Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Many people in Ninghai City know about the endgame.

Those people on the shore learned that the boat took out the endgame to gamble, and many talented people rushed to take out the chessboard, looking for a way to solve the endgame.

If they crack it first than those arrogances on the painting boat, they are very likely to be invited to the painting boat.

But soon!

A message came out.

Liu Wuxie defeated Fan Yongfu in five ways, and he was holding a red piece.

As soon as the news came out, everyone fell silent.

"Five!"

A Tianjiao who thought he was pretty good at chess suddenly threw the chessboard in his hand into Dongyue Lake. From then on, he never touched chess again.

The five methods Liu Wuxie deciphered gradually spread around Dongyue Lake, and the endgame was so violent that the third son was able to decipher it.

Simply unheard of.

The stars are sparse and the moon is bright, and the big moon in the sky has shifted to the west.

"Miss Murong, this last level should be Qin Yi!"

Many people stood up and asked Murong Yi.

The four great talents in Ninghai City are Hua Chenye's poetry, Qiu Baihao's painting skills, Lu Ming's chess skills, and Murong Yi's piano skills.

Tied for the top four!

Everyone has their own unique skills.

Murong Yi stood up, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and a gust of breeze picked up on the lake surface, gently lifted her veil.

Just a quick glance and the veil falls quickly.

Just for a moment, many people lost their minds.

The moment she saw Murong Yi's true face, Liu Wuxie's heart suddenly shrank.

"There are such beautiful people in the world!"

Liu Wuxie said secretly.

Only Xu Lingxue can compare to her.

Chen Ruoyan is very beautiful, but lacks a sense of immortality.

Xu Lingxue and Murong Yi are completely out of the realm of mortals, like fairies.

With the improvement of cultivation base, Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing'er will also have immortal energy.

Xu Lingxue and Murong Yi are born with their own.

And the two of them need to be nurtured.

The people on the boat were stunned, they couldn't describe their mood at the moment, and many of them were completely in a state of sluggishness.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Many people lost their minds, looking like Brother Zhu, still silently taking a quick glance there.

Murong Yi didn't expect that the breeze lifted her veil.

Looking down, there were only a few people, their eyes were normal, and they forcibly restrained their possessiveness.

There was only one person, which shocked her very much. There was no fluctuation on her face, and the depths of her eyes were as calm as water.

Even Hua Chenye and Qiu Baihao couldn't hide the amazement in their eyes.

Only Liu Wuxie made Murong Yi purse her lips, but was indifferent to her appearance.

"If I can see Miss Murong's true face in this life, I will die without regret!"

Many people sat on chairs, alas, no longer in the mood to write poetry.

Completely addicted to it, deeply unable to extricate itself.

"As expected of an extremely beautiful woman, seeing her today, she really lives up to her reputation."

Seeing just half of the profile just now made people so obsessed. If the veil was completely lifted, it would be fine.

"This last performance is indeed a qin art. There are no restrictions, whether it is a guqin or other instruments."

Murong Yi nodded lightly, played the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and put the piano in the last place.

There are too few people who know the art of piano. There are more than 1000 people present, looking at each other in blank dismay, and many of them just give up.

Being able to see Murong Yi's face is already very satisfying.

Many people couldn't help looking at Qinghongmen.

He was slapped in the face by Liu Wuxie three times in a row, and Fan Yongfu's cultivation was abolished because of it. Tonight's incident, to Qinghongmen, it was simply a disaster.

Only the last meeting, if they don't make a comeback, they will have no face to return to Qinghongmen.

Qiu Baihao didn't study the piano much, so he definitely wouldn't play.

Yin Jingwu can only be regarded as a second-rate player, and his level is even more average.

Qinghongmen fell into a brief silence, discussing in private how to humiliate Liu Wuxie on the final piano path.

"Zhou Liang, among us, only you have the highest level of piano skills. This last level depends entirely on you."

Yin Jingwu walked up to a young disciple, much younger than him, and called him by his first name.

"I will try my best!"

Now that things have come to this, Zhou Liang can only bite the bullet. His piano skills are not top-notch, but they should not be underestimated.

It can't be compared with Murong Yi, at least it surpasses [-]% of the people present.

"Let me start the game!"

Tianluogu Fuhong stood up and took out a guqin from the storage ring.

Everyone's eyes fell on Fu Hong's body.

Although Fu Hong is not one of the four great talents, his piano skills are enough to surpass those of his peers.

The sound on the painting boat gradually disappeared, and suddenly fell silent.

A crisp sound of the piano spread far, far along the surface of the lake.

This is a song about picking chrysanthemums, which can be heard in some teahouses and taverns. It should be a popular song.

The sound of the piano is melodious, but full of cheerful rhythm, which makes the originally dull painting more lively.

Obviously Fu Hong did it on purpose, not for the sake of fighting for the first place.

Every tone is like a little girl picking chrysanthemums, shuttles on the mountain road, jumping happily.

Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes light-hearted, everyone's thoughts are substituted into it little by little, and the negative emotions gradually disappear.

At the end of the song, bursts of applause rang out all around for Fu Hong.

This piece of picking chrysanthemums is played very well, at the level of a master.

Then several people took out the guqin and played a few pieces.

Every song is not amazing, but it is quite satisfactory.

Maybe it's because I just listened to Murong Yi's music, it's hard to stand out from the crowd's music.

