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Xiyuan looked at the ring below, and the brother next to him asked, "What's the matter with this one you brought back?"

Before waiting for an answer, he asked again, "Can he play the piano?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no answer in the ear, the senior brother turned his head, seeing that Xi Yuan kept his eyes on the bottom, he knocked on the desk between the two of them irritably, "Say something."

Xiyuan flirted with him, "I have nothing to say."

"...You really brought back a trouble. The master is right, you ordered the four apprentices to commit crimes, and there is only a sign that something will happen. If you want to enter the sect, you may not know what happened." Listening to the discussion below, the senior brother, Glancing at the referee who announced the start of the fight, he turned his head and stared fiercely at his junior, "Seriously, you can promise me that you will never accept him as an apprentice!"

Xiyuan didn't promise easily, but said, "I have a sense of proportion."

The referee steps down.

In the eyes of everyone, one big and one small stood and looked at each other.

Bie He sat down cross-legged, took out the guqin from the storage ring and placed it on his knees, the weight and pressure on the flesh made him feel at ease, and in an instant, his expression changed.

Be serious and focus.

Brushing over the texture of the sycamore wood, the touch of his fingertips rubbing the wood made his impetuous heart gradually sink, and his distracting thoughts gradually disappeared. He raised his eyes and looked opposite.

The child's expression was light, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking on his face.But judging from the lack of rigidity in the three-headed body as round as a lotus root, the child is not nervous about fighting; those dark eyes told Bie He that it is impossible for him to make a sound of begging for mercy and admitting defeat.

In this way, we can only make a quick decision to get the child off the stage...

Bie He bowed his head, raised his hand, and swept across the seven strings.

"Keng--"

"Keng Keng—"

"Keng Keng Keng Keng—"

The sound rose suddenly, sharp and sharp, without any step-by-step prelude, the opening was the piercing sound of Jin Ming and Iron Xiao, running through the audience...

The sound waves sway...

A cold light suddenly appeared, like a sharp knife slashing towards the opposite side...

"Qinyi! It's Qinyi!" The onlookers were shocked.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! Under this kind of wheel battle, Bie He still retains his strength!"

"It is said that the sword intent is difficult to practice, but the piano intent is ten times as good. There is no one worthy of a great reputation, and his piano intent is as real as it is at a young age, and his understanding is really amazing."

Bie He directly threw out his hole cards, no matter how powerful the child is, after all, at that age, Yue Mo has just touched the door of qi refining, even if he loses, he is brave and not wronged, but Bie He is more likely to leave a bad name of bullying the small .

There is no suspense in this competition.

Everyone thought about it, turned their heads to look at the other side, the child didn't take out any musical instrument, stood alone with his small body, and closed his eyes.

The first wave hit the side of the child's face, the temple hair was just blown up by the wind, and was cut off by Qin Yi in a blink of an eye, the broken hair brushed the cheek and fell down.

The child's face remained unchanged.

It wasn't the expected picture of backing back again and again in fright, with his body motionless and nailed to the ground.

The second batch of sound waves hit, and the approaching clanging sound poured into the ear canal. The child's ears trembled slightly, and the veins on his forehead twitched at high frequency.

The onlookers frowned and pursed their lips. Sure enough, the next moment, the sound covered the upper body of the child and the child trembled slightly. A cold light loomed and smashed into the child's chest cavity.

"Stupid! Why doesn't he hide!" Someone looked at the child's pale face and couldn't bear it.

Under the torment of the third wave of music, the child's subcutaneous veins began to emerge, revealing a slight ferocity.

When the meaning of the piano penetrated into the abdomen, the child's slender waist, which could be grasped by both palms, bent, presumably because of abdominal cramps, but still stood still, not hiding at all.

Bie He frowned and looked at, what is this plot?

Looking for abuse?

Compassion arose in his heart, Bie He's eyes became firmer, and the music under his palm became sharper, with a mighty momentum, wave after wave, he covered the child.

"Farewell to the crane..." The senior brother saw the child's frail body trembling like a leaf falling in the wind, he couldn't stand it any longer.

Xiyuan looked through the bamboo curtain and looked down.

When others frowned, his eyebrows stretched quietly like distant mountains; when others lowered their faces, his complexion was as dazzling as the sun, moon and stars; It was very ordinary, and there was nothing cruel or cruel about it.

Even the gaze looking down is as light as a feather, as if inattentive, as if wandering elsewhere, faint, unable to guess the thoughts in it.

It's just that if you look closely, you can find that his posture has not moved for a long time. At this time, even if he sneaks a kiss, he will not respond.Therefore, he waited for a long time before explaining to the closed disciples.

"Xi Shuang is too tolerant, it is impossible to admit defeat, the longer it drags on, the more damage she will suffer, and she will be covered in bruises. Bie He saw this and wanted to show the difference in strength to shock and force Xi Shuang back."

