"Hmph, a group of illiterate guys, today we are going to grab these three treasures!"

'In this way, who in this Tenth Immortal Guardian Realm dares to mess with our family?!'

‘......’

While stroking the qin, even if Song Yu closed his eyes, he could detect the amazement and jealousy of the people around him, and he didn't know how cool it was in his heart.

"After our family takes these three treasures, we will go back to the main workshop of the fairy world, and let those guys be jealous." ’

'This tune... It's beautiful, but it's too simple for our family..."

‘......’

However...

Just when Song Yu was playing vigorously, just as he was about to reach the high level of this half of the piano rhythm, suddenly... The whole person was stunned, he felt a life and death crisis surging into his heart, and the ten fingers of his hands subconsciously stopped playing.

A pair of eyes opened even more, looking at the guqin in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at his hand on this guqin, he suddenly discovered... He was trembling.

'Why...?'

Song Yu couldn't figure out where that feeling came from just now, but subconsciously, he felt a sense of impending death from it.

Even his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Ten fingers stop, the sound of the piano stops.

Many monks immediately began to talk again, because before... The old man also stopped at the most critical moment when the rhythm was played.

"Stopped?!"

"Why did this Song Yu stop?!"

"Something is wrong..."

"Song Yu is proficient in the rhythm of the qin, and the joy of his soul is the qin, and it is impossible to stop at the highest moment!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

“......”

This time...

Many monks have seen that they are tired, if the previous old man Pu'an can be a poor piano artist, everyone can still believe it, but this Song Yu...

It could never be the reason for the lack of virtuosity!

There must be some other reason for stopping playing!

The boy on the first seat, when he saw this scene, the color of doubt and speculation in his eyes disappeared for a moment, in his opinion, as long as he stopped once... There is no hope.

Continue to close your eyes and breathe, no longer paying attention to whether this Song Yu can continue to play.

"Impossible!

There was a look of unwillingness in Song Yu's eyes, he didn't give up like the old man in Pu'an, but put his hand on the strings again, according to the previous rhythm, the fingers... A slight flick.

Bang!

The sea of hearts was like exploding, Song Yu's eyes kept slamming, and with a 'wow' sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the huge guqin phantom behind him trembled even more violently, as if it was about to dissipate in the next moment.

"What's going on?!"

"How can you vomit blood when you play the piano?!"

"I was seriously injured..."

"I didn't notice any spiritual power fluctuations, why is this Song Yu..."

“.........”

When all the monks saw Song Yu vomiting blood, they were all shocked, and they even stood up from their respective seats, with unconcealed horror in their eyes.

They just saw Song Yu pluck the strings, and then it became like this, and their breath was even more sluggish!

"I... I..."

Song Yu clutched his chest and gasped for breath, although this product has a sissy personality, it is obvious that the momentum of not admitting defeat is not lost at all.

Even though he was seriously injured, he still didn't choose to give up at this time, and his eyes were red, staring at the guqin in front of him.

"I don't believe it!"

Song Yu roared, and it was rare for a masculinity to emanate from him.

With this roar, around him, those notes began to flow rapidly in the void, and the illusory guqin behind him was even more rapidly swept by the strings.

On his body, an extremely wonderful aura appeared.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yu sat down again, raised his hands very solemnly and placed them on the strings of the guqin, as soon as he touched the strings, Song Yu's fingers couldn't help but tremble.

But this Song Yu just endured it and didn't retreat.

"The crossbowman is also destroyed. ”

Yun Fei looked at this scene, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and said.

After the first sentence, the second sentence was followed.

"The invisible sound cannot continue its graceful nature. ”

Qin Feng, who said this, couldn't help frowning slightly.

You must know that the nearby Yutai has already become empty because of Qin Feng's arrival, except for the green-bearded old man, there are only Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren, plus a pig.

When Yun Fei said this, everyone knew that he was specifically saying it to Qin Feng.

"Brother Yun's words are mysterious and difficult to understand. ”

Qin Feng just replied perfunctorily.

Meanwhile.

In the center of the square, Song Yu, who sat down again, sweat beads slid down his face like beans, Song Yu stared at the guqin with a pair of eyes, and the hands on the strings did not pluck the strings.

All the monks in the audience focused their eyes on Song Yu's body, and they were all waiting for Song Yu... Pluck the strings!

"I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe it!"

Song Yu roared angrily in his heart, and a decisive look flashed in his eyes, at this moment... Without further hesitation, ten fingers plucked the strings!

'Zheng~'

The sound of the piano rises gracefully.

But...

Just for a second.

Just a second later, the sound came to an abrupt halt.

Song Yu, who was sitting in front of the guqin, his eyes were even more round, staring at the guqin in front of him, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

The look of disbelief only lasted for a second, and the expression darkened, which was the dissipation of vitality.

The huge illusory guqin behind him collapsed at this moment, in an instant! The notes that flowed around him also shattered and dissipated one after another.

Looking at Song Yu sitting in front of this guqin, there was a strong death aura on his body for a moment.

Blood, slowly flowing out of Song Yu's seven orifices, looked terrifying.

Bang.

The whole person was planted forward, and the upper body fell directly on the strings, causing a sound of 'Zheng~'.

Audience... Dead.

Everyone was watching this scene, looking at this strange scene, and they were all stunned.

The people present, all of them are superb cultivators, most of them have stepped into the realm of quasi-saints, even if they are cultivated to the end, in the last position of the word 'product', they also have the realm of the top grade and peak of the golden immortal.

They could clearly perceive that Song Yu's spirit...

At that moment just now, it was the moment when Song Yu's fingers plucked the strings, and they shattered without warning!

Play... Can you shoot people to death?!

A dignified quasi-saint monk died like this?! The death of the Seven Orifices was bleeding to death! The death was shocking and full of doubts!

Everyone looked at the guqin in the center of the place, the treasure of the three parties, and their hearts trembled, and they were no longer as relaxed as before.

These people have finally understood...

If you want a rare treasure, you can...!

You have to gamble with your life!

? 【Good night】

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(End of chapter)