The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Ye Wushen successfully knocked a "huge sum" of money from these dao lords, and ended up contented.

now--

On the arena, the competition is ending.

Ye Wuchen stood up, moved his feet, and his figure was like the wind, flying forward lightly, and then landed on the ring.

When he landed, the young man who had just won a victory in the ring looked up at him, then frowned and said, "I don't bully children."

Ye Wuchen, who was defined as a child, suddenly became unhappy. He pursed his lips, looked at him, put on a dazed look, and said, "Child? Who? Where?"

A triple question fully expressed his anger.

Hearing this, the young man frowned even more when he saw him pretending to be stupid, and said in a cold tone, "You admit defeat."

After Ye Wu listened deeply, she looked at him immediately, raised her lips, smiled, and said, "Admit defeat?"

"how is this possible!"

With a full face, he said with incomparable confidence, "It's a joke, I am destined to win, how could I admit defeat."

"It's you who should admit defeat!" Ye Wuchen said.

Hearing the words, the young man's expression became even more displeased, and he stared at the young man in front of him unkindly, thinking, he really doesn't know what's good and what's wrong!

In his opinion, the young man in front of him is only a foundation builder, so he is no match for him.Coming up is just asking for humiliation.

For the sake of his youth, he decided to let him go and let him admit defeat.But is this kid really ignorant and fearless, young and frivolous, to say such nonsense?

"Don't cry for a while." The young man looked at him and said coldly.

Ye Wu thought to himself, it's not certain who will be crying at that time!

But he didn't say this, because he felt that, as a human being, there is still room for it.As the winner, it's better to be magnanimous and save some face for the loser, in case the other party gets overwhelmed and commits suicide, that would be bad.

It's rare to be so kind, Ye Wuchen didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, he just showed his piano, opened his hands in the void, and immediately——

A piece of ancient piano with mottled cracks appeared in front of him.

"Who would cry!" Ye Wuchen raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "You have the ability to make me cry, you are amazing!"

When the young man heard his blunt words, he frowned immediately.

Then he said, "I don't want to bully the small with the big, I will let you do three tricks."

"You go first."

After that, he took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground.

Put your hands on your sides, making an appearance of non-resistance.

Ye Wu Shen heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking, you said this yourself!

He took a deep look at the young man in front of him, and said, "This will be the decision you regret the most today."

After finishing speaking, his hands touched the Fuxiqin in front of him.

-

In front of him, Mrs. Tianyin, who was sitting on a high platform in the distance, suddenly opened her eyes.

A pair of eyes focused on Ye Wuchen on the ring.

This is a very good opportunity to test this kid, Mrs. Tianyin said in her heart, she is still very curious about this young man who was accepted by Quqin as a disciple and is extremely optimistic.

Is it good talent and beautiful jade, or dead wood and stubborn stone?

This "out of the ordinary", it seemed that there was no suspense about the outcome, and the huge gap between the two sides immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone's attention fell on Ye Wuchen, with curious and astonished expressions in his eyes.

"It's him! How did he go up there?"

"Young people are bold!"

"Damn it! Last time I lost the bet, this time... this time... Hey, is there anyone here to start a bet??"

"..."

"..."

It's a pity that there is no gamble on such a serious occasion for the Emperor of Qin.

Therefore, last time Fengming Pavilion lost, those who want to get back this time can only be disappointed.

↑However, in a sense, it is also fortunate.At least I escaped once, so I don't need to lose twice.

-

After a few words, no one liked Ye Wuchen.

It is also natural to think that he is bound to lose.

Take a look at the strength comparison between the two sides in the arena.

A Jindan real person who has practiced for a hundred years, and a rookie who is only 19 years old in foundation building.

No matter how you look at it, the former wins!

Does this still need to be compared?

"However, I always feel that... this kid is very evil!" A weak voice rang out, saying that he had a different opinion from everyone else, "Didn't he just do it last time in Fengming Pavilion? Don't tell me you guys forgot..."

All the young heroes present, the sons of aristocratic families, roared in their hearts, how could they forget!

After all, the last time he was slapped in the face so badly, his face was swollen!

The memory is still fresh, you can't forget it even if you want to!

