Gu Qingyang didn't know where the people were, but his piano sound was endless, and he attacked people's hearts more and more.
At this moment, the artistic conception of the plucked strings has changed again.
In the eyes of everyone, it seems that the world is peaceful, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and all living beings laugh and live in harmony.
There are no demons and ghosts at work, no misfortune, on the earth, the beauty of the earth is touching, the world is peaceful, and the immortal mansion is unharmed.
Heaven and earth, the beautiful scenery is picturesque.
Who doesn't yearn for this kind of world
Who doesn't want them without any worries
But the world, how can one day be too peaceful, the evil races are extinct, there are still people who do harm to the world, there are also the Demon Dao Alliance, and the two major cults. Up to now, it seems that it has faintly and the Demon Dao, Heavenly Dao, and three legs.
"Unexpectedly... Gu Qingyang, regardless of his personality, he is worthy of the word Qindi. The sound of the Qin really made my heart move."
Zhang Xuanpu sat at a table with Luo Xingchen, Li Dong, and Li Jiuhuan, like a family, drinking wine, fascinated by the sound of the piano that plucked the heartstrings.
With one hand resting on one's cheek, alcohol is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.
Luo Xingchen was tasting the wine, thinking in his heart. At this time, Gu Qingyang, he lacked a little sentiment, he didn't have these leisurely elegance, and there was almost nothing else except cultivation every day.
Sadly, if Gu Qingyang didn't go the wrong way, his image would be the dream lover in the hearts of many women.
Even if Gu Qingyang traveled all over the world, he would not worry about his family members.
And he, apart from talent, how many people can he attract
Sure enough, God, it's fair, the way of heaven must be flawed, and there is no best of both worlds.
"No matter how good it sounds, it can't change what he did."
When Li Jiuhuan thought of Yu Wentao and their passing away, he couldn't help but want to kill Gu Qingyang.
"This battle is going to be over, ready to end."
When Zhang Xuanpu heard the sound of the piano, he had a hunch, and he handed Luo Xingchen a kit.
Luo Xingchen caught it, and Zhang Xuantu motioned him not to open it too soon.
Zhang Xuanpu's current status is Luo Xingchen's right-hand man and his brains.
After a while, Yue Wushuang and Li Xuan ran over and kicked Luo Xingchen's legs on the table.
"Your sister is very uncomfortable, don't you persuade her? Seeing Huang Juetian, she felt sad when she thought of Huang Peng."
Yue Wushuang knows that Luo Xingchen and Jian Jinghong have deep affection between her sister and brother.
Before Jian Jinghong was frustrated, Luo Xingchen always comforted her and dragged her back.
Li Xuan also pursed her mouth: "Brother Chen, you still know about drinking, you don't know how sad Sister Jinghong is now?"
Luo Xingchen looked indifferent, and sighed: "I can't persuade... Life is rare, affectionate, and sad. If a person who uses the most affection, loses his loved one, he will die.
Go and tell her, don't worry, I will let Huang Peng come back sooner or later. "
Li Xuan made a grimace: "Huh, you know how to speak big words!"
The two sisters could only go back and accompany Jian Jinghong in a hurry.
Luo Xingchen had many thoughts.
He asked Zhang Xuantu: "Huang Juetian, I took a look, he is deeply hidden. Do you know how he is against the sky?"
Zhang Xuanpu smiled and said, "Hehe, what is against the sky? He doesn't need to be against the sky. He is the destiny of heaven. God is good to him. Maybe, he is a shuntian."
Luo Xingchen heard these words and slowly savored that there are very few people in this world who can carefree and respond to people in the sky.
Perhaps Huang Juetian is the emperor of the true dragon.
If you are not born, you will be alive when you are born.
Some people just don't need to show their talents, just aura can make people feel terrible.
Huang Juetian is such a person.
"I have been hearing about Huoli, who is Huoli, and I heard that Lu Le will arrange for her to take action in the next battle."
Luo Xingchen began to inquire about the knowledgeable and talented Zhang Xuantu again.
Zhang Xuanpu drank the tea and said calmly: "She will appear on the stage and you will see it."
At this time, Jiuque Immortal Mansion, a light and shadow, as plain as water.
Snatching to Xianfu, his perseverance is already fascinating.
Speaking of this person, one has to talk about Luo Xingchen.
Back then, it was Luo Xingchen who took him away from the wild, and since then his life has been completely changed.
Amo, I'm back!
Jiuqu galaxy is full of nine days, endless wildness is in the world, wildness is suffering and people are calm, and a bright star falls into the sky.
A Mo was determined to be a martial artist throughout his life.
His spiritual seal is nine rocks.
He appeared on the stage, maybe not too many people cared.
But Luo Xingchen, Qi Lin and Yao Ren were extremely surprised and excited.
All in plain clothes, not gorgeous. He looks mediocre and inconspicuous, but no matter how he looks, it can be pleasing to the eye.
A Mo has disappeared for more than a thousand years, and since the evil was cleared, he has disappeared.
No way, the spiritual world is too big, everyone has a different direction, and it's impossible to stay together all the time.
"Brother Chen, where is the challenge?"
It’s been a long time, but this is A Mo’s first question.
People have to be convinced, this is a fighting madman born for war.
Many people practiced just to prove that he is excellent, and Amo cultivates only to learn from each other's strengths, to fight against each other, and to defeat stronger opponents time and time again.
