Chapter 1,700

"What's this?"

“Is this a musical instrument?”

When everyone saw the Xi Qin and Qin Bow in Lin Yun's hand, they were stunned and had never seen such a strange instrument.

Everyone was surprised, even Yan Tianchen was surprised and frowned and said, "Is this Xi Qin?"

"Has Xi Qin been lost for a long time... no one knows the music score and the performance method." Luo Shuyi said in surprise, and Lin Wan on the side was also surprised.

Even Yue Weiwei was quite confused at this moment.

"Xi Qin? Hahaha, Lin Xiao, you really have it!"

Mei Zi smiled and shook her head. He had been looking forward to what trump card Lin Yun could come up with, but when he saw that it was Xi Qin, he laughed in silence.

This object has been lost for a long time, not just now.

It was lost in ancient times. No one knew how to play it, and there was no way to talk about the score. Even if you don’t know the playing, and no one knows what sound it is, how can you make the score?

"Qinglian Holy Snow!"

Mei Zihua looked arrogant and chuckled, and the sound of the piano changed.

It was clearly the Vermillion Bird that was flying across the sky, and the fire clouds burned the sky, but it started to snow. Green lotus flowers rose above the lake. He cleared the scene while playing the piano. His voice was beautiful and beautiful, with a very ancient charm.

Lin Yun was about to pull Xi Qin, and a green lotus rose under his feet, and a scorching aura exploded instantly.

Swish!

The strings that were about to be pulled up were forced to give up and lit up their toes on the water.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The body kept flashing, avoiding the blooming green lotus.

Soon, Lin Yun became even more embarrassed, and Mei Zihua's smile became stronger. The nine maids behind him played music at the same time, making the song "The Snow Song of the Green Lotus" more concise.

Obviously, these people often play together in a harmonious manner and have a harmonious rhythm.

Coupled with the singing of plum paintings, the falling snowflakes are as lively as if they have life.

So cold!

Lin Yun shivered and found that his body was already covered with frost at some point.

Stiff limbs and inconvenient hands and feet.

It became very difficult to exert force. Bang, another green lotus bloomed. Lin Yun did not rush to dodge and was directly blown out.

"Lin Xiao, it seems that you have no blessing to take these nine beauties. If you don't have such a talent, don't be a hero and give up the Three Life Fruit."

Mei Zihua smiled happily.

He was arrogant and arrogant, but he could see that he was not so arrogant when facing Lin Yun.

I am still arrogant now, but I am mostly ridiculous.

“That’s the end!”

Mei Zihua smiled faintly, Mei Xue's divine finger activated, and more than a thousand green lotus covered with the lake released a faint light.

The Vermilion Bird circling in the sky spit out a mouthful of dazzling divine flame under the sound of the piano.

boom!

In an instant, more than a thousand green lotus on the lake were ignited at the same time. The green lotus bloomed on the lake, and the firelight reflected the holy snow all over the sky. The strange phenomenon was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, feeling their scalp numb and terrifying.

The music of plum painting is so perfect!

It is simply unimaginable that his artistic conception can reach the pinnacle.

Before, everyone thought he was a little scoundrel. He had already lost, and he had to join forces with the nine maids to suppress Lin Yun.

But now I have to say that this man is really a music genius, and I am afraid he will understand the voice of the Emperor sooner or later.

With such an image, I can't think of any way to defeat it.

On the boat, the Lord of Langya Palace was stunned when he saw this strange phenomenon. The elders were all stunned. Did this really pop up by a young man?

Their mental power and cultivation are stronger than that of plum paintings. The ancient song Qinglian Shengxue can even be played, and the visions played may be stronger than that of plum paintings.

But I can't even think about the image so perfect, and the gap in music attainments is too big.

"The Nine-Curve Spiritual Lamp is drunk, and the holy snow in the sky goes to Wuji."

A sigh sounded beside Yue Weiwei and others. The others quickly looked back and saw Mu Xueling appear quietly at some point.

Several people hurriedly said, "Saint Elder, can this song be broken?"