"Okay, Bie He understands it, why is this kid like this? Is it because he is bored and joins in the fun to seek abuse? Or because you said that you have already accepted Bie He and refused to accept him, are you stubborn?"

These reasons are stupid, but if it weren't for this...

It is too disturbing to be so difficult to see through at such a young age.The coolness from the soles of the senior brother's feet penetrated into the bottom of my heart, extinguishing that bit of pity...

A wave of waves hit.

The child is like a sapling destroyed by a violent storm, bending a little bit, curling up, trembling, and the branches and leaves are broken, affecting the whole audience...

"Can't he beg for mercy?"

"Why are you on stage?"

"Why bother to come..."

Anxious concerns sounded from all around.

Don't stop the sound of the crane.

With a straight and handsome face, his facial features were almost stiff, he watched the child in front of him spitting out a mouthful of blood numbly, set his heart down and tried his best.

Layers of sound waves piled up, and the sound of the piano was vast, like a snow mountain capsized. Before the rolling snow, the child looked extremely insignificant, and was about to be completely swallowed up.

Qin Xiu has delicate and rich emotions, the soft-hearted female cultivator screamed shortly, and the worried male cultivator sighed and sighed.

Just at this time, the child who did not hide or dodge finally opened his eyes.

Eyes like midnight, unfathomable.

But as others said.Lu Hanshuang's body has no foundation, even if he practices hard day and night in a place with the most spiritual power, he has just entered the door of refining qi.In the mid-stage of Bie He's Qi refining, if he wanted to honestly fight for strength, he had no chance of winning.

Can only take the risk.

The sound of the piano falling in the snow poured down his head, but this time, the sound waves did not distort his flesh and make his face hideous. The falling snow seemed to turn into moist water, flowing warmly all over his body. He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and his pale face slowly recovered rosy.

Qinyi Lengfeng also turned into a fish in the water, swimming slowly.

The onlookers stared blankly.

"……How is this going?"

Bie He was also puzzled.

It's just that the inner palace is exhausted and needs to be recuperated for a while, so he stops his hands, his fingertips tremble non-stop due to exhaustion, the strings of the piano vibrate slightly, his legs under the piano are numb, and he still can't stand up.

He raised his eyes and looked not far away.

The roaring sound that was originally like an avalanche has turned into the sound of gurgling water, which lingers around the child, and the melody is melodious, quite pleasant.

The child slowly straightened up, his legs were still weak, but he walked carefully and slowly step by step, towards Bie He.

The sound force wrapped around the child also approached, if the stream flowed, the sound of water gradually approached.

While the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief for the child, they were confused and communicated with each other, whispering constantly.They didn't understand why the child made a fuss before, but now that the situation has turned around, they still don't understand how it happened, and what the child wants to do?

Lu Hanshuang stood in front of Bie He.

Before Bie He got up, he looked up at him, motionless, or rather, he had no strength left to move.

Lu Hanshuang endured the pain to understand Bie He's voice, and finally waited for this golden opportunity. He lowered his eyes and looked down on him.

"Your inner palace is overdrawn. If you want to recover, you probably need a stick of incense."

Bie He had a bad feeling.

I saw the child's fingertips move slightly, and the range was very small. Even though he was so close, he almost didn't notice it.He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but his throat seemed to be tightly blocked, and he couldn't utter a word.

Bie He's face changed slightly.

"You can only be slaughtered now, and you have no power to fight back." After Lu Hanshuang finished speaking, she looked away lightly and stopped paying attention to him.

As if he had lost value.Bie He's heart sank.

Sure enough, the next moment, the child looked up at the seats of several peak masters, stopped at the position where Xi Yuan showed his face, and poured spiritual power into his voice.

"...You said that you only have three apprentices, but?"

Across the bamboo curtain, Xi Yuan seemed to meet the eyes of the little child, and before he realized what it meant, the child underneath had already moved.

The sound force that wraps around the child turns into strings of sound lines, covering Bie He's face and limbs, piercing into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose...

Bie He seemed to be covered by countless dense poisonous insects, and it seemed that long insects crawled into the eyes, ears, nose and nose, and penetrated deep into the body.

Bie He's face began to contort, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were gradually bleeding...

In the blood-smeared field of vision, the child in front of him had the same emotionless face as before, immature, white, and clean, but a pair of unfathomable black eyes made him shudder, and a wave of fear filled his heart.

"Ho ho, ho ho..." He opened and closed his lips, trying to cry out for help, but he couldn't speak.

The faces of the onlookers in the arena all changed suddenly, their eyes flicked back and forth between the two contestants, the referee, and the peak master, and their eyes were not enough.

