Interstellar Strongest Gu Master

A piano sound played by Yanxi brought the atmosphere to the highest point, but after the extreme joy, watching other programs, I couldn't help but feel a little bit less interested.

The squad leader turned his head to look at Xia Mingluo beside him at the end of a show, and couldn't hide his surprise: "Ming Luo, is Yanxi so versatile? It's too hidden."

Xia Mingluo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yes."

Before today, he never thought that Yan Xi could play the guqin, and he played it so well. There is an old saying, the sound of high mountains and flowing water.

Well, it is definitely the best in the ages!

The enthusiasm of the audience is also limited. In the following programs, although everyone is watching and cheering from time to time, the level of enthusiasm is very different from Yanxi's performance.

The freshman ceremony is drawing to a close, and the final performance is about to begin.

"Huh?" Xia Mingluo squinted his eyes and made a sound in surprise.

A pretty and graceful figure slowly came to the stage, holding a guqin in front of her, smiling sweetly, and looking forward to her beautiful eyes, it was Su Muer.

"What's the situation?" The squad leader sat up straight all of a sudden, his eyes lit up, and he said with an expression that he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "Is this going to be a public fight?"

you do not say!

First, Su Muer performed the Guqin performance, which shocked the audience, and then Yan Xi came on stage, and played the Guqin again, bringing the scene to a climax.

But now, Su Muer, who had already finished her performance, suddenly appeared again, obviously to get back the face that Yan Xi had slapped.

Obviously, the other students present also saw the meaning of Su Muer's coming to the stage this time. For a moment, everyone was like a beast seeing food, their eyes lit up, and they stared fixedly at the stage.

Su Muer glanced around the audience, taking in all the expressions on their faces, a trace of displeasure quickly flashed across her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

It doesn't matter, wait a minute, it won't take long, all the people here will be attracted by her and fall for her.

Press the fingertips on the strings, flick the fingers quickly, a drop of blood quickly draws from the fingertips, stains on the strings, ten fingers connected to the heart, a little tingling of the fingertips will make people feel sore .

However, Su Muer played it very happily, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a high arc, which was charming.

And just as the sound of the piano kept flowing, as the sound of the piano floated around in this small space, the faces of the people in the audience gradually began to show obsessive expressions.

Their minds were shaking slightly, and their eyes gradually lost their clarity...

Most of the students in the military academy had gone to watch the freshman ceremony, and there were very few people on the road. Yan Xi and Xia Mingzhe walked side by side in the quiet campus.

The dim street lamps lit up the dark night, outlining the delicate silhouette of the young man.

Xia Mingzhe looked down at the young man beside him, and the hard curves of his face softened again.

Suddenly, a bright light suddenly lit up from not far away, and then went out in an instant, like a shooting star passing through the dark night, it flew so fast that it was hard to catch.

"Oops--"

Yan Xi suddenly shouted.

He frowned, although the light flashed just now, but the dark aura mixed in it still leaked out.

This breath has a rotten, damp, and eerie stink.

Although Xia Mingzhe's physical fitness is at the SSS level, unlike Yan Xi, he can feel the gloomy aura that flickers away in the white light, but countless experiences on the edge of life and death allow him to capture the gloomy and biting chill .

Xia Mingzhe's voice cooled down, "It's in the direction of the auditorium."

The Freshman Ceremony was held in the auditorium. Could it be that something happened after they left?

As the distance got closer, the dark and weird smell became more and more intense. It fell into Yan Xi's nose, and it was really pungent.

The delicate face wrinkled into a bun involuntarily, and the expression was a little distorted.

Suddenly, something soft and comfortable fell on his nose, and Yan Xi's eyes drooped. It was a piece of silk handkerchief, with a bit of Xia Mingzhe's unique coolness.

Yan Xi grabbed Sipa and covered her nose to block off the stench, and instantly felt her whole body refreshed, "Praise you!"

Yanxi gave him a thumbs up.

Xia Mingzhe smiled dotingly.

Xia Mingzhe paused, and his face became extremely gloomy in an instant. The lively scene just now was still enthusiastic and lively, but it became like a large-scale brainwashing pyramid scheme.

The melodious piano sound floated lightly, and everyone had a look of intoxication on their faces, and their eyes were fiery, even fanatical.

Yan Xi closed his eyes slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. In the eyes of others, it might be an overly fanatical scene, but in his view, he couldn't see any fanaticism and obsession. A thick black mist.

There is something so evil and charming!

Looking for the source of the mist, it turned out to be on the stage, and on the stage, Su Muer, with a soft smile, was plucking the strings non-stop.

Yan Xi saw black mist growing and winding around the strings under her fingertips, and then reverberating in the auditorium along with the sound of the piano.

How fun!