"It's different this time." Someone covered half of his face, and said in a sad and indignant tone: "The assessment of Fengming Pavilion does not focus on combat power, but more on the comprehension of Qin Dao and music theory. , is not impossible."

"However, this time the arena is a real battle with the piano!" The man said, "This young man, no matter how talented and understanding he is, but he suffers from being too young and too shallow."

"He can't win!"

The man spoke decisively and decisively, staring at Ye Wuchen on the ring in front of him, and said in a harsh tone: "If he wins, I will swallow this sword!"

"...you are too ruthless!"

"Too cruel!"

"ruthless!"

"..."

"..."

And at this moment-

on the ring.

Ye Wuchen, who was only thinking about victory, didn't know that someone had already predicted that he would lose.

I don't know, after he knows, will he feel sympathy, and then admit defeat (no).

Now, what Ye Wu was thinking about was how to end this battle within three moves.

Didn't you tell me to do three tricks?

Ye Wuchen raised his head and looked at the defenseless young man in front of him with contempt.

He thought to himself, this look full of flaws does not take him seriously at all!

This can't be done!

If so, you will lose!

If everyone is like him, what's the point?

He must be woken up!

Let him, let everyone present, realize how terrible I am!

Ye Wu made up his mind and made up his mind, so his face became serious, his brows were cold, and his face was expressionless.

Once he got serious, it was quite scary.

The momentum on his body instantly transformed into murderous awe.

Fighting will rise.

It was completely different from him just now, that handsome young man with a delicate and elegant appearance, thin and thin.

The young man sitting on the ground in front of him, seeing him like this, seemed to have changed instantly, with a surprised look on his face.

His expression also began to change, and his eyes became more serious than before.

But that's about it.

Mere changes in momentum and expression were not enough to change the young man's view of Ye Wuchen.

With Ye Wuchen and him, to be precise, in terms of cultivation level with everyone present, there was such a big gap.

As Ye Wuchen said, no one will take him seriously if he doesn't wake them up severely!

This is the arrogance of the strong.

It is a human habit to despise those who are weaker than oneself.

-

Ye Wu's eyes fell on Fuxi who was floating in front of him out of thin air, and he gently stroked the strings on both sides with his hands, and then circulated his spiritual power all over his body, and the spiritual power in his dantian flowed rapidly.

He gathered all the spiritual power on his fingertips, and then flicked his fingertips——

"Zheng——!!!"

sound.

A short piano sound suddenly sounded.

Following the sound of the zither, a strong wave of sound, centered on Ye Wuchen, spread its attack towards the surrounding area in front of it!

"puff--"

All the people present suddenly burst into blood.

"What a terrible piano sound!"

Everyone under the arena felt the surging blood in their bodies, and they were shocked in their hearts!

Then, he raised his head and stared at Ye Wuchen on the ring in front of him.

This time, they looked at him differently.

Contrary to the disapproval and contempt for the weak just now, the serious, apprehensive, frightened and even fearful gaze.

It's terrible!

Terrible music, even more terrifying people!

Such a young man, with such a weak cultivation base, is able to produce such a terrifying piano sound, given time...

Everyone couldn't help feeling jealous and fearful. If it was said that Ye Wushen was underestimated and despised by them because of his youth and weak cultivation.So now, after hearing the sound of the zither, his youth and weakness have become the scariest thing about him.

"No wonder you can enter the fortieth floor of Fengming Pavilion! Such a terrifying piano sound, a frightening talent!"

Under the arena, someone murmured.

now--

No one dared to underestimate Ye Wuchen.

As for Mrs. Tianyin on the high platform, she stared coldly at the young man playing the piano on the ring with gloomy eyes.

There was deep-seated hatred in his eyes.

Again!

Another young talent.

Looking at him, Madam Tianyin couldn't help but think of that man, her former fiancé, the man named Bai Le Qin Zun.

At a young age, he has already become the supreme god in the Qin Dao.

It was the bright moon in the sky that she had never been able to reach.

Look at this, young and powerful genius...

People can't help but have the urge to destroy!