Xi Yuan gradually straightened his back, sat upright, and saw that Bie He's life was hanging by a thread, his eyes were full of thought, he was still gentle and not anxious.

Brother Bie Que from the same school immediately got up and wanted to run to the stage, but was stopped by sister Bie Ying, "Did you forget the rules?"

"But junior brother..."

Bie Ying signaled to the above, "Look, Master hasn't spoken yet."

Don't look at the high seats.All twelve of the masters of the Thirteen Peaks lifted the bamboo curtains, looked at the two contestants, and at Xiyuan.Xiyuan's rolled bamboo curtain still covered her face tightly.

Before everyone could wait for Xi Yuan to express his opinion, Lu Hanshuang spoke out first.

"Since your rule of hitting the three disciples cannot be broken..."

The little boy looked at Xi Yuan's position.

The immature child's voice carried the softness and frailty that a child should have, but did not have the slightest innocence and kindness that a child should have. The tone was flat and resounded through the audience.

He said, "Then I'll kill him, so you can take another apprentice?"

The audience was in an uproar!Although the child is just a statement without emotion, the coldness and coldness in it are already creepy.

Bie He's face lost all color, Bie Que's expression changed dramatically, and Bie Ying, who was holding Bie Que, also had a face full of disbelief, her eyes were terrified, she couldn't believe how a cute and cute child turned into such a monster all of a sudden these days?

The referee was a little hesitant, seeing Bie He's frightened face but unable to speak out to end the fight, wanted to go on stage to interrupt the farce, and caught a glimpse of the two names next to him on the life-and-death covenant confirmed by the Dao of Heaven, but he still didn't stand up after all.

Just as Xiyuan opened his lips, Lu Hanshuang frowned slightly, and made another sound.

"However, my rule is not to hurt the innocent, and I really don't want to make an exception. Comparing the two sides, Shangxian Xiyuan made an exception and accepted me."

The little man raised his head, his soft black hair was sprinkled with a blood-colored halo by the setting sun, covering his delicate appearance, making it dazzling.

He added, "You have half a stick of incense to think about it."

Before Bie He recovers.

Xiyuan didn't think about it, "If I don't accept it, what will happen to you?"

The voice is warm, the tone is leisurely, without any haze and heaviness.Like white clouds and gray dogs, impermanence is hidden in the clear and warm, but it is difficult for the world to detect.

Lu Hanshuang raised her eyes, her face was expressionless, "Just give me a handkerchief, as the seven orifices bleed, it's not beautiful."

Lu Hanshuang lowered his eyes, looking at Bie He, whose eyes widened and pupils constricted, who was about to faint from fright.

"Acquaintance, you can't let you go too ugly."

This tone seemed to be a great gift from heaven.

In the ears of everyone, it is already a blatant threat!So bold!It has been a long time since anyone dared to confront the Immortal Xiyuan like this. He was still a young child. When the monks thought about the rumors about the child's life experience, they felt that this child was extraordinary, even cruel.

"...Is everyone in the world ants?"

Xi Yuan's whisper was inaudible.

Behind the bamboo curtain, the corners of the lips of the man in Tsing Yi bloom like spring flowers, and the spring color dazzles his eyes.

He never imagined that after living for so long, he would meet someone of the same kind, who was still so childish, interesting, and interesting.

The senior brother next to him inadvertently caught a glimpse of him unconsciously firing randomly, his eyelids twitched, "Your little apprentice is about to die, and you are still in the mood to laugh?"

Xi Yuan looked back, the smile in his eyes faded away, only the unchanging gentleness remained, "Senior brother thinks that I should break the rules and rescue Bie He."

"No, no, how can the rules of the Xiaoyaohui be broken casually after holding it for so long? I can't afford to lose that face!"

Xiyuan said again, "Then take him as a disciple as Xishuang said."

The voice is warm, but there is a feeling that it is too bright to look up and find out.

The senior brother shook his head quickly, "This is even worse! How precious your life is! Thousands of other cranes can't compare to it."

"If there is no other way, then wait."

"Wait for what?"

"...Wait until I think about it carefully." Xi Yuan raised his head, looking outside the bamboo curtain, under the sunlight, he looked like a little child bathed in blood.

He was not in a hurry, and the child who frightened the others so that his face changed repeatedly did not show any signs of anxiety. He looked calm and waited quietly.

Xiyuan's other hand subconsciously brushed against his knee. Although he couldn't walk, he was sensitive. The ugly and atrophied muscle contour under his palm brought him back to his senses, and he looked down at the pair of naturally disabled legs.

A trace of strangeness suddenly appeared in the gentle and calm eyes, and soon disappeared.

The senior brother next to him seemed to be aware of it, and after a glance, Xiyuan's eyes had returned to a tepid warmth, and he couldn't see any thoughts, as if he had no thoughts at all.