"Miss yun''er''s song is like the sound of heaven, and the aftersound lingers around the beam. It can be said that it hasn''t lasted for three days."


    "What I said is very true. Now our generation of monks are lucky to hear such a beautiful melody!"


    After Miss yun''er showed a unique piano sound, some of the monks present couldn''t wait to come to miss yun''er and sincerely praised her.


    Wen Yan.


    The little maid put a rather embarrassed smile on her face and said:


    "Everyone, what kind of heavenly sound can my piano sound be? The young lady''s piano sound can be regarded as a way to get the truth. Once she plays a song, she can have meat and bones, live dead people, green mountains and green waters... "


    When the people were listening to it, a woman walked slowly with lotus steps, interrupted the maid''s words and said:


    "Yun''er, you''re fooling around again. Everyone, you have no talent for picking stars. You have a vain reputation. Please don''t listen to the little guy yun''er."


    Listening to these words, there is no doubt that the person who comes is the fairy who picks the stars.


    Song Qingshu turned and looked. He wanted to have a good look at how extraordinary the flower picking stars, known as a fairy, is.


    I saw that the woman walking on lotus feet was graceful. After walking through a piece of grass, the fairy fog shrouded her suddenly dispersed.


    In the scattered fairy fog, the star picking fairy showed her fairy face, bright eyes, bright teeth, red lips and white teeth, clear and beautiful to avoid dust, and smiled like a fairy.


    A head of green silk falls like a waterfall. The green silk can be seen, and the eyebrows are curved.


    The skin is like coagulated fat, the eyes contain Tao rhyme, and there is a spiritual movement that does not belong to the world.


    "It''s really a beauty."


    Song Qingshu glanced at the star picking fairy, sighed sincerely, and then turned his eyes away, not as obsessed as others.


    Although the beauty is good, song Qingshu is not such a mediocre person. Even if the star picking fairy stands in front of him, it can''t make song Qingshu''s mood tremble.


    "Miss yun''er is good at playing the piano, especially the star picking fairy!"


    "I have heard that eighteen years ago, when the star picking fairy fought against the alien race, she played a song."


    "The sound of the piano runs through the sky and makes the four strong people in the divine light realm die instantly. It startles the immortal and cries God. A song is famous all over the world!"


    An old native nodded and said, speaking slowly, but very powerful and persuasive.


    Hearing the speech, everyone was awed.


    The star picking fairy is a beauty of peerless level.


    However, even those who are more beautiful and outstanding than other beauties will not make people feel so excited.


    After all, the monks who can come to the star picking fairy banquet are all top experts. They have already broken through the world of mortals. When they reach such a state, they see beautiful women like red powder skeletons,


    But the star picking fairy has a very special temperament.


    That temperament is not a kind, but a feeling, but the more people see the star picking fairy, the more they feel that she is extraordinary and refined, even song Qingshu is no exception.


    Song Qingshu pondered for a long time before he realized that the beauty of the star picking fairy was consistent with the rhyme of the avenue, and his whole body exuded an atmosphere of kindness and peace of mind.


    Under the influence of this breath, even people who were not familiar with her could not help but feel good for her.


    The name of fairy is true.


    Listening to the old man''s exclamation, the star picking fairy couldn''t help smiling and approached a few steps again.


    The closer it gets, the more beautiful the star picking fairy in Song Qingshu''s eyes. The beauty of the shortcut can be said to be an indisputable existence.


    The star picking fairy is tall and slim, with bright appearance, arms like jade lotus root, full chest, small waist, slender and round, naked, straight and slender legs, and light walking.


    She walked on the grass, but she looked like Lingbo, dancing in white and elegant.


    "Old master, it''s all rumors. It can''t be true."


    The star picking fairy said with a smile. She was extremely amiable. After greeting the people, she invited all the monks present to take their seats.


    No matter to the old friends or the people they have never seen so far, the star picking fairies treat everyone equally, nod their heads, laugh frequently, and don''t ignore anyone.


    When song Qingshu became more and more interested in the star picking fairy.


    Yan chiyun and Liu Yunxiao have just been seen by song Qingshu, and they have also arrived.


    Perhaps it is because they understand the reasons for the interests. After seeing song Qingshu, these people did not make trouble on the spot, but sat far away from Song Qingshu and looked coldly at each other from time to time.


    The so-called small banquet was not small. The fairy invited many people, and the atmosphere was happy and warm.


    At this time, among the people who enjoyed drinking at the banquet were the highly respected original residents of the second God Guanzhong, such as the four chief soldiers and the city master who didn''t know where to go, as well as the soldiers who showed commendable performance.


    Not long ago, meat and wine monks, such as fairies, and other monks of the same generation as song Qingshu were invited to sit in the flowers and plants and drink happily.


    Song Qingshu took a deep look at the star picking fairy who was entertaining the guests. His mouth raised an arc. He knew that the party must be not simple.


    But song Qingshu didn''t know when and how the star picking fairy would ask him for natural gas.


    So song Qingshu can only wait now, waiting for the fairy''s initiative.


    "Song Qingshu, to tell you the truth, we are here for you. Please give us some advice before asking you."


    When song Qingshu was drinking, a lively and vivid idea came from the dark to song Qingshu''s mind between heaven and earth.


    Song Qingshu was not surprised. He had long known that the star picking fairy or miss yun''er would ask him for tiandaoyuanqi.


    But song Qingshu didn''t expect that the little maid of the star picking fairy was not shy at all. She looked familiar and wanted to tell him something.


    "I heard that you shot at the nine saints of the gods, killed two and seriously injured one. Again, I suggest you''d better not have trouble with the nine saints of the gods. Let it go if you can."


    Yun''er''s maid read aloud, and only song Qingshu could hear the warning to song Qingshu. The atmosphere of the party was still hot.


    "Why?"


    Song Qingshu asked puzzled.


    "The nine saints of the gods are the nine most powerful experts selected by the God organization over the past century. Each is a precious pimple of the God organization."


    "If the great devil, who is extremely loyal to the gods, knows that you have killed the nine saints of the gods, I''m afraid your road will be much harder."


    Yun''er''s maid lifted up her black hair and said with a thought-provoking radian on her mouth.


    "Who is the great devil and powerful? How terrible is his strength?"


    Song Qingshu listened to miss yun''er''s advice and couldn''t help frowning slightly and asked.


    Looking at Song Qingshu''s confused face, miss yun''er immediately smiled and understood:


    "The great devil is a young man called Gu. He is the strongest contemporary God organization and the head of the nine saints!"


    "Seriously, no one can fight it except emperor Zun and others."