Mrs. Tianyin, the murderous intent in her eyes is getting stronger, she once complained, hated, and cried.Why isn't she the genius praised by thousands of people, why is her talent so unbearable, far inferior to others.Later, she wiped away her tears and stopped crying.

She finally learned, understood, that crying is useless.

Tears are just the venting of the impotent of the weak.

If you want to get what you want, you just need to risk everything and do whatever it takes!

"Sure enough..." Mrs. Tianyin stared at the radiant young man on the ring in front of her, and murmured, "His apprentice is just like him..."

"That kind of light... will only make people want to destroy, if you can't get it... then destroy him!"

-

And at this moment, on the ring.

After eating Ye Wushen's note, the young man who received the sound of the piano firmly, his mouth was full of the sweet smell of blood.

Finally realized his underestimation of the enemy.

This boy was not as harmless as he appeared on the outside.

He is scary!

His piano sound is enough to make everyone's scalp tingle.

After receiving this blow, the young man instinctively touched the strings in front of him with both hands, wanting to defend and counterattack.

but--

Before his hands flicked, he suddenly realized what he had said earlier...

"I'll give you three tricks."

This is what he said to the boy in front of him.

"……"youth.

Now, at this moment, he really had the urge to travel back and slap himself hard.

Let your mouth be cheap, make you arrogant!

Let you underestimate the enemy!

Look, ask for trouble!

What I said, I have to admit it even when I cry.

The promise made, a real man, even if he dies, he must fulfill it!

The young man's face twitched violently twice. Although he really wanted to travel back and kill the arrogant self who spoke harshly, his hands playing the piano stopped and did not move again.

Ye Wuchen in front of him naturally noticed his movements.

Seeing his actions like this, the corners of Ye Wuchen's lips curled up slightly on his originally cold and expressionless face.

This made his originally murderous expression soften a lot.

A little less cruel, a little more youthful.

However, this childishness that belongs only to teenagers quickly disappeared when Ye Wushen raised his head, smiled viciously at the young man in front of him, and said, "I will deal with you within three moves!" net.

"……"youth.

When he heard Ye Wushen's three moves to solve you, his face froze for a moment, it's impossible...

"impossible!"

The audience under the arena suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Impossible!"

"How could it be possible!"

"Too arrogant!"

"..."

"..."

The group of young Qin Dao heroes below looked excited, even more excited than the young people who were fighting Ye Wuchen in the arena.

"That kid, you're too arrogant!"

"Even if it's him, it won't work! I can't stand it anymore."

"defeat him!"

"..."

"..."

No wonder they reacted so violently.

Ye Wuchen defeated him within three moves, which was really irritating.

It's just insulting!

A rookie in foundation building dared to challenge senior Jindan, and even said three tricks to defeat senior!

All the young Qin Dao real people present felt that they were insulted.

Be underestimated.

That kid must be taught a lesson!

Teach him to be a man and respect his predecessors!

The dignity of Daoist Jindan cannot be insulted!

Block the dignity of the predecessors!

-

Apparently—

On the arena, the young people caught in the battle also realized this.

After Ye Wuchen said that sentence, a sentence flashed in his mind, "I can't lose!"At least, you can't lose within three moves.

At least three hundred moves...

The young people who have this idea are already timid, and they are different from the melon-eating audience below.

The young man in the midst of the battle didn't realize how terrifying Ye Wuchen was until he faced Ye Wuchen's attack.

This young man...

His aura is powerful and firmly suppressing him.

suppressed...

The young man thought, maybe he will really lose...

He is not born to be a warlike person, and there is no such thing as a strong young man who will not give up. He has already begun to think, at least not to lose so ugly...

The fighting spirit instantly fell to the bottom.

And Ye Wuchen, who was fighting against him, naturally also noticed his change, couldn't hold back, and complained to Fuxi in the sea of ​​consciousness, "I just said that these piano repairers are not good!"

"Give up so soon, and you haven't started fighting yet? It's too bad! It's too weak." Ye Wuchen was speechless.

"...He hasn't conceded defeat yet." Faced with Ye Wuchen who was so righteously indignant, Fuxi had no choice but to say so.

Ye Wu sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, rolled his eyes at Fuxi, and said, "What's the difference between him doing this and admitting defeat? He has already lost three points in his pre-war momentum, oh no, he's seven points. He must be defeated, okay?"

