"This man just killed my favorite demon Qihu. Now I ask you to take him..."


    Yan chiyun pointed to song Qingshu and his monster Qi Hu, who had turned into a pool of rotten meat.


    He raised an arc on his mouth and was about to kill song Qingshu by the soldiers of the second God pass.


    But Yan chiyun hasn''t finished his words yet.


    The soldier who took the lead stuffed a piece of paper into Yan chiyun''s hand. He looked abnormal and seemed to shake his head gently.


    Yan chiyun was stunned when he saw this. Then he spread out the note in his hand and glanced at it as if nothing had happened.


    "Killing animals is innocent!"


    Four characters with the flavor of the avenue jumped on the paper, and a powerful thought came out through the white paper.


    The person who writes these four characters is like a God, extremely terrible and powerful.


    "Young master Yan, the city Lord asked me to give it to you."


    When Yan chiyun was shocked by the smell of the Avenue on these four characters, the soldier lowered his head and whispered in Yan chiyun''s ear with a voice like a fine mosquito.


    Wen Yan.


    Yan chiyun''s face was suddenly cloudy and sunny, and his mood when he looked at Song Qingshu was much more complicated.


    After a moment of hesitation, Yan chiyun finally returned to calm, his face returned to normal, indifferent and calm, and qilip responded:


    "Nothing happened just now. My magic Qihu was frightened and almost hurt people. Brother song helped me resolve the disaster."


    Hear this.


    The people accompanying Yan chiyun looked wonderful and looked at each other. They didn''t understand why Yan chiyun wanted to say these words.


    But song Qingshu still looked calm, with a confident and powerful smile on his mouth.


    The dozens of soldiers breathed out one after another. They were just afraid that the city Lord''s deterrence would not be effective for the son of Yan.


    If Yan chiyun doesn''t let go and makes things big, not only these soldiers, but also the whole second God pass will have a lot of trouble.


    "He is worthy of being the great grandson of the old city Lord. He is indeed generous. It is a great blessing for the old city Lord to have children like young master Yan."


    Taking the lead, the soldier hugged Yan chiyun, said a few compliments and turned away without too much intervention. He even pretended not to see the flesh and blood in the street.


    "Now convinced?"


    Song Qingshu sneered and didn''t stay any longer. He turned directly and walked to Yunbo Xianlin.


    Such a terrible thing happened in the long street. Naturally, it spread out like long legs. Many people were shocked.


    Second, the atmosphere of Shenguan is very delicate now. When the star picking fairy comes back, there are countless sneakers, and the dispute over the source gas of Tiandao tunnel still exists.


    At this time, it can be said that it was the most tense moment of the second God pass, and such things happened again.


    Song Qingshu''s unruly and unruly, the people of the second Shenguan once again deeply realized it.


    "Yan chiyun, song Qingshu and other young talents are going to attend this small gathering. I guess something will inevitably happen at the party."


    "That''s reasonable. Yan chiyun has kept the magic Qi tiger in the second God pass for so many years. Now the magic Qi tiger is dead and his efforts are destroyed. I think it''s time for him to do it."


    The brief confrontation between Song Qingshu and Yan chiyun added another topic for the good people of the second God pass.


    …………


    In an ancient Shenguan pass, there are clouds, waves and strange stones, green mountains and clear water. This is naturally rare. It is a fairyland, not made by manpower.


    Where Yunbo Xianlin is located, there are towering peaks, strange ancient trees, gurgling streams and rivers, and faint birds and animals crowing, which are extraordinarily born.


    Song Qingshu walked thousands of miles in one step, but he came to the Mountain Gate of Yunbo Xianlin in a few steps.


    He handed the invitation to pick up the star fairy at the guard''s office and went straight in.


    After passing through a strange stone cloud forest, song Qingshu came to a mountain with green grass and flowers in full bloom.


    On the cliffs of Yunbo fairy forest, green pines are tall and straight, and clouds and smoke gather. If someone is in the sky at this time, he really should think that a green pine grows in the clouds.


    The clear spring on the cliff keeps emerging, turning into a sea of clouds and waterfalls falling from the clouds.


    At the place where the waterfall passed, colorful light appeared on the sky. The smoke was dense. It was as beautiful as a fairyland.


    There were some people sitting before the grass.


    Everyone has a jade table made of jade, with lingguo wine and rare animal meat on it.


    The wine shakes in the jade with crystal luster, and the animal meat emits a strong aroma, which can be learned.


    In front of the grass.


    A maid with big eyes and slim figure is playing the piano, with a touch of elegance in her playfulness.


    The slender jade finger shook and trembled like a lotus in the wind. With the trembling of the jade finger, a very pleasant sound came out on the ancient Qin.


    When the maid played the piano, she seemed to fall into the realm of selflessness, regardless of how many immortals cast their eyes.


    The maid slowly closed her eyes and felt the tenderness of the breeze on the grass. Then she began to pluck the strings carefully, and strands of fairy sound flowed on the Guqin.


    The sound of the piano is like a breeze, which blows over a hundred flowers in an instant, making thousands of flowers open in an instant.


    "Dang!"


    There was a sudden sound, and the maid''s finger changed. The finger speed was as fast as the afterimage, a very fast missile.


    With the change of the piano sound, the originally quiet piano sound suddenly became excited, the white fog was steaming, and scattered into the air with the piano sound.


    The sound of the piano attracts all kinds of birds in the air and dances around the fiddler.


    Many immortals were surprised, but they didn''t dare to say anything for fear of interrupting such a beautiful melody.


    The little maid did not show any fluctuation of Taoist power. She created such a scene only with an extremely empty sound of Qin rhyme. The sound of Qin can be described as a shortcut.


    However, as song Qingshu, who practiced the divine music of the nine emperors to the peak, the sound of the piano can only be regarded as good. If you want to impress him, it is still too immature.


    "Not bad."


    Song Qingshu raised a radian at the corner of his mouth and nodded in praise.


    It can be seen that the little maid has been quite successful.


    "You Taoist friends, yun''er is dull in temperament and can''t play well. Please forgive me. Oh, miss is coming."


    Play a song.


    The little maid stood up smartly, smiled gently, bowed to the immortals, wrapped a lock of her hair around her fingers and stood in a bypass.


    "Ah, that''s not true. Miss yun''er doesn''t have to be too modest. The piano sound just came close. It''s the sound of nature. It''s rare in the world."


    "One sound, a hundred flowers, moving strings, ten thousand birds, holy and strange images come out together. How many people can compare miss yun''er''s piano skills?"


    "The sound moves heaven and earth, and the world smells bad."


    The people sitting on the grass smiled from their hearts, and then sincerely praised.


    Song Qingshu nodded and drank, knowing that the friars were not flattering.


    Miss yun''er is only the maid of the star picking fairy. She has such accomplishments. Song Qingshu increasingly thinks that the star picking fairy will be interesting.