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Chapter Fifteen

Di Ling'er did not float in the air, but went to the fighting platform. The warriors of the Phantom Tribe had already cleaned up the stains. The ring in Di Ling'er's hand flashed, he took out a wooden platform and a wooden stool and sat on it quietly, putting his hands on it.

After putting down the guqin, he raised his head and smiled.

Di Ling'er's appearance may not be outstanding, but her temperament is very good. She has the sweet temperament of the girl next door. The breeze blowing at this moment makes her skirt float slightly, and she has a pair of jade hands caressing the guqin, which also has a touching beauty.

.

"Ding dong!"

She fiddled with the strings, and there was a beautiful sound. Then she closed her eyes and began to play an ancient song quietly. The place immediately fell silent, but many people were surprised in their hearts. There were so many geniuses in front of them.

All the magic powers displayed are so strange. This young lady is here to play the piano? And the piano she plays is not weird at all. Could it be that she is here to seduce a wealthy young man?

"The Divine Sound Skill!"

Jiang Yi felt something different. There was obviously a special emotion in this piano, but it was very hidden. He had a very good understanding of the divine music and heavenly skills, so he could detect it immediately. Ordinary warriors with weak souls would probably not know it.

Do you think you've been tricked?

really!

Slowly, many people fell into deep thought, and some people's eyes became misty. The sound of the piano was very deep and desolate, and it touched people inexplicably. It seemed that the sound of the piano was silently interpreting a story, a short and sad story.

love.

Di Ling'er kept her eyes closed, with a sweet smile on her face, but everyone felt the loneliness in her heart. It seemed that this song was interpreting herself and her love that had ended before it even started. It seemed that she was performing this song.

They are also lamenting their own fate, lamenting that girls from big families like them cannot control their own marriage contracts and can only marry men they don't like...

"Eagle King!"

Jiang Yi thought of the man who was as arrogant as a sword. It seemed that Little Eagle King's public display of love for Qi Qingchen had hurt the hearts of many girls. He glanced around and found that many ladies from big families were crying secretly, and many men looked at the empty white jade Taichung.

That lonely figure also felt some affection for her inexplicably, and wanted to hold her in his arms and give her some warmth.

More and more people were confused. Jiang Yi, who had a strong resistance to divine music and heavenly skills, was inexplicably touched when he saw the catalpa on his back. He thought of Yichan and the others from the Tianxing Realm, and probably

He was waiting eagerly for his return. Remembering that Jiang Xiaonu was so close but the two could not recognize each other, and remembering the bowed figure with fluttering clothes on the eighteenth floor of the Holy Prison, his eyes gradually became confused.

Di Ling'er's understanding of the divine music and heavenly skills is not very deep, and it should be deeper than Jiang Yi's understanding. But her soul is very strong, and her skills are also hidden very deep, making people fall into it without knowing it.

, before she finished talking about the song, less than half of the three people in the stands were sober, and the remaining half had silent faces, obviously being touched.

Many young ladies in the Accord in the north had misty-eyed eyes and silent tears. Mo Huaisang's clothes had long been wet. Jiutianwen Qin Huan originally didn't have strong feelings for Di Ling'er, but at this moment he felt that Di Ling'er was gone.

It was so moving and attracted them deeply.

After the song ended, Di Ling'er smiled sweetly, put away her guqin, stood up and bowed with a smile.

Many people suddenly came to their senses, and then thunderous applause erupted from the stands on three sides, and bursts of applause also erupted from the Accord in the north. Perhaps Di Ling'er's magical power was not the strongest, but he definitely received the most applause.

Di Ling'er showed a hint of shyness on her face, bowed again and then flew back. After she came in, she glanced around and was shocked to find that Jiang Yi still had his eyes closed. Mo Huaisang and the others woke up, and Emperor Xuanyuan and the three of them looked at it.

Her eyes were obviously different. Originally, she and Mo Huaisang were one level apart in the hearts of the three of them, but now they were absolutely on equal footing.

"Hey..."

