Chapter 227 Smart Yaoer

Hundreds of flowers are blooming in the valley, and hundreds of flowers are busy. Hundreds of bees chase the butterfly dance, and the butterfly dances in the valley of flowers. The heavenly sound of the piano echoes in the spring-like valley of the four seasons, with a long and long history.

Endless sadness makes people burst into tears. The piano sound contains too much melancholy, and at the same time, it has the sound wave power emitted by the seventh-order heavenly harp master.

He stroked the piano with both hands, and there were layers of blue water film all over his body. The piano art and martial arts complement each other to fight against the sound of the owner of the house.

At the door of the railing surrounded by the fence, Yao'er's face has regained a little ruddy. A pair of beautiful eyes are full of anxiety. She knows best how powerful the sound and wave power of the person in the room is, and how long Xia can last is still unknown.

The same is true of Xia Xiaonan. He squeezed his red lips, his pretty face was tight, and his pure eyes stared at the thin figure motionless. Although Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes are out, the impact of the aftermath alone cannot be ignored. It can be seen how strong the pressure is that Xia is suffering.

The piano sound is getting more and more powerful. Compared with Mo Yang in the piano art war, it is several times stronger. A huge wave higher than one layer beat over and annexed everything on the beach.

Xia's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and her ten fingers beat back and forth quickly. The body and mind are suffering from the shock of the boulders, and even the 10,000 Mingyin trees in the Echo Canyon are not as strong as the strength of the other party. Most importantly, the owner of the house has not yet made every effort.

"Let's end it like this! Leave Baihua Valley, and don't bother me in the future.

As soon as the hoarse and deep voice came out, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes were all shocked. The next quarter of an hour, a strong momentum spread out of the house.

In an annal period of time, the wave in the sound of the piano turned into a tsunami, and the boulder turned into a hill. Circles of invisible sound waves came. Jiang Xia's face changed, followed by the palm of his hand. The vermilion Li Shangqin disappeared, and reappeared on Jiang Xia's leg was a quinlele with a deep black atmosphere.

"Boom!" The invisible sound wave was blocked, and Xia's body only trembled and quickly returned to normal.

"Oh!" There was a shock in the room, which was obviously a little surprised. However, it was just a little surprise, and another circle of sound wave power spread out.

Xia stroked the magic ukulele, and a few wisps of faint black air lingered around the body. From a distance, it seems to blend with the blue water film, which is quite strange.

Seeing that Xia took out the Shenqin, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes breathed a little relief. However, Yaoer and Xia Xiaonan were still worried as usual, and the expression on their faces did not change much. It's very simple. The seventh-order piano master and the fifth-order violinist are really a world of difference.

"Come on, big fool, come on." ... Yao'er's little hand tightly pulled the corner of her clothes and secretly encouraged her.

The air in the yard is chaotic and restless, blowing Xia's long hair and clothes and fluttering. Facing waves of offensives, Jiang Xia's spirit was tense and he did not dare to neglect at all.

Now his world is like a strong wind and waves, an endless ocean. He is on a small boat, swaying and in danger of capsize at any time.

"No, I must not give up, I must not give up, father, mother, you must wait for the child." Jiang Xia stiffened his scalp, under all the pressure, and his slender fingers played crazily on the demon ukulele.

"Boom!"

Something shocking happened. Xia's momentum suddenly soared, and a powerful sound wave force broke out of his body. With it as the center, the soil on the ground was directly scraped off a thick layer.

The faint shock and uneasiness of the space made Xia's momentum still grow. In an then, the sound of the piano he played faintly overshadowed the sound of the owner in the room.

"Sixth-order violinist?"

Yaoer's red lips moved slightly and said a few words gently. Several people next to him also stayed in the same place in fear. Looking at the eyes of General Xia, it's like looking at a monster. The sixth-order pianist, no one expected that he would break through at such a time.

Growing up in adversity is absolutely right. Several people were surprised and happy. In addition to being shocked, they were more happy for the summer. A sixth-order pianist, coupled with the magic ukulele, may be able to resist the song of the person in it.

The smoother Xia Yue plays, the easier it is. He also knows that he has broken through. The sixth-level violinist is at the same level as Wutian, the teacher who taught his piano skills. If you see him again, the teacher will be shocked.

"Is it the sixth order?" The voice in the room was quite surprised, and then said coldly, "It's the last paragraph. I hope you can hold on."

"Hmm!" He calmed down, concentrated his spirit, and the joy of breakthrough was temporarily pressed in his heart.

Yaoer couldn't help holding Xia Xiaonan's hand. Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes became solemn. At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats.

The sound of the piano in the house suddenly became soft, soft with sadness and sadness. However, the offensive of the sound wave became stronger and stronger, accompanied by a soft female singing.

