"Master yueyun, if you can meet my requirements."

"I'll join Miaoyin Pavilion." Luo Yan looks at the beautiful music rhyme, and outlines a evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh?" Music rhyme smell speech, Dan Dan a smile.

"What conditions?"

"Mr. Luo, just tell me."

"Well, that's what I'll say. The condition is that." Luo Yan first pauses, then a language astonishing way.

"I'll be the Lord, and you'll be my maid."

A word falls to the ground, the whole hall is startled, everyone looks at Luo Yan with inconceivable eyes.

After half a sound, Mu Qingling took the lead in responding and raised her eyebrows and drank angrily“ Luo Beichen, what do you say! "

"Bold Luo Beichen, dare to insult our Lord, you are looking for death!" The rest of the female disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion also glared at Luoyan angrily. They just waited for the master to make a gesture and immediately drew their swords.

Even the mild tempered musical rhyme heard this frivolous remark and showed a trace of anger on her face for the first time.

"Mr. Luo, I take you as my guest of honor. I respect your alchemy."

"But don't take yourself too seriously!"

"I'm a great master. No matter how good my temper is, I'm a great master who has killed people."

"I don't know if you've ever heard of a famous saying in wudaojie, which is called" master Wei Yan. "

"The master must not be humiliated!"

"If you insult, you will be killed!"

With the rhyme, he suddenly picked up the Shuiyao Qin in his right hand and put his five fingers on the string.

The master's momentum soared.

The sound blade is ready to go.

At such a close distance, as long as she releases her five fingers, the sound blade will explode, and Luo Yan will be divided into five parts.

"Master yueyun, you asked me to say the conditions. I said it. If you don't agree, you can refuse."

"You want to kill me if you don't agree?"

"Oh, the so-called master's bearing is just like that."

In such a situation, Luo Yan's face remained unchanged. He took a sip of the teacup and sighed again.

"Oh, good tea, good tea."

"It's a pity that I can only take this last sip."

Although Luo Yan's words seem to be emotional, they are very deep, and contain boundless killing meaning.

As long as the rhyme of music is exposed, Luo Yan will immediately crush the tea cup.

Then, under the guidance of Luo Yan's idea, the tea cup fragments will take the lead in cutting the strings of musical rhyme, and the rest will attack the key of musical rhyme.

Luo Yan is confident that even the master's rhyme in the seventh level of the earth level can't be reflected in the distance of half a meter.

Sharp edges will cut her throat like a knife.

Blood gushed like a fountain.

Beauty withers like a flower.

But the words contain words of killing, and you can't feel the meaning of killing when you listen to the music.

After all, Luo Yan in her eyes is just a alchemy, a little arrogant child.

Yueyun doesn't know that Luoyan's state of mind is one who has killed countless people and has never been soft hearted in the face of beauty.

"It's a pity that I can only take this last sip." This artistic conception is misunderstood by yueyun as Luoyan's exclamation of the impermanence of life and death, but he can't resist, and finally he can only let go.

For the first time, yueyun was as calm as a mountain when she met someone who was facing her Shuiyao Qin.

Ordinary people would have knelt down and kowtowed to her for mercy.

"Oh, this luobeichen is quite interesting." This idea suddenly arises in yueyun's heart. Jue Luoyan is a young man, but he has a heart of seeing through the world, and he can't laugh or cry.

"I don't know how the boy came over these 20 years? I'm older than I am in my thirties. "

After only a few seconds of confrontation, the rhyme of the music was gently stirred by the jade finger, and the sound of mountains and rivers rippled.

The state of extermination dissipated.

After playing a song, the music rhyme puts down the Guqin and looks at Luoyan with cool eyes.

"I will treat you as if you are young and don't care about what you say to me today."

"But if you don't change your arrogant tone and meet other masters in the future, they may not be merciful to you."

Music rhyme is sincere.

"A great master should not be humiliated. If he is humiliated, he must be killed." This is not a joke.

If you enter the master's realm, you will be regarded as a person who has entered the Tao. If you go up, you will be able to add 500 yuan to your life.

If Tianjing is an immortal, the master under Tianjing is a semi immortal. He and ordinary mortals belong to two levels.

A master who looks at a mortal is like a mortal who looks at a chicken and duck. Do you feel guilty for killing a chicken and duck?

can't.

Similarly, the master will not feel guilty and soft handed for killing a mortal.

It's like killing a chicken and a duck. It's not worth dying.

In the face of yueyun's warning, Luo Yan also smiles faintly and doesn't say anything more, because his goal has been achieved.

Luo Yan doesn't want to be the master of Miaoyin Pavilion, so it's just a joke to accept yueyun as a maid.

The only purpose is to make yueyun angry and make her give up her mind to invite him to join Miaoyin Pavilion.

He's such a man of immortality that he doesn't trust others.

……

meanwhile.

It's not far away.

Long Qianfan, the leader of Longyun sword sect, has a pair of tiger eyes. He looks at the young man sitting next to yueyun with a sense of killing.

Looking at the temperament such as fairy rhyme, pour tea for the young man, smile and talk with him, finally still holding Shuiyao Qin, playing music for him.

Long Qianfan only felt a surge of anger in his chest, and almost vomited blood.

He was too far away, and didn't know what was going on between yueyun and Luoyan. The information from the appearance was that yueyun was interested in the boy.

"Who is this son?"

"What's the relationship with rhyme?"

Long Qianfan spoke in a cold voice.

As the last great master, long Qianfan sat on the top of the challenge, waiting for others to challenge him.

As a venue provider, Hua Zhefu, the owner of Jiuhua mountain villa, was at the side.

Hua Zhefu didn't expect that Luo Yan was bold enough to stir up the music.

Is this boy the reincarnation of monkey king sun? He is so afraid of death that he makes trouble everywhere.

If he had known that Luoyan and yueyun were insidious, Hua Zhefu would not have spent a thousand taels of gold to find Liao WuJie.

He told long Qianfan about it directly, and naturally there would be super free thugs to solve the problem for him.

But it's not too late to say that, Hua said with a smile“ Lord long, his name is Luo Beichen. He is an alchemist. "

"Master yueyun once went to his shop in the trading market to find him. I think he wanted to invite him to Miaoyin pavilion to be a Dan master."

"As you know, Miaoyin Pavilion is short of Danshi now."

"Luo Beichen?"

"Alchemist?" Long Qianfan's eyes narrowed and he had no impression of the name“ What clan is he from? "

"It's like a casual monk, no family, no family."

"However, this boy is young, but he is not only a alchemist. He is also a master of the local level and a genius of martial arts."

"Master long, it's hard to say. Maybe master yueyun asked him to go to Miaoyin Pavilion. It's not just to be a Dan master."

Hua Zhefu said with a cheap smile on his face.

"Maybe the drunken man doesn't mean to drink."

"It's men's love and women's love!"