"Qin Xiu was not a belligerent person." Fuxi said lightly, "You can't compare them with you."

"...You're right, but you're still angry!" Ye Wu said unconvinced, "Why can't Qinxiu be good at fighting? Why does everyone define Qinxiu as a weak person? Obviously, Qinxiu can also fight the enemy Is it okay?"

"It's too hard to watch!" Qin cultivated his body, and Ye Wushen, Jianxiu's heart, became anxious.

Decided to give this group of piano lessons a good lesson.

Teach them to be human!

Ye Wushen, who had made up his mind, suddenly sneered.

Then he raised his head. At this moment, the murderous intent in his eyes almost turned into reality, directly shocking the young man opposite him.

"The title of this song is Luantan, kill!"

Ye Wu shouted in a deep and cold voice, and then moved his hands on the strings quickly.

"Clang! Clang! Clank!"

Suddenly, a burst of rapid and sharp piano sounds poured out from his fingertips.

"Clang clank——!!!!"

The murderous aura turns into the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano can kill people!

Immediately—

The arena has become a battlefield.

The yellow sand is all over the sky, thousands of troops and horses, and horseshoes are clanging!

The young man on the ring, with a face full of horror at this moment, sat on the ground, motionless.

unable to move...

The youth realized this and was completely suppressed...

By that boy's piano sound, no...

It was because of his aura.

The sound of the piano, as if transformed by killing intent, converged on the young man, infinitely enhancing his aura.As for the young man who faced the sound of Sha Zhiqin directly, he was suppressed to the extreme.

"Will be killed!"

The young man realized this, and his complexion paled instantly.

finally--

The youth was still not killed.

"I lost."

When Ye Wuchen's piano sound stopped, the young man reached out his hand to wipe off the blood on the corner of his lips. His face was pale and his whole body was weak. He said to Ye Wuchen in front of him, "You are really scary."

Hearing this, Ye Wu snorted coldly, then looked at him, and said, "You said you wanted me to do three tricks."

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said, "Yes..."

"I lost."

He laughed, "cough, cough, cough..." Then he coughed, a little blood appeared on his pale face, he held the piano and stood up, looking at Ye Wuchen in front of him, and said: "You are very powerful. "

"Thank you."

After that, he turned around and went down.

Ye Wuchen looked at his leaving figure, a flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The fight was successful!

Next, it's time to defend.

Think of this-

So, Ye Wushen raised his head, glanced across the audience, and said coldly: "Who do you want, if you don't accept it, you can come up!"

I beat you so convinced!

Following his words, everyone present focused on him.

Originally, because of Ye Wushen's unexpected victory, and within three moves, to be precise, two moves... he defeated the young man, and was hit hard. The silent piano repairers suddenly exploded.

"Damn it, you really dare to say it!"

"How arrogant!"

"Isn't it just a win!"

"Arrogance!"

"..."

"..."

Ye Wuchen on the ring, listening to the voice from below, pursed his lips, thinking, tsk...it seems to have aroused everyone's anger!

However, that's fine too!

This is exactly what he wanted!

As if feeling that the fire wasn't hot enough, Ye Wuchen added a handful of firewood.

He raised his head, looked at the people below, and said with pursed lips, "Why? Not convinced?"

"hit me!"

"To tell you the truth, I think...everyone here is rubbish!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

There was a dead silence.

Then--

"Damn it! Blow that kid's head off!"

"Unforgivable!"

"Kill you!"

"..."

"...'

The murderous intent and anger that erupted from the audience almost overturned the entire arena.

In front, sit on the seat.

The group of Taoist monarchs suddenly showed surprise.

Unexpectedly, this group of always gentle Qin repairers could burst out with such an astonishing and terrifying murderous aura.

"It should be out of anger!"

"But that kid really dares to say..."

"Isn't he afraid of being beaten when he goes out?" Song Yu stared at the ring, facing the murderous and angry Ye Wuchen of the irritated Qin Xius, and said with a smile that was not a smile, "I'm I believe he is Ye Guanghan's son."

