Dragon Ball System

What Song Yan didn't expect was that Murong Shuixiu came again and chatted with him for an hour before leaving.

"Is this a beauty trap?" Once again sending Murong Shuixiu away, Song Yan secretly shook his head.

At noon, the inner gate canteen.

Compared with the outer canteen, the meals in the inner canteen are richer and more nutritious.

"You are Huang Liang"

There was one more person at the dinner table. Song Yan looked up and found a slightly thin, dark-skinned young man looking at him with hostile eyes.

"Who are you"

If the other party is not kind, Song Yan will naturally not be polite to him.

The other party's face turned cold and he said threateningly: "I'll give you a piece of advice. It's best to stay away from Junior Sister Murong. She is not someone you can mess with."

"idiot."

Song Yan was speechless for a while, too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, and focused on finishing the monster meat on the plate.

"What did you say?" The other person's eyes suddenly widened, as if he couldn't believe that Song Yan dared to scold him.

"Idiot, don't stand here and affect my appetite. It's best to get as far away as you can." Song Yan cursed again. He never had a good impression of such pretentious people.

"How dare you scold me"

Song Yan curled his lips and said, "How strange. Could it be that what I just scolded was a dog, or is it because you have a problem with your IQ and can't understand human speech?"

"You are looking for death." Murderous intent flashed in Gao Cang's eyes.

"Do it. If you have the guts, do it here. If you don't do it, you will be my grandson." Song Yan looked at the other party playfully.

It is clearly recorded in the book of commandments: Disciples are not allowed to use force in public places. Once force is used, they will be punished by the sect.

"Okay, Huang Liang, you're fine." Gao Cang almost bit his teeth before he restrained himself from attacking Song Yan.

Gao Cang waved his hands and left, but it caused a lot of discussion in the cafeteria.

Some people say that Song Yan was too arrogant and dared to confront the established inner disciples as soon as he entered the inner sect.

Some people also say that he does not know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Someone else said that he would definitely be in bad luck.

After lunch, Song Yan walked leisurely to his courtyard, but an inner disciple sent a letter of challenge.

The challenger was Gao Cang, the black-faced boy who threatened him in the cafeteria.

Song Yan just glanced at it, then casually crumpled the challenge into a ball and threw it into a nearby trash can.

Although Gao Cang possesses the cultivation of the eighth level of Qi Refining, he really can't inspire him to fight. What's more, there will be an inner sect competition in the future, so he has no intention of paying attention to this idiot.

"Junior Brother Huang, what do you mean?" The inner disciple who sent the letter couldn't help but feel extremely angry when he saw this scene.

"Can't you see that I'm not interested in this kind of challenge?" Song Yan said with disapproval.

"You are afraid." The disciple seemed to have thought of something and said scornfully: "You are afraid of losing to Senior Brother Gao, so you dare not accept the challenge, right?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Song Yan said speechlessly.

"You are a coward, you don't even have the courage to be challenged."

"none of your business"

Song Yan said angrily and strode away, too lazy to pay attention to this equally second-level inner disciple.

But just in the evening, Song Yan's name spread among the inner disciples, not as a prestigious name, but as a cowardly one.

Under the deliberate propaganda of some people, his behavior of not daring to fight has become synonymous with being as cowardly as a mouse.

When Song Yan went to the cafeteria to have dinner, he noticed that there were many people around him who were pointing at him.

Song Yan, who heard all these words, was not angry. Instead, he felt that these inner disciples were probably so idle that they were so interested in this gossip.

Suddenly, Song Yan had the urge to come up with several entertainment projects.

To be honest, the entertainment items in this world are simply lacking. There is no chess, no Go, no poker, no singing, and no dancing.

The biggest entertainment project is martial arts training.

Once you have an idea, you have to put it into action, so after a quick dinner, Song Yan returned to his yard and told Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu to prepare something.

Two hours later, Song Yan made a pair of cards, a pair of chess, a pair of Go, a guitar, and a guqin.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Wu went to open the door and welcomed Murong Shuixiu in.

"Junior Brother Huang, I heard about you and Gao Cang. I'm sorry, it was me who brought you trouble." Murong Shuixiu said apologetically, but there was a bit of pride deep in her eyes.

Song Yan waved his hand disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter, I don't take this matter to heart."

"But"

Song Yan raised his hand to interrupt Murong Shuixiu's words, then walked to sit in front of the guqin and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Murong, you are here just in time. I just made a guqin, and I will play a song for you."

"What is the guqin?" Murong Shuixiu asked with some confusion.

"an instrument"

"Is there an instrument like the guqin in this world?" Murong Shuixiu became even more confused. The only musical instruments she knew were war drums and chimes.

"It didn't happen before, but now it does." Song Yan had read a lot of books in the Sutra Pavilion, so he naturally knew that there was a shortage of musical instruments in the world. He chuckled and plucked the strings with his fingers.

Although Song Yan had never acquired the skill of Guqin, he had learned it in Da Qin.

As Song Yan flicked his fingers quickly, a series of beautiful piano sounds floated out. As soon as he heard this music, Murong Shuixiu was stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Song Yan opened his mouth and sang:

The sea laughs

The tide surges across the Taiwan Strait

As soon as Song Yan opened her mouth, Murong Shuixiu felt a heroic aura rushing towards her face, which made her heart tremble. At the same time, it felt like an electric current was flowing through her whole body, causing layers of goosebumps. She thought to herself, Oh my god, this is How can there be such beautiful singing in the world?

Ups and downs with the waves only remember the present

God laughs

world tide

God knows who will lose and who will win.

Finally, Song Yan ended with a burst of "la la la" and looked up to see that Murong Shuixiu was still immersed in the singing just now.

After a while, Murong Shuixiu excitedly walked to Song Yan, grabbed his hand and said, "Junior brother Huang, can you play and sing again? I still want to hear it."

"Don't dare refuse when a beauty asks for it"

Song Yan smiled frivolously, and then plucked the strings again.

But what Song Yan didn't expect was that Murong Shuixiu actually begged him to play it six times before giving up.

Murong Shui's autumn-like eyes glowed faintly: "Junior brother Huang, you are simply a genius. You can actually create such a beautiful singing voice. No, the sound of this guqin is also very beautiful."

Song Yan was quite proud: "Really? Then I will play another song for Senior Sister Murong, House of Flying Daggers."

Hearing this, Murong Shuixiu's eyes brightened: "Okay, play quickly."

Different from the heroism of the laughter in the sea, this song "House of Flying Daggers" is full of chilling. It was originally played by Pipa, but when Song Yan played it on Guqin, it has a different flavor, more grand and urgent, It seemed that the whole world was shrouded in murderous intent.

Upon hearing this sound, Murong Shuixiu felt her breath tighten, but then she closed her eyes and listened carefully, with a look of intoxication on her face.

At this moment, an inner disciple passed by Song Yan's courtyard and heard the sound of the piano coming from the courtyard, and subconsciously stopped.

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