Mu Xueling shook her head and didn't say anything. The few people looked sad. Yue Weiwei's face showed a look of sorrow. Brother Yun's Sansheng Fruit was not yet warmed up.

When he was playing the piano last night, Yue Weiwei saw it, and Lin Yun was extremely satisfied when he saw Sansheng Fruit.

That was a rare happiness he had, and he attached great importance to Brother Sansheng Guoyun.

Luo Shuyi couldn't help but say: "This plum painting is so despicable!"

On the Shuangyue Lake, Lin Yun was struggling and fell into this perfect vision. In the eyes of others, he seemed out of place and was rejected by the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

Clumsy movements and stiff hands and feet.

Snowflakes fell on him one by one, and every time he fell, his movements became much slower.

Sooner or later, you will be unable to move!

"Ha, this guy is as arrogant as today, and when he meets plum paintings, he is like a clown." Some people are sad and some are happy.

The red taro beside Qin Hao said happily with a sarcastic look on his face.

"The barbarians just need to deal with it. I think that if they get the top of Langya, they can compete with the people of the Kagura family. This is a bit naive."

Qin Hao took over the conversation and sneered coldly.

The two of them did not deliberately lower their voices and easily spread them. After Luo Shuyi and others heard it, their faces looked ugly.

This actually represents the thoughts of many people. Lin Yun was too arrogant before, and he suppressed the demons in the holy land so much that he could not lift his head.

In the final battle, he won the top spot.

Many leaders of the holy land lost to Lin Yun, and they were quite dissatisfied.

If they had to choose, they would definitely lose to Meizi, at least the other party was the prince of the Kagura family.

It’s not embarrassing to lose!

But if you lose to Lin Yun, you will lose too much face.

Now that Lin Yun was frustrated, the thoughts of these people became subtle. After Qin Hao and Hua Hongta took the lead, a low voice spread immediately.

"It's really ridiculous. I thought there was some trick. After a long time, I took out a Xi Qin. That's it?"

Qin Hao said contemptuously, which immediately caused a tacit laughter.

"Qin Hao, shut up!"

Yan Tianchen shouted coldly.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Haha, am I wrong? No one really thinks that this barbarian can play Xi Qin, no, right? If he is really capable, just play one for me, Qin, and I...

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Yan Tianchen said angrily: "Don't go too far!"

"Is this a hurry? That's the amount of energy?"

Qin Hao sneered.

Yan Tianchen was extremely uncomfortable being criticized, his face changed, and Lin Yun was trapped. He was anxious, and when he heard these annoying words, he was extremely frustrated at the moment.

Puchi!

Yan Tianchen, who was injured, was angry and vomited blood.

Seeing this, Qin Hao's face changed slightly and he felt a little guilty.

Hua Hongta was reluctant to give in and said sinisterly: "Don't be anxious, Lin Yun will only be hurt more than you later!"

"It seems that the wound on your face has healed too quickly." Yue Weiwei said coldly.

This time she encountered the scar of Hua Hongta. She was slapped twice in public by Lin Yun that day, which was the biggest humiliation she suffered since her birth.

Hua Hongyu's face turned dark and his eyes were filled with resentment: "Don't be proud, you will cry later! This barbarian can't even admit defeat now, and he will be frozen to death sooner or later!"

On the Shuangyue Lake, Lin Yun held Xi Qin in one hand and the other with the bow in the piano.

The zither bow was placed on the Xi Qin, but the person had long been covered with wind and snow, unable to move like a sculpture.

The heavy snow kept falling, containing the sacred power.

The layers of covering Lin Yun were like mountains pressing over him. His situation was indeed extremely dangerous at this moment.

Brother Yun…

Yue Weiwei didn't care about fighting with Hua Hongta, her eyes fell on Lin Yun, and her eyes were filled with heartache.

Her beautiful eyes were melancholy, she bit her red lips lightly, and her right fist was clenched unknowingly.

squeak!

Just when everyone felt that Lin Yun would definitely lose, a harsh sound rang out on Shuangyue Lake. The sound was extremely unpleasant, like an old broken wooden door creaking.

Among the many wonderful piano sounds, this strange sound is extremely harsh.
To be continued...