Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Towering mountains, steep cliffs, and vast wilderness.

As the sound of Xiao Yan's long flute continued to spread, bleak and desolate scenes rose from the ground, and everyone seemed to really appear on a large ancient battlefield at this moment.

"Grandmaster class!!"

"Grandmaster class!!"

Qin Jingyu's pupils dilated, and his hands in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably. The surprise Xiao Yan gave him was too great!

At the side, Prime Minister Zuo and Duke Wei stood up in shock.

In fact, it was Wei Guogong who was most excited here. He felt that there was a brilliant golden light emitting from Xiao Yan's back, constantly stimulating him.

Thinking of him, Xiao Yan, a 17-year-old third-rank genius who can be a dog licker without any scruples, then he is just a Wei Guogong, so why give up the qualifications to be a dog licker?

"No, this time is over, I will go back to the sky dome with Master Xiao, I will never give up on you, Xiaorou!!!"

As for the others, they have completely fallen into this illusion at this moment, and they still remember that they are only on the second floor of Fenghua Building.

"Music Law" contains another ten flute songs, and the lyrics and music are called "Guan Shanyue", ranking eighth.

Xiao Yan has closed his eyes now, because he is afraid that crocodile tears will flow when he opens them.

He now knows why this master class is so difficult to enter.

Because as long as you dare to use joy to transform form, then you have to bear all the emotions and wills of the corresponding "world".

If you are not careful, you may be backlashed to the ground.

The vastness of "Guan Shanyue" comes from the lovesickness of frontier soldiers, and from the thousands of bones buried deep underground.

Xiao Yan held on to his emotions, wanting to finish the last song.

But at this moment, he only felt a pain in his fingertips, and there was a crisp sound that only he could hear.

Xiao Yan froze his fingertips, and opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw a finger-long crack appearing behind the seven knots in my hand.

Xiao Yan: "!!!!!!"

"Damn it, I only played half a piece! Why... why did it break?"

Xiao Yan was originally a big-hearted person, but now that he saw a crack, the dreadful feeling of vastness and bleakness in his heart suddenly disappeared.

All that was left was terror.

And with the change of Xiao Yan's state of mind and the disappearance of the sound of the song, the illusion on the second floor was also shattered.

Chu Qianqian also opened her beautiful eyes instantly, but the moment she opened them, two drops of pearly tears slid out.

Chu Qianqian raised her hand to wipe away the tears brought by the song just now, but looked at Xiao Yan in a daze.

"Xiao Yan is actually the Grandmaster of Le Dao."

"It's so powerful, it's almost as good as I worship you as my teacher, and you are the only one who can say that."

"Thank you."

Of course, when she said these few words, her voice was so low that only she could hear it.

And Jiang Tianzhe also opened his eyes suddenly at this moment, and when he saw the scene on the second floor of Fenghua Building, his pupils immediately widened:

"How is this possible? How could he be happy? How could he be a grand master?!"

But when he looked at Xiao Yan, he was stunned again, because the pile of broken jade pieces at Xiao Yan's feet was very familiar.

"Damn!! My earth-level flute!!"

Jiang Tianzhe's eyes were red, and blood was dripping from the tip of his heart.He almost died in that secret realm in order to get the long flute, and he hasn't used it for long, so now he just disappeared like this? ! !

He hates it! !

But it's too late to say anything now.

"No, Xiao Yan must have done it on purpose. It's an earth-level treasure, how could it be broken just because of a song?!"

But before he yelled that sentence: Xiao Yan, you accompany me with Chang Xiao.

I heard Xiao Yan say such a sentence.

"Old...brother, seven knots, seven knots are broken."

Jiang Tianzhe: "!!!!!!"

In an instant, Jiang Tianzhe fell into a downtime.

And Qin Jingyu was also in the same downtime as him.

After a while, Qin Jingyu took a deep breath and stepped forward to take the seven knots, and then started watching.

Qin Jingyu touched the crack on the flute, and instantly showed a painful expression on his face.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips, even if he wanted to compensate Qin Jingyu, he would not be able to pay one, and he did not expect that this heavenly instrument would be so impatient.

"Brother."

After another long while, Qin Jingyu raised his head and put his hand on Xiao Yan's shoulder.

Bitterly said: "It's okay, I took the seven knots from the ten-thousand-year green dragon bamboo, and the cracks will heal after seven days."

"It's good if it can heal." Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he was stunned, and then furious, "Brother, it will heal in seven days, what are you pretending? You want to scare me to death!!"

Qin Jingyu laughed awkwardly and returned to his normal expression, but in the blink of an eye, he pretended to be wronged again and said, "I can't touch Qijie for seven days, I'm very sad, okay?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

However, just when Xiao Yan opened his mouth to say something, a sound of restraint breaking came from his body.

The four realms.

Xiao Yan was already at the peak of the third rank after spending one night with Su Xiaoyue, and now he has accumulated so many days, and tonight he will be having a sword question with Zhao Xingxing.

Now that he has experienced the thrill of almost owing a heavenly treasure, Xiao Yan's realm can't be suppressed at all.

The irritable crimson spiritual power instantly made Xiao Yan snort.

Qin Jingyu who was in front of him also instantly noticed the soaring spiritual power in Xiao Yan's body and the strange behavior of Xiao Yan's body.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

"Feel sorry."

After Xiao Yan apologized, he turned around and walked towards the rooftop.

But what he didn't know was that Li Yiyi's eyes lit up not far away, and the short knives in his sleeves couldn't stop making a slight buzzing sound.

Xiao Yan smiled wryly, and landed on the Fenghua Water again. The breeze was blowing on his face, but he could no longer suppress the violent spiritual force in his body, and what he called was a violent drink.

"Jiuli—"

Jiuli who was on the table in the hall flew out and landed in his hands.

The crimson spiritual flames covered his whole body in an instant, Xiao Yan stabbed out with a sword, and danced.

Ji Wanruo's sword dance - Duan Qi.

And with the completion of Xiao Yan's first form, the pink chaoge petals with a radius of one thousand meters rushed towards Xiao Yan as if ordered.

On the rooftop, Qin Jingyu, Chu Qianqian and others also followed, and what caught their eyes was Xiao Yan's beautiful sword dance.

On the third floor of Fenghua Building, Princess Yunshu blinked her eyes.

"Your sword dance is so beautiful, but it's too violent."

And just as her words fell, a belt of Chaoge flower petals passed by her side.

Princess Yunshu's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and with a flick of her pale yellow long sleeves, she stepped onto the flower belt and flew towards Xiao Yan.

On the surface of the water, Xiao Yan's eyes were reddish, and when he raised his head suddenly, he met Princess Yunshu who descended from the sky.

Bright eyes and white teeth, graceful figure, stepping on the sea of ​​flowers.

"Fairy." Xiao Yan was slightly stunned, and murmured these two words.

I saw the fairy bowed and stood in front of him.

"My lord, how about I teach you another sword dance? The sword dance is called Jinghong."