Worrying about having sex with myself every day

"It's coming! It's coming! It's Yedian!" As usual, the crowd first cheered excitedly.

"It's as strong as a monster! He has already defeated three Nascent Soul teams! It's really scary!" Many people exclaimed. marvel.

"It's not necessarily this time~" Amidst the cheers and exclamations, the clear and loud negative voice of the young man seemed particularly conspicuous.

"Boy! What are you talking about?" Arinoden's fans expressed their dissatisfaction, glaring fiercely at the boy, as if they would fight if they disagreed with each other.

The young man showed no fear at all, and was even satisfied with the attention of the people around him. He said with a smile, "Because his next opponent team is Tianyin Palace, and there is also the young master of Tianyin Palace in it."

The crowd was silent for a moment, and someone who didn't know why asked, "Is the young master of Tianyin Palace very high?"

The boy shook his head: "It's not high, but it's in the mid-stage Golden Core."

"Isn't that the same as Yedian? Yedian is no problem against Nascent Soul mid-stage, but afraid of Golden Core mid-stage?" People who didn't know the situation asked eagerly.

The young man snorted: "Drunk and dreamed to die in Tianyin, the reincarnation of Huangquan is only one string. The group attack of Tianyin Palace is the most powerful in Qianlong Continent. It changes people's thoughts and moods through the melody, and makes you die happily without knowing it." It's extremely easy, you said, what should you do if you lose your fighting spirit in the battle?"

The boy's first poem is the purpose of Tianyin Palace, the music that controls the mind, no wonder it is scary, "Then turn off the five senses, can't you just listen?"

"Sound, the law that everything listens to. When the momentum and aura around you are all affected by the rhythm, how can the mind be unaffected? As long as there is a slight gap, it will be a huge loophole in the battle." The answer this time is not A boy, but a middle-aged uncle.

"Then Tianyin Palace is invincible? But these years, Tianyin Palace is not famous?" A young female cultivator asked curiously.

At this time, a masked woman beside her spoke, her voice was as mellow as a yellow warbler: "How can it be so easy to learn to manipulate the voice of all things? Talent, hard work, and timing are all indispensable, but this time we can hear the voice of the young lady." The Lord's Tianyin did not come to the Fengyun Conference in vain, because he can."

An Qing stood in the crowd, listening to the non-stop discussion of the people around him, and secretly agreed with the woman who concealed her face. If he remembered correctly, Tianyin Palace will be the leader of the Fengyun Conference team competition from this year onwards Three times, his fame shocked the mainland, which also led to the great influence of the Tianyin Palace's palace change. Countless people sighed unceasingly. They never thought that he would be able to watch the "green years" of his former best friend.

"Why don't you just play a little song, and I can also play magic sounds. If Qingqing wants to hear it, you can come to me anytime." An Zhenji quietly approached An Qing and said, but suffering from the existence of the isolation formation, he would Unable to reach out and pat An Qing's shoulder, he leaned forward desperately with his upper body alone, his movements looked a bit weird.

Is it really good to boast around the beam with magic voice?An Qing complained in her heart, shook her head, and said tactfully: "No, I don't understand anyway."

It’s true that Ling Tianyuan has played the piano to Anqing and Niu countless times. Anqing has only one goal, and that is to try not to let himself fall asleep. Ling Tianyuan’s tranquility song is really super like a lullaby, agreed The effects of refreshing, physical and mental pleasure are automatically invalid, but it is also true to sleep well.

The headmaster watched An Zhenji roll around beside An Qing, but couldn't get close to An Qing, expressed 1 praises for An Qing's wit, and saw the flash of nostalgia in An Qing's eyes, He frowned slightly, and quickly let go, it's okay, Ling Tianyuan with 007 is no longer the Ling Tianyuan An Qing knew.

After a while, when the photo stone lights up, the square is quiet, and the game begins!

There are a total of seven people in the team of Tianyin Palace, but the highest is only in the late stage of Jindan. It is understandable if you think about it. The uniform martial arts clothing is also eye-catching.

Mostly it is the sound attack. None of the three women and four men are wearing strong clothes or bunts, which is a little less sassy and more feminine. The three women are all dressed in neon dresses, the main color is light blue, With silvery white borders, a smokey purple light silk that is about ten feet long is wrapped around her arm, and she is wearing a complicated and beautiful flying fairy bun. With a smile, the woman on the left is pretty, the woman on the right is gorgeous, and the woman in the middle is gentle and beautiful.

The four men behind him were all dressed in ice blue satin robes, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns on the snow-white piping, with long jet black hair scattered to their waists, and two of them tied a blue ribbon loosely at the end of their hair. The other two wore an exquisite emerald headdress pinned to their heads, their long sleeves were swinging, and they looked like they were walking leisurely.

Some of them were standing, some were sitting on the ground, each holding their own musical instruments, the seven of them had completely different musical instruments, pipa, dongxiao, xun, konghou, bamboo flute, zither and qin.