Elder Mo He, who was sitting beside him, said coolly: "Ye Guanghan is not as good as him, this is really better than blue!"

"However, if he is not as powerful as Ye Guanghan, he may not live for a few years." Another Qin Zun sitting beside him said with a smile.

Sooner or later he was beaten to death.

Lu Bai, who was sitting among a group of qin masters, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking, these big guys are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the tone is obviously watching the excitement.

And beside him, Liu Wuwu was staring at the ring below without blinking, with an expression on his face thinking of something.

-

Soon, the fire set by Ye Wushen burned his body.

Because of the ruthless words he just released to declare war, he finally angered everyone, so the usually gentle, elegant and indifferent Qin Xius turned into angry birds one by one, rushing to fight Ye Wu Shen worked hard.

one by one……

And Ye Wuchen is worthy of his reputation as the number one MT, his blood is too thick, even if he is beaten by a wheel.

Still standing still, he killed the Avengers one after another and successfully defended the ring.

"That kid, is it a monster! He can fight so well."

"You still haven't lost like this? How many times is this?"

"Fuck! I can't do it, why hasn't he lost yet!"

"..."

"..."

"Why is he still here!"

At this moment, on the ring——

Ye Wuchen plucked the strings with both hands quickly, and the sound of the piano turned into thousands of flying swords, and they all shot together in an instant, killing the opponent!

again.

Ye Wu pondered, then raised his head, looked at the people in front of him and said coldly, "Next!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone, "..."

"Too much bullying! Let me deal with that kid!" An angry shout burst out from the crowd.

Then a young man holding the piano stepped onto the ring.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Hey... I lost! I, die with regret, you must avenge me!"

"..."

"..."

Another half an hour later.

"...This is the number one."

Under the arena, someone was weak and said with a suspicious expression on his face.

"I don't know, I can't count, I can't count..."

The speaker also had a blank expression on his face.

"It's terrible, is that kid a monster!"

"Won't you be tired, exhausted, spiritually exhausted, hurt... the monster?" Someone murmured, looking at Ye Wuchen on the ring with an expression of disbelief, and said.

At this moment, Ye Wushen on the ring.

I saw him, still as before, calm and indifferent.

The aura of the whole body is even more terrifying than at the beginning.

The thick murderous aura that almost turned into substance enveloped the entire arena.

His murderous aura spread throughout the audience, and the arena has become his home field.

"This kid..." Daoist Song Yu, who was seated in the distance, stared at Ye Wuchen on the ring in front of him, frowned, and said, "It's really scary, at such an age, he can understand the realm without a teacher. Yet?"

Lu Bai who was sitting by the side looked at him curiously when he heard the words.

Song Yu noticed his gaze, and said, "The so-called domain, you can understand it as domain."

"For the domain, the domain owner has absolute control and can improve his own strength in all aspects. When entering the opponent's domain, he will be trapped and his strength will be suppressed." Song Yu said, "And that kid... "

He looked at Ye Wuchen on the ring in front of him, and said: "The entire ring has become his domain, as long as he is in the domain, he is undefeated."

However, his domain was not opened on his own initiative, but after he kept defeating those Qin Xius who came to challenge him one by one, under one victory after another, he accumulated endless killing intent And the undefeated fighting spirit, thus opening up the domain.

This is the passive, triggered domain.

The arena is his battlefield, his undefeated domain.

As long as Ye Wuchen stands on the ring, there is no way he will lose.

Domain will give endless fighting spirit and a steady supply of spiritual power.

On the contrary, the piano repairers who challenged him on stage would be suppressed.

Simply put...

The current Ye Wushen has been boosted by 50.00% combat power.

The other piano repairers who came on stage were weakened by 50.00% of their combat power.

Basically, Ye Wushen is undefeated.

That is to say...

Ye Wuchen in this state, no matter how many people go up, they will all give away their heads.

-

After listening to Taoist Song Yu's words, a look of horror flashed across Lu Bai's face.

He turned his head and looked at the young man playing the piano on the ring in front of him, feeling complicated.Is this a monster?

He expressed the same emotion as the others present.

"Is it impossible for the domain to be broken?" Lu Bai asked unwillingly.

