Seeing Lyra's demeanor, many of the male heroes present seemed to hear their own heartbroken voices.
However, they were self-aware and knew that Jun Xiaoyao was not someone to be trifled with.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at Tianqin Nu's emotional expression, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
Facts have proved that there is no such thing as iceberg beauty in this world.
The reason why she is cold towards you is not because of her personality, but because she simply doesn't like you.
The third prince is such a miserable existence.
His status is not low, but in terms of personality, ability and other aspects, he is not in the eyes of Lyra Girl.
In comparison, Jun Xiaoyao was like a fairy in Tianqin Nu's eyes.
Let’s not mention the mysterious identity and terrifying strength for now.
Just her superb piano skills are enough to make Lyra girl's heart break.
But unfortunately, Jun Xiaoyao is not interested in Tianqin Girl.
However, in order to design the third prince, Jun Xiaoyao had no choice but to agree.
"It would be disrespectful for me to refuse Tianqin's invitation like this." Jun Xiaoyao said warmly.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's agreement, Tianqin Nu was overjoyed, and a moving smile appeared on her originally cold expression.
This made the third prince so jealous that he almost got red eyes.
He couldn't buy a beautiful woman's smile, and Jun Xiaoyao agreed casually, but it made Tianqin girl Qiao smile sweetly.
"Sir, please..." Tianqin girl seemed a little impatient and wanted to play the piano and discuss Taoism with Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, took Qin Xuan, and Tianqin Nu away.
A group of licking dogs are left behind, you look at me and I look at you, messy in the wind.
"Hey, Third Prince, we have been fighting for so long, but the result is that we made someone else's wedding dress." The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce came over, smiled bitterly, and shook his head slightly.
"Are you so willing to let that guy get his hands on Lyra Girl?" There was a hint of gloom in the third prince's eyes.
"I'm just warning you, it's best not to provoke that person." The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce said.
"Oh, do you know his identity?" The third prince's eyes flashed.
"I don't know, it's just an intuition." said the young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.
He has seen so many people that he has an intuition about who he can and cannot mess with.
"Don't mess with him, hehe, so what if he is the heir to the immortal Taoist tradition, I am also the prince of the Panwu Dynasty." The third prince snorted coldly, threw up his sleeves and left.
"Hey, if you don't listen to good people, you will suffer a lot." The young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce shook his head secretly.
He had a vague feeling that the third prince was going to be in bad luck.
…
The Xianqionglou piano duel has come to an end.
But it caused quite a stir.
Because this is the first time that a younger generation is better than Tian Qin Nu in the music field.
Feng Qingling, the noble daughter of Wanhuang Lingshan, was crushed by a mysterious young master, which surprised many people.
In the imperial capital, monks in many restaurants and tea shops were talking about the news.
"As the eldest princess is about to choose her consort, all the powerful heroes appear."
"Yes, that Feng Qingling of Wanhuang Lingshan, who is also respected among the younger generation, was easily defeated like this."
"I really don't know what kind of freaks will pop up in the future."
"I was looking forward to the arrival of the Jun family's divine son, but it's a pity that I haven't heard any news about his arrival."
"Keep waiting. I believe that the divine son of the Jun family will not let the champion become arrogant."
…
Imperial Capital, Eastern Area, a secluded and elegant mountain villa.
From time to time there is the faint sound of the piano, which makes people want to hear it.
Three poles on the moon.
Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stepped out of the villa, followed by the reluctant Tianqin girl.
"Master, it's already so late, why don't you rest in the villa?" Tianqin girl said with a hint of nostalgia.
She and Jun Xiaoyao were playing the piano and discussing Taoism in the villa, which was comfortable and comfortable.
She had never experienced this feeling before.
"No, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Really, that's really a pity. I hope I can have a chance to meet the young master next time." The Tianqin girl said with a sad face.
Jun Xiaoyao turned to leave, but was stopped by Tianqin Nu.
"After communicating for so long, you still don't know the name of the young master?" Tian Qin asked, her eyes shining.
"It's easy to become an immortal but hard to be carefree, so I'll say goodbye." Jun Xiaoyao left.
"It's easy to become an immortal but hard to be free..."
Lyra Girl murmured, and then her delicate body felt as if she was struck by lightning, and her beautiful pupils widened.
"It turns out...it's actually that..." Lyra Girl took a deep breath.
Surprise, surprise, joy, all kinds of emotions are rolling in my heart.
She actually communicated with such a transcendent being alone for such a long time.
On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao walked in the void.
"You've been here for so long, can that person still hold it in?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes changed.
Naturally, he didn't just go to play the piano and talk with Tianqin girl because he was bored.
In addition to obtaining three hundred pieces of immortality, his most important purpose was to set a trap against the third prince.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao was thinking secretly in his heart.
He suddenly realized that some of the noise and noise around him seemed to have disappeared.
Even the lights in the pavilions around the imperial capital were completely extinguished.
The surroundings were plunged into absolute darkness, not even the sound of insects or birds chirping.
"Oh, are you here?" Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.
It was obvious that he was trapped in an isolation formation.
At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind Jun Xiaoyao, and the blood-red sword edge stabbed Jun Xiaoyao in the back.
Hedao realm!
Jun Xiaoyao immediately judged the person's aura.
"die!"
A hoarse voice came from the shadow's mouth.
The bloody sword edge carries a deadly edge.
"Blood-killing swordsmanship, you are Netherworld's assassin." Jun Xiaoyao turned sideways, struck the sword edge with a palm, and said at the same time.
Netherworld is a notorious killer organization in the Huangtian Immortal Domain.
As long as they pay enough, they can assassinate anyone.
They dare to assassinate even people from the Immortal Tradition.
"Foolish!"
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao blocking his sword edge with his palm, the assassin sneered.
His realm was already one level higher than Jun Xiaoyao's, and he also displayed top-notch assassination swordsmanship with princely weapons.
In this situation, Jun Xiaoyao actually used his palm to fight back. In his eyes, it was simply stupid.
However, the next moment, Netherworld couldn't laugh anymore.
Sonorous!
A sound sounded like gold and iron clashing.
Jun Xiaoyao smashed the prince's weapons with his bare hands.
Not only that, on his right arm, the fairy clouds surged and glowed.
Six pieces of Daluo Immortal Bones simultaneously provide strength.
With one punch, the void trembled and ripples rippled out.
"How is that possible!" The assassin's pupils were filled with horror.
puff!
Jun Xiaoyao punched the assassin and turned him into bloody foam.
Blood rain fell down.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained frozen. After looking around, he said calmly: "Come out, why hide it?"
"Haha, I underestimate your prey. Which immortal tradition are you?"
Four figures emerged from the dark night surrounding them.
In addition to the three men in black, there was actually a man in blood.
The blood-clothed assassin of Nether Sky has a cultivation level of Nirvana!
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