"Ningjiang, you coward."

Zhou Wenhao shouted again, his voice burst into thunder: "Put down your crazy words and want to fight me for life and death. I am already there, where are you?"

He was the only voice in the audience.

However, no one answered.

Finally, in this space, a series of doubts resounded.

"Haha, I think this person is scared, right?"

"I guess so, after all, he only has the acquired realm of cultivation. You have seen Zhou Wenhao's strength just now. It is natural that he dare not come out."

"Bah! What a white-headed sword sect, a turtle with a head-shrinking head."

"Yes, saying that he is the Sword Sect is simply an insult to the name of the Sword Sect. Anyone who is the Sword Sect dares to act and dares to take responsibility. How could he hide quietly like him and dare not respond to the challenge."

"After today, the White-headed Sword Sect will become a joke and a shame."

There was a strong disdain on the faces of countless people, and sarcasm was everywhere in the audience.

"No, Brother Ning will definitely come."

In the crowd, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl turned red and she loudly protested to the people around her.

This is Zhou Chuchu.

"Brother Ning? So, your Zhou family is very familiar with this kid?"

Suddenly, a young man came over. It was Zhao Feng from the Zhao family. He looked cold and looked at Zhou Lingwei next to Zhou Chuchu: "Zhou Lingwei, your Zhou family ruined my engagement, and I will not let it go."

Zhou Lingwei's pretty face changed and she gritted her teeth and said, "Even if I die, I will not marry someone like you."

"Sister, don't be afraid of him. When Brother Ning comes, it will be his death." Zhou Chuchu said hatefully, grinding his teeth.

"Don't dream, he will never come," he said.

Zhao Feng was disdainful and remembered the incident at Zhencaotang and said sarcastically: "I asked him to break an arm at the beginning, but he didn't dare to resist at all. He broke his arm obediently, but he was just a weak person who could be bullied."

"Shut up, you are not qualified to be compared with him." Zhou Lingwei's pretty face was cold, "I believe he will definitely come!"

"Bored expectation, after today's annual gathering, your Zhou family will wait for my anger. Zhou Lingwei, you can't escape from my palm." A trace of evil fire flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

at the same time.

On the high platform, Wang Ziming sneered repeatedly: "Liu Xianyu, it seems that the Mr. Ning you respected will not come."

"Baitou Sword Sect, I originally wanted to see who it was, but I was not brave at all." Hong Tai also said.

"This is normal. If you don't have enough strength, you can endure it for the time being and come out to avenge your shame later." Xue Wuhen said lightly.

"A bunch of idiots." Liu Xianyu suddenly sneered.

"Liu Xianyu, what do you mean?" Everyone's expressions darkened.

"When he comes, you will find how ridiculous your thoughts are. You little fireflies dare to comment on the bright moon in the sky like him." Liu Xianyu sneered.

"Liu Xianyu, I won't show mercy to you when I'm in the ranking of the top ten heroes." The rest were angered.

Pavilion Taichung.

Several of them couldn't help but show some anxiety on the faces of the eight alchemy masters.

At this time, Wei Yanran said decisively: "He will come."

I am in the mortal world, but my heart is also facing the sky.

How could a person who cares about the world cares about such a small scene now?

The pavilion next to it.

The seven kendo masters looked at each other and noticed some strangeness.

"Everyone, don't be impatient." Xie Baichuan spoke lightly, not anxious or impatient.

Where Wenhan City is located.

Luo Haisong frowned and questioned: "Brother Wen, is this son really the Young Sword Sect?"

He was a little doubtful, would he come here for nothing today?

This Ningjiang may not be worthy of his attention.

"Wait a little longer, there's no hurry." Wenhancheng said.

"No one may not come, but he will definitely not!" Liu Yuanlong said firmly.

Southwest pavilion.

"Miss, if he doesn't come, we will lose all our money this time!"

Behind Yue Lianxi, the maid Qiu Yue looked anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, walking non-stop.

Behind the Yinyue Gambling House is Yuelianxi.

This time, Yue Lianxi gave a hundred-fold odds for Ningjiang and ranked first in the bank and beat Ningjiang. Once they lost, they would not only lose all their money, but they could not afford to lose so much.

The Yuanshi bet now has reached an astonishing ten million!

As Yue Lianxi's personal maid, Qiuyue really can't understand why her lady value Ning Jiang so much.

"You girl, you are still too young to stop your temper."

Yue Lianxi smiled softly, her voice was so delicate that it made people's bones numb.

Her peerless and charming eyes swept across the audience. Listening to the doubtful voices around her, a trace of disdain flashed from the corner of her mouth: "A group of mediocre people, but not Ling Yunmu."

While talking, she took out a treasure zither.

Qiuyue's eyes suddenly widened. In her surprised eyes, Yue Lianxi's green jade fingers stroked the strings and gently stirred them.

The moment the piano sounded.

moment.

The space is silent.

All doubts about Ningjiang disappeared.

Countless eyes looked at Yue Lianxi.

The wonderful sound of the piano is like a clear spring, flowing through everyone's heart, cleaning up the impetuousness of people's hearts.

Countless people showed intoxication on their faces, immersed in the sound of the piano.

Whether it is the ten masters, many sword masters, or even top figures like Wenhan City, they are listening quietly.

Everyone knows the sound of the piano in the moonlit stream!

But for those present, the opportunity to listen to her playing the piano is less than once a year.

Another place.

Liu Shiyi smiled bitterly and put down the guqin in her hand.

Since Yue Lianxi plays it herself, there is no need to let her play.

"Ao!"

As if in response to this wonderful piano sound, in the distance, a long roar through the golden and cracked stone suddenly came straight to the nine heavens, shaking the heaven and earth.

Countless frightened eyes looked at.

Above the giant eagle, the white-haired boy stood with his hands behind his back.

He was handsome, with white hair flying, and the bright stars seemed to be his cloak, cheering for him.

Next to him, a peerless beauty in purple clothes stood quietly, accompanying each other.

January fifteenth.

night.

The stars and moon are brilliant.

The piano sounds.

The White-headed Sword Sect Ningjiang came from the eagle!
Chapter completed!