It's like putting a perfect answer in front of you, and it's really hard to surpass it.

In the eyes of everyone, Murong Yi's piano skills are close to full marks.

"Who else wants to show off his piano skills?"

After waiting for a long time, no one continued to stand up and play the piano, so Murong Yi asked again.

If not, then score on the spot, who can get No. 1 in the last level of piano art.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhou Liang stood up, stopped Murong Yi, and looked at Liu Wuxie.

What should come will still come, everyone's calmed down mood is instantly ignited, and Qinghongmen really won't let it go.

This is their last chance, how can they miss it.

"Liu Wuxie, I want to compete with you in piano skills!"

Zhou Liang's tone was low, and he wanted to compete with Liu Wuxie in piano art.

"You don't have the qualifications yet!"

Liu Wuxie lost interest and just wanted to go back and have an early rest.

Liu Wuxie basically listened to the piano skills of the few people just now. It is estimated that Zhou Liang's level is at most a little better than Fu Hong's.

Publicly humiliating Zhou Liang for not being qualified, aroused the dissatisfaction of the entire Qinghongmen, Liu Wuxie was too defiant.

"I don't think you dare!"

Zhou Liang was not angry either, and sneered, thinking that Liu Wuxie did not dare, not that he was not qualified.

"Junior Brother Zhou is right, he must have been scared, that's why he said that."

The other brothers followed suit, all kinds of vicious words were overwhelming.

Liu Wuxie turned a blind eye to the comments around her, how could she affect her xinxing just because of some words.

"Let me just say, how can there be an almighty person in this world, and piano skills are Liu Wuxie's shortcoming!"

Many people stood up and thought that Liu Wuxie didn't know how to play the piano, so they didn't dare to take the bet.

But they didn't know that Liu Wuxie's piano skills ranked first among the top ten immortal emperors.

"Liu Wuxie, if you don't dare to bet, kneel down and kowtow to us!"

More and more taunts filled the air.

How could the Qinghongmen disciples miss such a good opportunity to attack Liu Wuxie.

Murong Yi had a worried expression on her face. Piano skills would take a long time to practice, but Liu Wuxie's poems, paintings, and instrument skills opened her eyes.

But for piano skills, no one is optimistic about Liu Wuxie, including Murong Yi.

Standing in front of Liu Wuxie with ugly faces, spitting stars flew all over the place, wishing she could swallow Liu Wuxie.

"Liu Wuxie, get out of here, Ninghai City is not where you should come."

Yin Jingwu laughed wildly, and finally found a reason to mock Liu Wuxie.

Unscrupulous ridicule, sarcasm, blow...

Liu Wuxie raised her head suddenly, and looked at Yin Jingwu with piercing eyes.

From the very beginning, he was jumping up and down, constantly provoking his bottom line.

"Okay, I agree to bet with you, if you can beat me, the same as before, I will abolish my cultivation, if I win by chance, Yin Jingwu will abolish my cultivation, get out of here, I don't want to see him again. "

Liu Wuxie agreed to Zhou Liang's bet.

If Zhou Liang loses, Yin Jingwu will abolish his cultivation.

Yin Jingwu's laughter stopped abruptly, as if someone had pinched his throat, unable to utter a single sound.

Who would have thought that Liu Wuxie proposed such a condition.

If you lose, Yin Jingwu's cultivation will be abolished.

Soon everyone realized that Yin Jingwu had been instigating secretly all along, using the help of other senior brothers time and time again to get rid of Liu Wuxie.

It doesn't matter to Zhou Liang, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, anyway, he won't suffer any disadvantages. If he loses, Yin Jingwu will abolish his cultivation, and if he wins, it would be even better.

It was Yin Jingwu's turn to be in a dilemma, whether to answer or not.

Just now he mocked Liu Wuxie for not daring.

It's all right now, Liu Wuxie has already offered the condition, let's see if you dare to agree.

"Senior Brother Yin, don't worry, Liu Wuxie obviously said this on purpose to force us to give up."

Several Qinghongmen disciples stood up and cheered for Yin Jingwu.

Liu Wuxie said this on purpose, the purpose is very simple, to force Qing Hongmen to give up this piano competition.

"Yes, it must be so!"

Zhou Liang thought the same way, wishing Yin Jingwu would agree quickly.

If he can win against Liu Wuxie, he will be a great hero of Qinghongmen, saving face for everyone, and his status in Qinghongmen will leapfrog in the future.

Even Qiu Baihao lost in the hands of Liu Wuxie, he won, and his status might even surpass Qiu Baihao.

With so many people instigated, Yin Jingwu would be hard-pressed to ride a tiger. If he refuses to agree, he will probably have a reputation of being as timid as a mouse.

These people present are all young leaders of the three major sects. If word spreads, Yin Jingwu will have no face to face others in the future.

He still vividly remembered the matter of using Qiu Baihao, but when it was his turn, he acted like a coward.

In order to save Qinghongmen's face, Fan Yongfu even involved his own cultivation. What right do you Yin Jingwu have to refuse.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Yin Jingwu gritted his teeth and agreed to Liu Wuxie's condition.

If Liu Wuxie wins, he will abolish his cultivation base. If Zhou Liang wins, he will abolish Liu Wuxie's cultivation base with his own hands.

"Sign it!"

Liu Wuxie wrote a life and death document and handed it to Yin Jingwu. Once signed, the life and death curse was formed.