"Of course." Song Yu said, and he also stared at Ye Wuchen on the ring in front of him, and said: "His domain is formed from the countless victories he has continuously defeated those who came to challenge him." field of defeat."

"So, as long as he is defeated." Song Yu said, "As long as he loses and the myth of invincibility is broken, then his domain will naturally be broken."

However, Ye Wushen is now in the undefeated field.

It's like spear and shield.

Unless it is a strong suppression in the realm, such as the end of the Taoist monarchs present, no one can suppress Ye Wuchen, let alone defeat him, with the young piano repairers present.

finally--

Ye Wuchen knocked down all the piano repairers present, and picked them all.

Looking at the empty arena, no one came up to the arena.

Ye Wuchen, the only one standing on top, had an unsatisfactory expression on his face. He raised his head, glanced at the Qin Xius below, and said, "One more!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at him with horror and fear. After meeting his eyes, they unconsciously took a step back.

No one dared to go up.

No one answered.

terrible!

This guy is not human at all!

monster?

Ancient beast?

In this way, not defeated!

Not human!

terrible.

"Ye Wuchen... Ye Family, Ye..." The young man who had gambled with Ye Wuchen in Fengming Pavilion looked at him with a terrified expression, and murmured, "So, you What I said at the time...is true."

"The Ye family, the Ye family, is undefeated!" He said, his eyes terrified, "Unbeatable, invincible! Ye Wushen!"

At this moment, everyone—

All piano repairers are finally sword repairers.

Finally, like countless sword cultivators, they realized the fear of being dominated by the father and son of the Ye family, Ye Guanghan and Ye Jiangxue.

The psychological shadow of a lifetime!

Then, all the piano repairers cried.

For my own innocence and stupidity.

Back then, when Ye Guanghan and Ye Jiangxue's father and son dominated the way of the sword, countless sword cultivators were crying, but they were indifferent because he was a piano cultivator.

however……

Now there is a leaf mist.

A Qinxiu surnamed Ye.

at last……

They also became the sword cultivators who cried back then.

-

"Hey!? Why are you crying?"

on the ring.

With an inexplicable expression on Ye Wushen's face, he looked at the crying Qin Xius below, "Don't cry, stand up and masturbate, ah no, stand up and continue beating!"

Still playing!

Beast!

You are not human, so don't let us go!

finally--

Ye Wushen looked at the group of Qin Xius who were crying like dogs and completely lost their combat power, so he could only look up at the sky, and said to Fuxi in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Too weak!"

"Too small."

"..." Fuxi.

It was you who beat them too hard.

Ok……

This group of people can't fight anymore, but there are still two big guys!

Thinking of the two big guys who had agreed (not) before he left the ring, Ye Wushen suddenly became interested again. He raised his head, looked at the seat in front of him with an excited expression, and stared at the seat in front of him. Lu Bai and Liu Wuwu who were above opened their mouths and said, "Come down!"

"..." Lu Bai.

"..." Liu Wuxin.

At this moment, both of them feared being targeted by fierce beasts.

"No!" Lu Bai said without hesitation, raising his hands in surrender, "I admit defeat!"

Liu Wuwu, who was sitting beside him, also said, "I also admit defeat."

Only a fool would fight you now!

A battle that must be lost, do not fight, do not fight.

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

What the hell! ?

got rejected……

People work!

Ye Wushen was also stunned immediately. He never expected that they would admit defeat without fighting and give up resistance completely.

In Ye Wushen's view, this was something he would never do.

At least two dying struggles...

Ye Wuchen's mood suddenly became depressed at this moment, the expression on his face instantly became sluggish, and the dull hair on his head drooped.

This is the same as you happily saving the most delicious meal for last, only to find out that the meal was stolen! !

Gone!

Air blast.

And just when Ye Wuchen fell into depression and grief, he suddenly felt a strong malice and killing intent.

Immediately—

Ye Wuchen raised his head and looked in the direction of the malice.

See you, on the high platform ahead.

Madam Tianyi sat there with a cold expression on her face.

There was no expression on that exquisite and beautiful face at the moment, and the whole person was as cold as a statue.

And from her eyes, Ye Wuchen sensed endless malice and killing intent.