"Don't move." Xia Mingzhe grabbed Yan Xi who had already taken a step, and shook his head lightly, "It's weird."

Yan Xi pulled Xia Mingzhe's hand away from his wrist, and snorted coldly: "It's just a trick."

Seeing his firm attitude, Xia Mingzhe thought for less than a second and said, "Together."

After the words fell, Yan Xi didn't move. He frowned slightly. Seeing Xia Mingzhe's unrefutable appearance, he sighed, waved his hands helplessly, and said with a light smile, "I won't go, it's fine."

Xia Mingzhe nodded.

He was concerned about the safety of the young man, and he didn't want to put Yan Xi in danger, but this didn't mean that Xia Mingzhe could put the students in the audience in danger.

Although he didn't know why this happened in such a short period of time, it didn't prevent him from making reasonable speculations.

Qingming's mind suddenly stirred up, as if something wanted to invade in a mighty way, and there seemed to be a fog spreading in his mind, which made people feel a little bit erratic.

"Xia Mingzhe!"

A light voice suddenly rang in his ears, like a thunderclap, piercing through the dense night and silence, waking him up from his sleep.

Xia Mingzhe looked down at the young man, and the moment his eyes touched the young man, all the confusion faded away.

Yan Xi stretched out his hand to hold Xia Mingzhe, and the invisible breath spread out, covering Xia Mingzhe in it, and also invisibly cut off the sound of the piano.

"How is it?" Seeing that Xia Mingzhe's eyes had returned to clarity, Yan Xi asked again worriedly.

Xia Mingzhe shook his head: "It's okay."

Xia Mingzhe has a firm will. In fact, even if Yan Xi didn't help him just now, he would soon get rid of the influence of the piano sound.However, he enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by the teenager.

Yan Xi made sure that Xia Mingzhe was fine, so she set her sights on the bewitched auditorium again.

Xia Mingzhe: "If the sound of the piano is blocked, there is a high probability that they will be able to wake up."

Xia Mingzhe asked suddenly, just now when his mind fell into fog, the boy's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, diluting the sound of the piano, that is, in this short moment, he was pulled back.

Yan Xi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Mingzhe in surprise. After looking at each other for a second, he laughed lightly. He raised his hand and poked the corner of the man's mouth, and said with a smile, "Azhe, why are you so smart? .”

It was as if a gust of wind had blown away the oppressive and dull atmosphere.

Xia Mingzhe was startled for a moment, seeing the naked teasing expression in the young man's eyes, a rare unease appeared on his face.

Fortunately, Yanxi just said it casually.

Yan Xi gently rubbed her chin with her fingertips, and said thoughtfully, "I don't have anything handy, so I can't cover the sound of the piano."

Yan Xi frowned slightly, with a troubled look on his face.

"As long as you can make a sound?" Xia Mingzhe asked.

"..." Yan Xi thought for a while and said, "It needs a strong rhythm, which can completely disrupt the rhythm of the piano sound."

In fact, even if there is no external help, Yan Xi only needs to read a section of scriptures, but this scriptures and scriptures need to be accompanied by his spiritual power.

In the end, Yanxi suffered an irreversible injury in the desperate battle, and now he seems to be completely healed, but his strength has only recovered about [-]%.

It doesn't matter whether he is cold-blooded or ruthless.

The weak prey on the strong, the strong are eligible to survive, and the weak can only be eliminated one by one in the tribulation.

These principles are deep in Yan Xi's bones, and what is revealed in front of him may be just the tip of the iceberg. He can't take risks because of this and put himself in a dangerous situation.

This interstellar era may not be as simple as he thought.

Yan Xi fell into her own thinking, from the stone that was photographed at the auction, to the discovery of the traces of the Gu insect, and then to the people in front of her who were bewitched by the sound of the piano...

All of this seems to be gradually unraveling a mysterious veil...

Suddenly, a mighty voice suddenly resounded, resounding through the auditorium in an instant, and the invisible magnetic field belonging to the fluctuation of the piano sound sent out a wave of fluctuations.

Peach Blossom Eyes opened suddenly, and looked at Xia Mingzhe in surprise.

Xia Mingzhe shook the brain in his hand, a sly smile flashed across his usually calm face.

"Is the sense of rhythm okay?" Xia Mingzhe leaned over to Yanxi's ear and asked in a low voice.

The "music" played by Xia Mingzhe was extremely regular, it was the theme music of the Zerg game, and it was the exciting and surging melody when the war started.

The corner of Yan Xi's mouth couldn't help but twitched, but his eyes were full of smiles, "Very good."

The melody of Su Muer's piano sound is lyrical and soft, but the more sonorous and powerful the music of Zerg Hegemony is, it is like two opposite extremes of yin and yang, converging into an extremely dissonant melody, making a sharp sound.