The one sitting in the middle of the floor is Ling Tianyuan, with his head lowered and his bare hands on the strings. He obviously doesn't have that delicate headgear on his head, nor does he have any decent jewelry on his body. Just sitting like that, he looks very luxurious. , Even the eyebrows and eyes are full of elegance, An Qing watched, his eyes suddenly widened, making Tianyuan's piano change...

Although Anqing said that he was always sleepy when listening to the music, he still knew about Ling Tianyuan's precious Qin. The qin on Ling Tianyuan's lap is clearly made of jade, the color is white and translucent, it seems to be radiant.

"It's enough for me to be dyed with ink in this life." Although An Qing laughed at Ling Tianyuan who always called himself "me" when he said this, which didn't sound good to his ears, but he was just talking verbally. Smile knowingly, now, where is your ink stain?

An Qing couldn't help sighing, and at this juncture, Ye Dian Hao Yan also entered the arena, still in the flamboyant golden and white outfit and white feather cloak, when he saw a group of picturesque seven people, his expression remained the same, his imposing manner remained the same fully open.

The crisp and melodious flute sounded first, full of vitality like the first touch of greenery in spring.

Then came the long and deep flute sound, one high and one low, forming a melody, as if to say that spring has finally come.

And when the sound of xun and the sound of konghou join in, spring really comes, which is the laziness and joy of the beginning of the recovery of all things.

Followed by the sound of the pipa, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers play their shadows. This is a night that belongs only to spring, soft and fresh with a little spring sadness.

What is this competition?It is clear that the sound of a song lingers around, and it is a fairyland in the ears. Everyone who hears it is immersed in the atmosphere created by this melody, relaxed and happy.

The ear-piercing sound of a broken flute woke people up from their sweet dreams. The woman playing the bamboo flute had a smear of blood dripping from her mouth, with only half of the bamboo flute left in her hand, she knelt down on the ground. His attack speed is really fast, and he attacked the woman's life gate in just a flash. If he hadn't focused on watching the competition instead of listening to the music, he wouldn't have been able to see that Yedian Haoyan injured someone with a melee attack.

Although the sound of the flute was interrupted, the other sounds did not stop, and the melodious sound of the zither also joined in. The sound of the song has also changed. The sudden violent storm, countless fallen flowers drifted with the wind and turned into spring mud to protect the flowers, full of resentment and weeping, but also with the vitality under the sadness, which is the hope brought by death.

An Qing noticed that some of the people who watched the competition were crying, but Ling Tianyuan's strings remained untouched.

An Qing stared at Ye Dian Haoyan, he moved, and when the song was being played most passionately and mournfully, this time three people fell down all at once, no, it was four people!Because only the sound of the zither is left.

And at this time, Ye Dian Haoyan was just like what An Qing had seen before, his steps were so fast that he couldn't see clearly, is this about to launch Dragon Slaying Jue again?Sure enough, the white feather cloak fluttered again, and the sound of the zither became intermittent, as if under heavy pressure.

"Then why didn't the Young Palace Master make a move? I was so anxious to see it." Someone among the crowd who woke up from the sound of the music said. The bright qin exudes a faint light, and against the drooping face, it is also as white as jade, like a banished fairy.

As soon as the sound of the piano became a melody, the crowd fell into silence again, this time they were shocked by the sound of the piano.

Fingers stir up waves and the world is startled, thunder and thunder suddenly see the rainbow, the sound of the piano is continuous, and the fighting spirit is bursting. It is completely different from the previous long song, full of murderous intent and determination, and there is hostility between the fingers.

Apparently, the sound of the piano was also controlled in a targeted manner. Although the crowd was shocked and palpitated, they did not appear to attack others. However, Ye Dian Haoyan, who was facing the sound of the piano, happened to be attacking, and the murderous sound of the piano was on the contrary. His steps were messed up, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. When the wind picked up, he turned into nothingness outside the piano, and he couldn't get close.

The victory and defeat have already been divided, there is only one song.

At the end of the song, Tian Yuan raised his head. There was neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes, no emotion and desire. An Qing met those slightly empty eyes, and the tip of his nose was sore. Suddenly, the sleepy song he was familiar with, and An elegant voice with a hint of exasperation: "How dare you fall asleep again for the Lord of the Palace?"

"The competition is over. This kid who plays the piano is not bad. It seems that he can make a lot of money." A low, slightly foolish voice sounded. The philistine smiled, and An Qing couldn't help whispering, "Traitor. Businessman."

"I'm doing business in a serious way, without slander." The leader's expression was exaggerated, but his heart was relieved.

"Qingqing, are they finished with the competition? Look at the roasted chicken leg I bought for you!" An Zhenji, who had been away for a while, suddenly appeared and handed over a roasted chicken leg. Hearing An Qing say "traitor, businessman," he felt heartbroken Yile, isn't that right, let him buy roasted chicken legs, and stand still!evil.business!

An Qing took the grilled chicken drumsticks, cumin flavored, delicious!