Whether it was Xia or Yaoer, Xia Xiaonan and others were surprised. Yes, it is no longer a hoarse and low voice, but a soft voice like a twenty-five or six-year-old woman.

"The lonely cold window is bitter, and the handsome and beautiful woman is lonely."

"Dream back to the place of folding flowers, a song of tears becomes a book."

"The clothes are thin in the ice and snow, and the rain and wet roads are clumsy."

"In this life, my concubine has no face to lie with you. I hope we can accompany each other in the next life."

"It doesn't matter if you touch the piano and break the liver and intestines, and add the piano to the broken injury." ......

"Boom!" After singing the last sentence, the mountain-like impact instantly broke through the defense of the summer, and the voice of the demon quinca stopped abruptly.

"Poo!" Under the frightened eyes of several people, Xia spit out a mouthful of blood, flew out with the piano, and fell to the ground heavily.

Failed? Or failed? A sixth-order pianist still failed to resist a seventh-level pianist. Jiang Xia's face was ashes, and his eyes were unwilling. His blood-stained lips muttered, "I lost, I lost..."

In fact, he should have thought that the gap between the great violinist and the Tianqin master could not be made up by a Shenqin at all. What's more, the person in the room may also use a Shenqin.

The pain of Xia's fall is neither physical nor mental. But his hope is gone. The hope of finding his parents is gone with his failure.

"Dad, mother, the child is useless,,,"

"Jing Xia." Xia Xiaonan rushed over and held the frustrated Xia in his arms. "Don't do this, there will be other ways."

"I'm useless. I'm really useless. I'm too arrogant. How can I be the opponent of the Tianqin master?"

Xia's clear eyes were dull and muttered. Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes didn't feel good in their hearts, and they secretly blamed themselves for not being able to help at all.

Yao'er frowned, and her beautiful eyes kept staring at the closed door in the hut, looking thoughtful.

"If you fail, leave me immediately. Don't bother me again." The cold female voice is like a cold wind. It's hard to imagine that the hoarse and low voice was made by the same person before. Now think about it, this should be the original sound.

"Oh," Xia laughed bitterly and put away the magic five-strings beside him. With the help of Xia Xiaonan, he slowly stood up and was ready to leave.

However, just as Jianxia turned around, Yao'er suddenly ran to the two of them and shouted at the room, "Cold frost, you must see us."

"What?" With these words, Xia's face changed dramatically, and she suddenly turned around, looking at Yaoer with shock in her eyes. Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes were all scared by Xia's reaction.

Cold frost? What kind of person is this? How did Jiang Xia have such a big reaction? At the beginning, in the dry well in the backyard of the city's mansion, when absorbing the gathering of spiritual wood, Xia only told Yaoer about the remnants of Zheshu. So Xia Xiaonan and Xia Xiaodong didn't know about it.

But what puzzled was why Yaoer knew that the wife of Zheshu, Leng Shuang, was in the room. The short silence was so long. I haven't been talking in the room for a long time.

If it's really cold frost, then both Xia and Yaoer can feel her trembling. But through a door, no one knows what's going on inside.

"You have the wrong person. Leave immediately, or don't blame my ruthlessness." The woman's delicate voice trembled a little, and her cold tone seemed to be running away.

Yaoer's eyebrows unfolded, as if it had been confirmed, and a faint smile rose from the corners of her small mouth, "The lonely cold window is bitter, and the handsome and beautiful woman is lonely. Dreaming back to the place of folding flowers, a song of tears turned into a book. The last two sentences, a "fold" and a "book", this is the name of your lover's philosophical book.

"Philosophy Book?" Xia Xiaonan's pretty face changed. Isn't this philosophy book the name of the owner of the city? Xia, who was around him, and Xia Xiaodong, who were not far behind him, were also shocked.

"If this is a coincidence, then look at the next two sentences." Yaoer continued to explain, "The clothes in the ice and snow are thin, which means that the ice and snow are still wearing thin clothes, so it's "cold." The rain and wet road is clumsy, and the word "rain" plus the word "phase" is frost. Together, it's cold frost.

Zheshu, Leng Shuang, after Yaoer's explanation, everyone present suddenly woke up and fell into deep shock at the same time. What happened in Chaojiao City 20 years ago turned out to be true. Zheshu's wife is really a seventh-order zither master.

Summer is surprised and happy, and the mood fluctuates greatly. I can't wait to take Yaoer over and kiss her immediately. This little girl is really too smart. Unexpectedly, the whereabouts of the cold frost can be found in the lyrics and songs.

The entrustment of Zheshu can be completed. The most important thing is that the cold frost is still related to the Aoyue lyre.