"Ding Ding Dong..."

"Sobbing..."

The ballad of time came to the first half of "you should be defeated!"

This idea emerged from Ren Pingsheng's heart. He looked at Qin Shuang with a touch of pride. The corners of his mouth curved upward, like jade fingers beating on the white jade flute.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

Standing in the middle of the street, Qin Shuang's clothes are flying, and her fingers are not stopping. She enters into the lower part of the time ballad with the sound of Xiao. Ren Ping's heart is a violent jump, almost blowing away the sound, and quickly concentrates on playing. But the heart is more and more surprised.

"Why?

How is that possible?

Is she also the root of time

Standing in front of the same window, Xu Luoxue's eyebrows were picked, and his eyes were hesitant.

For Xu Luoxue, the first half of the time ballad has no attraction, because he can also play it. As the eldest son of the Xu family, how can he not master the melody?

However, although he has made up the spiritual root and has five elements spiritual root, he is not a congenital spiritual root. He can't cultivate a real world, so he can't give birth to the time spiritual root. For him, he can only play the second half of the time ballad. But now, in the second half, he begins to have an influence.

All of a sudden, it seems that time passes in the soul, fast and slow, complete and broken

At this time, many friars are different from before. The former intoxication is that they take the initiative to indulge in them. After all, these people are the best of heaven, whether they are upstairs or downstairs. There is always a trace of clarity lingering in my heart. However, now the second half of the time together, so that they have a trace of lingering began to have a trance.

At this time, they and Xu Luoxue are in the same mind. Do they want to keep this trace of soberness, or do they want to completely indulge in it?

If you keep this trace of soberness, you should immediately wake up from intoxication, and then intoxication is confrontation. However, if you take the initiative to give up that lingering trace and enter the world of the second half of the time ballad, you will certainly be able to improve your mood. Even if there is only a trace, it is also an opportunity.

Ren Pingsheng seldom plays the ballad of time, even for the heroes in Tianzi city.

Xu Luoxue is a brave man. He just hesitates for a moment, then cuts off the lingering trace and indulges in the time ballad.

In the moment when he cut off the lingering trace and was intoxicated with it, there appeared figures on the roofs around him, but they were all immortal kings.

Tianzi city is not a safe place. It is common for people to fight and fight. Today's gathering, Xi Yun Pavilion, is the eldest son of various families and forces. How can no one protect him secretly?

When the time ballad entered the lower part, these immortal kings were on guard and appeared one by one to warn the possibility of harming the aristocratic families in Xiyun Pavilion, because they knew that their aristocratic families would not miss this opportunity and indulge in it. In this way, they would not defend their surroundings.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

"Sobbing..."

At this time, many monks in and out of Xiyun Pavilion were completely immersed in it, and a trace of mystery surrounded everyone's heart.

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were surprised. At this time, Gai Yin's movement had entered the second half of the music. Xianjun's eyes were slightly surprised, and they exchanged eyes with each other in the air.

"Is there such an excellent time spirit root in the spirit world?"

As the ballad approaches the second half, "she can't and can't play" Ding Ding Dong... "

"Sobbing..."

The combination of Qin and Xiao leads to "unexpectedly..."

At this time, Ren Pingsheng and all the immortal kings have this incredible idea in their hearts. All the immortal kings' eyes turn from Qin Shuang's face to Ren Pingsheng's face in front of the fifth floor window.

"The next kid has an opponent."

The eyes of the immortals turned to Qin Shuang in the middle of the street. At this time, Qin Shuang's body was full of mystery. The figures of Ren Pingsheng upstairs and Qin Shuang downstairs seemed to be moving all the time, but they didn't move at all. It seemed that time was flowing around their bodies, mysterious and mysterious.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

"Sobbing..."

All sounds are silent except the sound of Qin and Xiao.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

But there was no more whimpering. Ren Pingsheng, holding the Jade Flute, flashed a trace of shame and anger on his face, but mixed with a trace of admiration. Then he turned into a gentle smile. The king's downstairs Qin Shuang slowly closed his eyes and listened to the second half of the time ballad "Ding Ding Dong..."

The voice suddenly stops in a pair of beautiful eyes, opens, looks at Qin Shuang, and then bows to Qin Shuang from afar. The smile on his face is as bright as sunshine.

Qin Shuang raised her hands and gave a salute to the upstairs, with a bright smile in her eyes.

"Hoo..."

A sound of exhale sounded, upstairs and downstairs monks are sober from intoxication, the Immortal King on the roof has disappeared without a trace. All the friars downstairs looked at Qin Shuang without jealousy. Even if they were still jealous, they just got Qin Shuang's chance. At this time, it's hard to show it. They have to hide their hearts. Seeing Qin Shuang's step, one by one, he dodged to both sides, giving way to a humanoid alley. Quietly looking at Qin Shuang walking towards the gate of Xiyun Pavilion.In front of the gate.

There was a middle-aged monk who looked like a housekeeper. He was a nine heaven Xuanxian, and his breath was faint and flowing. Seeing Qin Shuang coming up to him, he bowed his hand and said, "Ren Su, the manager of Ren's family, has met Qin fairy. Please let Qin fairy go upstairs. These guys..." Ren Su looks at Yu Guanting and other people behind Qin Shuang:

"please wait outside the door."

"Teng!"

Yu Guanting, Lei Xing, and Chu Dali's face turned red. There was silence upstairs and downstairs. Zheng Lun in the crowd downstairs flashed a sneer in his eyes. He wanted to see how Qin Shuang dealt with the present scene?

Will they take people to Xiyun Pavilion, or will they turn around and leave?

Leading people to Xiyun pavilion? He didn't think the pair had that strength.

Turn around and go? He doesn't think Qin Shuang has that courage?

They can turn around and leave because they haven't received an invitation. When Qin Shuang receives the invitation, he comes to the gate and turns around. There is no doubt that he is beating the faces of those aristocratic families upstairs.

That kind of Qin Shuang is looking for death!

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