yu’s fingers plucked the strings, and there was no sign of shattering!

Playing the piano... can you kill someone? !

A monk who is a good man of the sacred sacred, is this dead? ! Seven bloodshed and died! The death is shocking and full of doubts!

Everyone looked at the center of the center, the guqin of the three-party treasures, all the trepidation, no longer as easy as before.

These people finally understand...

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