She wants to kill me!

Ye Wushen immediately realized this.

Then the blood and passion all over his body faded away immediately, the chicken blood that was on his head fell back, and his reason returned.

Ye Wu calmed down.

He began to think, I am not here to fight, but I have business to do!

The main reason is to win the Fengming Qin, defend the Qin Emperor's throne, and break any conspiracy by the way.

Judging by Mrs. Tianyin's expression, it was obvious that she wanted to make trouble.

Forget it, stop fighting, save your energy...

Ye Wushen, who was thinking like this, immediately lost all fighting spirit and lost interest.

He put away the fuxiqin, then turned around and walked towards the referee who was hiding aside.

And that poor fellow shrank to the side and trembled when Ye Wushen started the killing ring. The terrified referee looked at the big killing god in front of him and walked towards him. He couldn't help trembling and followed the sheep Like madness.

As the leaf mist sinks, it gets closer and closer.

The referee's face became paler and paler, and finally——

When Ye Wuchen came in front of him, there was a sound of "Puff!"

Kneel down.

Ye Wushen looked at him speechlessly, knelt in front of him and shivered, and shouted, "Forgive me!" The referee said, "I won't kill people..."

"Forget it." Ye Wuchen looked at the referee who seemed to be shaking even more, twitched the corners of his mouth, gave up the idea of ​​changing his impression of him, and said to business, "So, I won, right?"

"Yeah!" The referee said immediately, "It was you, you, you who won."

"Bring it!" Ye Wuchen said.

"What..." the referee said in a trembling voice.

"Piano score." Ye Wuchen said, and he really wanted to kneel down to him, "A prize."

There is Qin Zu Fuxi, and Ye Wushen as his personal guide. Although he doesn't have any ideas about the so-called Qin Huang's score, since this is his prize, he doesn't think too much of it.

Take it back for reference.

When the referee heard this, he immediately had an expression of enlightenment, and hurriedly asked someone to bring up the Qinhuang piano score and handed it to Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wu Shen looked ahead, and the maid came with a black sandalwood tray in both hands, on which was an old and outdated piano score, and a bit of interest finally appeared on her disinterested face.

And at this moment-

In his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Oops!"

Looking at the familiar piano score, Fuxi suddenly let out a bad cry, and his expression changed dramatically.

Beside him with a look full of interest (since Ye Wushen started killing just now, those old goblins in the sea he knew were extremely excited, they flew up to watch the excitement, and commented on one side from time to time), staring at Feng San outside , noticed the change in his expression, turned his head to look at him immediately, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

And he followed Fuxi's gaze, and his eyes fell on the music score, he suddenly understood, and laughed with a "poof".

He gloated and said, "Thousands of calculations are not as good as people's calculations!"

"Now it's up to you what to do." Feng San looked like he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"..." Fuxi.

If he had known today, he should have destroyed all his remains!

However, a thousand dollars is hard to buy. I knew it earlier.

Ye Wushen took the piano score on the ebony tray with an excited face, held it in his hand, opened it with eyes full of interest, and then...

silent.

He stared at the sheet music in his hand for a long time, and after a long time, with an expression of disbelief, he turned a few more pages...

Finally, his face turned black.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Ye Wu sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and asked Fuxi coldly.

"..." Fuxi was caught off guard, never expected to lose his horse at this time and under such circumstances.

After a while, Fuxi said, "Go back and explain to you."

"Hmph!" Ye Wu snorted coldly with his face full of ice.

Stop talking.

On the contrary, the referee standing in front of him saw that he was still in high spirits at first, but after picking up the score, his face became gloomy instantly, and he felt uneasy in his heart, and quickly said: "This is a rare and rare piano that has been preserved. There is only one volume of the piano score in the world."

It's okay if you don't say anything, but once you say it, Ye Wushen becomes even more angry.

What Qinhuang piano score, this is exactly the same as the handwriting on the piano score written by Fuxi himself that he saw in Yaochi Immortal Mansion and was later handed over to him by Zhang Yun!

It is clearly from the same hand!

Knock your mother!

Fuxi, you are a big liar!

asshole!

Oh shit!

In his heart, Fuxi