Chapter 149

If it wasn't for Yin Lu, a quarrel would be inevitable.

"You two are really good at bullying people!" Yang Fan said with a smile. He looked at the Qin in Yin Lu's hand and said calmly, "you should listen to this song carefully."

They immediately straightened up their posture.

"Mo Ruyu, do you know who your opponent is?" Yang Fan asked.

Mo Ruyu disdains, "who can win me except elder brother?"

Yang Fan couldn't help looking at the young man sitting in the corner, because before he came, he had a look at the odds ratio of all the people. Only he was the closest to the top three of them. If he lost, he would lose by 1.2, and if he won, he would lose by 1.1, that is to say, he was a must win.

Back to my mind, the melodious sound of the piano has sounded on the stage, sometimes as loud as the rain, sometimes as whispering.

The melodious sound of the piano makes everyone yearn for it. They close their eyes and enjoy the beauty of the music. When the piano enters people's ears, it's like entering a gentle village. Most of them see what they are missing.

Childhood, parents, love are everything.

I can't help sighing that this is Yin Lu, who has the strength to compete with that head despite the lowest ranking,

No one will question why a martial arts contest will play this song. They all know that this song is doomed to win and lose.

All of a sudden, the man standing still got up. He didn't seem to be moved by the sound of the piano.

Straight to Yin Lu.

Yin Lu Xiu's music is a magic instrument, a magic art and a falsehood.

She didn't practice the killer piano, so this time she lost.

No matter how touching and admirable her piano sound is this time, it's useless, because as long as the opponent is not out of her control, it's useless, even extremely dangerous.

The man came to her and pressed Yin Lu's hand.

"You lost."

Yin Lu looks at the man in despair. Since Yang Fan moved her mind, she has been more diligent in practice, but it seems useless.

Poof!

The blood dyed the piano crimson.

The piano stopped. After this time, it seems that she can't continue to play.

Because her mood is gone.

Jean will be her nightmare.

With a stab, the string broke. As the three treasures of the clan, duobaoqin seemed to roar, thinking that the player was a waste.

Su zihuai looked at it and said, "the winner is the woods."

Mulinzi stepped down from the stage, and no one knew which talent he was.

But I will know later.

After the war, I don't know how many zongmen will come to him. He is a young man with simple clothes and dark skin.

Mulinzi returned to his seat. Next to him was the last young man. The young man admired him.

"You are so good!" The young man exclaimed that Mulinzi just looked at each other with a smile, and then looked down at the challenge arena.

The joy on the youth's face disappeared in a flash.

"Who's going to play big brother if he wins a game?" The youth thought.

There's no suspense about the next few scenes. The man who changed his signature with Liang Bawang was finally won by an unknown man.

No one thought of this, because many people still know the terror power of that man.

Today's martial arts competitions are quite unexpected. What was originally thought to be wonderful has become stone scissors and paper, while the most underappreciated one is extremely wonderful.

The last scene of the seven games is mo Ruyu to the youth. Because of the sudden disappearance of overlord Liang, he is naturally regarded as a loser.

On the stage of the contest, the young people were respectful and submissive.

"My name is gongshanshui, you remember!" The tone of the youth is flat, but there is always a murderous atmosphere.

"I don't need to remember your name because you're going to lose." Mo Ruyu pulls out bone spurs.

"Hum, you and me, we don't know who will win or lose." The total landscape disdains a way, he pulled out the brush behind him, "today we draw a Fu together, see who is more powerful!"

All of a sudden, he burst out a magnificent aura. Yang Fan frowned slightly. Although it was very weak, he could be sure that what he sent out was congenital breath.

This is absolutely impossible. In the past, they survived the afterlife. These days, at most, they can only be promoted to the peak of the afterlife. They can't be born all at once.

And it is not a weak congenital initial state, but a congenital middle state.

Yang Fan didn't know who would win the duel. Suddenly, a man with slight white temples was beside him.

"Only contestants can sit here!" Yang Fan reminds a way.

"I'm his master. I'm afraid of farting." The middle-aged man's anger is bad.

"I told him to study Chinese characters well, or he would not be like this. But do you think it's strange that his cultivation is growing too fast?"

"It's really growing too fast." Yang Fan took a look at the others. "Except for a few of them, the rest have changed, but I think their cultivation is unstable, so there is a different conspiracy behind my affair!" Then Yang Fan looks at Gong Yu and the old woman. It must have something to do with them.

Back to his senses, he was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him.

Because gongshanshui is writing a death talisman.

Suddenly, it was dark, and there were dark clouds and thunders.

"There must be something wrong with the child, and he may not be able to write it out." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"In those days, Chen Pingping killed three major gates with one death talisman. Today I will let you know how terrible my death talisman is!"

Mo Ruyu was startled by this scene.

It's getting dark.

The old woman grinned and shook her head as if she knew the ending.

All of a sudden, there was thunder and lightning in the arena.

Thunder and lightning suddenly came down from the sky.

Death talisman itself is not allowed by heaven and earth, no one knows why, even Yang Fan is so, but he knows some secrets.

Boom!

One such as arm hit thunder down, let hit in the side of the total landscape.

I photographed the ferocious appearance of Gongshan.

"One step away, one step away!"

The thunder in the sky suddenly circled and finally dissipated.

"It's done!" A total of landscape painting of the last hook, can vanish all the dead Fu issued a dazzling white light.

"You die, die!" The surface of Gongshan is hideous, but suddenly the talisman disappears and turns into smoke.

The sky suddenly clear, a total of mountains and rivers fell to the ground, those who bet can finally take a breath, only this last they are earned.

Mo Ruyu, who is preparing to move his sword, looks at the smoke all over his face.

He took the sword back, and it was too easy for him to win.

After this match, the next one will be half a month later.

No matter whether you win or lose, you will be flattered by some families. After all, there are few talents in this remote place.