He has also failed, but at the same level, he has not failed.
"I have won three games, A Mo, you have lost weight..."
When Luo Xingchen saw A Mo, he seemed to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes.
"How is the record?"
Amo asked again.
"You have won all three games, so don't worry! You come back, they have another headache."
Regarding A Mo, Luo Xingchen can only give him one evaluation-God of War.
Once faced with an invulnerable evil race, Amo can also turn a good fortune.
His fighting power is terrible.
Amo returned, and his cultivation was the fourth calamity.
In the past thousand years, Amo has only improved by two calamities.
"No matter what, I am coming back this time to fight these monsters and monsters decisively. I will run out of three opportunities."
Amo was generous, sitting beside them.
He sniffed with his nose, couldn't help but poured a glass of wine and started tasting it.
"Good wine!"
He seems to be immune to Gu Qingyang's piano sound.
A Mo never liked those delusions of vain head and brain, only down-to-earth, step by step.
"Have you seen my dad all these years?"
Luo Xingchen missed his father very much, but Luo Tian seemed to have disappeared for more than a thousand years.
Ling Jian Luo Shi, Luo Xingchen came to visit, but he couldn't see Luo Tian.
"No, I haven't seen anyone in these years."
A Mo's answer is very strange.
"Did you go to the wilderness?"
Luo Xingchen teased, A Mo smiled, picked up the cup, and drank some more wine.
"I went to six of the ten chaos forbidden zones and realized a brand new martial art."
"puff!"
Luo Xingchen was shocked by the rare occasion, and sprayed A Mo with a sip of tea.
A Mo didn't care, wiped the tea, calm and calm.
"Uncle, you are such a lunatic!" With his eyes gleaming, Li Jiuhuan was impressed with admiration.
In the Chaos Forbidden Zone, how many people can break into one in their lifetime, even if it is great, A Mo has broken through six in a row!
This should be a record.
"Ahem, Brother Luo, I think your father will be back soon, and your friends will be back soon. Don't worry."
Zhang Xuanpu reminded Luo Xingchen that Luo Tian was coming back soon.
Luo Xingchen nodded and looked at A Mo again: "A Mo, what did you find in the Chaos Forbidden Zone?"
A Mo immediately became serious, and said solemnly: "I found... In the Void God Realm, some of the true gods who once sat in the seat of the world are not dead!"
"Boom!"
As soon as Luo Xingchen used his force, the table collapsed, magnificent and thunderous in all directions.
It is another rare thing that is earth-shattering, the spiritual world is getting more and more people, and it is hard to see clearly.
Even Zhang Xuantu was taken aback and became ignorant.
The secret is not to be divulged, there are some things that he hasn't been able to figure out yet.
But Zhang Xuanpu would remember A Mo's words.
"Everyone, it's almost time to rest. Sorry, it took a lot of time for everyone. Now, Fang Huoli is about to come on stage. Please, prepare to meet."
The old man from the Palace of Bliss announced the start of the fourth round.
And, he said: "Considering everyone, they may not be Huoli's opponents, so the rules are temporarily changed.
Huoli has ten chances, but she doesn't kill, only talks to you.
For this battle, score ten points. "
The words of the old man in the Palace of Bliss caused some disdain.
"Hmph, these guys, the rules are yours, you guys change around, don't play at all!"
"He is laughing at us, where is Huoli! I am Ling Qianjun of the Sword Emperor Pavilion! I will hack her to death!"
A gathering place for sword repairs in the spirit world, the sword imperial pavilion, an imperial force.
Ling Qianjun is the saint son of the Sword Emperor Pavilion and possesses the law of swordsmanship.
He couldn't wait, he couldn't help but he went on stage, so everyone outside the phantom mirror could see his aura, slowly dispersing throughout the 100,000-square-meter ring. The shadows of the sword were everywhere, the wind was moving and thundering, and the hurricane was roaring.
"Juggling, get out of—"
The voice of a Miao Man woman was very beautiful, and she said softly, with the most secretive power, all the knife shadows, visions, all shattered, Ling Qianjun had been knocked before he saw what the opponent looked like. Fei, directly smashed through the barrier from the stage of life and death, and rolled down.
At this time, everyone saw that in the glow of the sun, she was wearing fairy clothes and colored silk, dumping all sentient beings, she couldn't do anything, she looked back and smiled, the world was overshadowed, and the flowers were ashamed of themselves, and they would wither if they couldn't bloom.
Her temperament is elegant and noble, touching and intriguing.
"Hiss—what kind of trick, isn't it suppressed? How could it be possible? Ling Qianjun was defeated before seeing anyone!"
Jialou broke the sky, Yang Qionghai, Yue Yourou, the arrogance of these times, their eyes widened, and they were dumbfounded.
The first time this happened, the enemy had already been defeated if no one arrived!
With such a simple sentence "get away", Ling Qianjun was so overwhelmed that he really rolled away.
She has a dignified manner, her red lips outline a stunning arc, and her eyebrows are frowned in an instant: "Jumping beam clown, wasting my chance."
Luo Xingchen, Jian Jinghong, and A Mo were extremely solemn the moment they saw her, and regarded her as a true opponent.
"She doesn't seem to be an ordinary heaven and earth aura, Brother Chen, is there someone like you who transforms her way into her own?"
Jian Jinghong looked back at Luo Xingchen, opened his small mouth, and Luo Xingchen smiled bitterly: "Maybe, I can't tell."