Di Ling'er sat back and thought about it for a while, ready to slap Jiang Yi awake, but at this moment Mo Lingqiu's transmission sounded: "Don't touch him, he must have realized something."

"Have you gained some insights?"

Di Ling'er was startled. She didn't expect Jiang Yi to realize something at such a moment. Could it be that he was touched after listening to her music? She couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to disturb Jiang Yi, so she just sat quietly.

Mo Huaisang and the other two people should have received a message from Mo Lingqiu, but they didn't want to talk to Jiang Yi and started to enjoy the performance outside.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people performing, and those who appear are no longer active, because the magical powers and secret techniques in the past are too powerful, and if you are not sure to perform, it will be embarrassing.

Xuanyuan Wudi and the other three wanted to show off at first, but then they stopped and became silent spectators. Although there were few people, the people who came later showed more and more magical powers and secret skills. Unfortunately, Jiang Yi was in depth.

In retreat, there is no way to observe and learn.

An hour later, Wen Dou came on stage and there were more than a hundred people. It was already the time of burning incense and no one came on stage. Yi Tu waited for a moment and flew out, standing in the air and asked: "Is there anyone else on the stage?"

There was silence all around. Yi Tu glanced at it, turned his eyes to the eighteen tallest Yages in the north and said: "Since there is no one in the mountain field, let's start scoring and select the top three in this literary competition!"

"etc!"

A deep shout came from the Accord in the middle of the second row, and then a man in black armor flew out. He wore a silver mask on his face, which looked particularly frightening under the reflection of the sun!

"Jiang Yi, why are you going up there? If you dare to mess around, I will take you down immediately!"

Mo Lingqiu's voice transmission sounded instantly, and Jiang Yi turned his gaze to an accordion above, locked onto Mo Lingqiu and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I will never mess around or reveal my identity. I just want to be the first in Wen Dou!"

"

"Well…"

Mo Lingqiu was a little speechless. Could it be that this kid had gone crazy? After seeing many strange magical powers just now, Mo Lingqiu and the others had already identified the top three. Why did Jiang Yi come to embarrass himself with his little strength?

"Wow!"

Jiang Yi's appearance caused an uproar in the North Accord. Jiang Yi was so mysterious. Qi Qingchen actually sat next to him that day? The Little Eagle King also paid special attention to him. Coupled with this mysterious mask, many people were impressed by him!

"He actually played? Are you going to embarrass yourself?"

Mo Huaisang snorted coldly, and Jiutianwen and others also rolled their eyes. How many days has Jiang Yicai been in the air? This is just to embarrass the Disha Realm.

Yi Tu glanced at Jiang Yi, slightly unhappy in his eyes. After all, he was about to announce the results before Jiang Yi came out. However, Jiang Yi and Qi Qingchen were together that day, so he couldn't help Qi Qingchen's face, so he nodded and said: "Since

You want to show it off? Let’s get started!”

Jiang Yifei landed on the high platform, thought for a moment and looked back at the Yage where he was sitting and said: "Miss Ling'er, lend me your guqin!"

"laugh…"

Many people in the three stands were jeering. A man who doesn't even own a piano actually wants to play the piano? Are you sure he's not doing it to make fun of you?

"Da Sikong, continue!"

Di Ling'er flew out of the elegant pavilion, took out the guqin and threw it over. Jiang Yi caught it with both hands, and instead of taking out the square table from the ring to place the guqin, he sat down on the ground, put the qin on his legs, and then put his hands on the strings.

After playing with it for a while, it made a noisy sound...

Many people saw Jiang Yi clumsily playing with the strings, and they were obviously even more speechless during the sound check. Jiang Yi didn't know how to play the piano at all. Is he here to cause trouble?

Yi Tu looked at it for a while and found that Jiang Yi was still mastering the skills of playing the piano. He frowned and became a little impatient. Just when he was about to speak, Qi Qingchen's voice suddenly sounded: "Don't interrupt him. If I guessed correctly,

The first place in this literary battle is none other than him!"



PS: The monthly ticket ranking is currently 11th, and there is only 9 votes difference between the 10th place and the 10th place. Let’s see if there are any monthly tickets left?


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