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Ningbei plays the Wutong Qin, and the artistic conception contained in the sound of the Qin.
It almost caused the entire Feng Family Manor to explode!
Everyone feels the sound of the piano.
Some people did not feel the artistic conception, but the terrifying murderous intention in the sound of the piano shocked all the warriors.
Many people approached the pavilion.
But Ningbei Fusin, someone was in the artistic conception of the piano.
This man is not a seven-foot man.
But a weak girl!
She is Yin Suyi.
Although Yin Suyi¡¯s face is a little pale, in the sound of Ningbei¡¯s piano, she is like a tough grass, standing stubbornly despite the wind and rain.
She is the only one who vaguely sees Xiao Ling in her artistic conception!
The balls of Beiliang sequence.
The most mysterious person!
Until today, the outside world does not know Dandan¡¯s identity.
Yin Suyi saw the ten ruthless people in Beiliang in the artistic conception of Ningbei's music, and everyone was very scary.
And the last character!
Ningbei didn¡¯t present his balls perfectly.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s intentional or if I just can¡¯t do it.
The terror of Dandan made Yin Suyi's hands and feet feel cold, and she felt an oppressive suffocation from her body.
Fortunately, Ning Bei had no murderous intentions, he just wanted to play the piano.
As for the people outside the pavilion who were injured, their willpower was not strong enough, and their mood was not enough, so they just tried to get in, and in the end they were hurt by the sound of the piano, and they were asking for trouble!
If you can¡¯t even bear the sound of the piano, then there¡¯s no need to see what¡¯s behind.
There was only one person in the audience who could feel the artistic conception.
It was Yin Suyi. As the rhythm of the piano music changed, she vaguely saw a mountain in her heart.
It is Liangshan.
There is a wooden house on the top of the mountain. Under an old tree, there is a wooden swing hanging. On it sits a beautiful girl in a white dress. Her facial features are very stunning, and she has an alluring appearance.
Yin Suyi vaguely understood that this was Sister Xiangxiang in Ning Bei's mouth.
It is very beautiful!
In the artistic conception of the sound of the piano, Yin Suyi spied the strength of the Northern Liang Army, and even saw Shan Xiangxiang's face.
The sound of the piano is still playing, and a large number of people have gathered around the pavilion.
Feng Shuang Ke was also alarmed, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Who is in the pavilion?"
"A dear friend of mine has disturbed Uncle Feng. I will apologize on his behalf!"
Yin Suyi is in the pavilion.
The pavilion is surrounded by curtains. Even a warrior cannot directly see the appearance of the people inside through the obstruction.
Feng Shuangke was suddenly startled. He didn't expect Yin Suyi to be in the pavilion.
He immediately laughed and said: "It doesn't matter. Since you are Su Yi's best friend, you are a distinguished guest of my Feng family. I will have someone send you some light tea and elegant wine later!"
"Thank you, Uncle Feng!"
Yin Suyi stood up and thanked her softly.
Other warriors spoke one after another: "As expected of Miss Yin's best friend, the sound of this piano is probably at the master level, it is really amazing!"
"His piano is at the Grand Master level!"
Yin Suyi is very serious.
The whole place was silent.
Even Feng Shuang Ke was shocked.
Who is the person playing the piano in the pavilion?
The great master of Qin Dao is not just a king figure!
At this moment, Ning Bei placed his hands flat on the piano, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Everyone looked at it.
Ning Bei chuckled: "Grandmaster of Qin Dao? Why aren't you!"
"Compared to you, plain clothes are so inferior!"
Yin Suyi said modestly.
The complimentary conversation between the two made people realize that the person who played the piano before was a man.
Shan Xin was silent in the distance, his mouth slightly twitching, knowing that the person speaking was his military leader!
He ran to the pavilion smoothly. Was he flirting with a girl?
Instead of doing business, he went to play the piano and flirt with a little girl.
Shan Xin¡¯s face turned dark, he is not here to play today!
The people around the pavilion have not dispersed yet.
A middle-aged, plump man suddenly said: "Grandmasters of Qin Dao are rare, but I didn't expect to see two of them today. Ying wants to ask, has my nephew offended you?"
"Who is your nephew?"
Yin Suyi stood up and gently opened the curtain, appearingIn front of everyone.
She bowed slightly to show her respect for these elders.
But no one here dared to show off, they were all returning the favor.
the reason is simple.
Yin Suyi is a great master of Qindao. There is no need to doubt her king-level strength.
She is twenty-three years old this year and is the jewel in the eye of the Yin family in Kyoto.
It can be said that she is the little princess of the Yin family, who is loved by thousands of people.
Finally, this year, he was successfully crowned king!
"Being crowned king at the age of twenty-three is indeed remarkable. In the future, he will definitely be a ninth-level warrior who will be crowned king."
Can you reach the top?
No one can guarantee that.
Because of the extreme level, too many talented people have been blocked.
Even if it¡¯s Ningbei, Kyoto doesn¡¯t want him to waste too much time at this bottleneck.
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A middle-aged, plump man, Ying Tianhe, is from the Ying family in the provincial capital, and behind him is a wealthy family from Kyoto.
Ying Tianhe is from Kyoto and is the core figure in the family hierarchy.
¡° Then Yin Suyi should know him.
But the two of them didn¡¯t know each other.
Ying Tianhe was furious: "Miss Yin, this matter has nothing to do with you. My nephew is the one who was injured just now while listening to you playing the piano outside the pavilion!"
"He spoke rudely and insulted my little brother's relatives. He ended up like this. He is really to blame!"
Yin Suyi has a quiet temperament and speaks softly.
Ying Tianhe¡¯s eyes showed anger and he shouted coldly: ¡°So, my nephew deserves this?¡±
¡°It¡¯s ridiculous, the people in my Ying family are not so weak and cheap that everyone can bully them!¡±
"I am one of the best in China, so what if I am a king?"
"I am worthy of being a member of the family, and there is no shortage of titles for me to be a king!"
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Ying Tianhe¡¯s clear words revealed his strong confidence.
Yin Suyi frowned, her lips parted slightly: "This little brother is my best friend!"
This sentence is attitude!
Feng Shuangke frowned: "Okay, Suyi, Trina, you don't have to argue. This little brother in the pavilion, when things have come to this point, isn't he going to come out and show his face?"
"You hide your head and show your tail, you have the courage to hurt others, but you don't have the courage to admit it?"
Ying Tianhe wants to stir up Ningbei.
Ning Bei in the pavilion slowly stood up with a chuckle, gently picked up the Beiwang Sword and wore it on his body. He did not pay attention to the people outside at all.
There were some dissatisfied people in the crowd around: "The warrior hiding behind the woman is pretending to be a king!"
"Could it be that you're afraid?" Others frowned.
A dignified king, if he only has this little courage.
It¡¯s a bit disappointing!
Old man Zhang smiled innocently, scratched his head, and whispered: "Young Master, how about I take action and kill them all on the spot for the crime of illegal gathering of people by warriors?"
This old man is really cruel!
This caused Ying Tianhe¡¯s pupils to shrink, and he shouted with sharp eyes: ¡°What a joke, do you know how many big shots came today¡¡±
Boom!
Old man Zhang smiled naively, before he could finish his words.
Taking a step forward, the old man with a simple and honest face was holding a three-foot iron sword, his killing intent was like a tide, and his sword intention was like thunder.
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