He is the strongest among the Three Kingdoms.

Jin Le whispered: "This is because you have lost your mind. She doesn't want to see you anymore. It's purely because the little girl doesn't understand. But if you win her master today and she is moved and amazed by your art, then you are

She is her master. Think about it, this business is a sure profit. If you get to know her, it is equivalent to getting to know the master of Yanyu Pavilion and Divine Doctor Yun. Speaking of which, it is better than you being the prince's master.

It sounds much better."

These words are really on point.

Yes, it is very powerful to be the prince's master, but if you can win Yuan Baoer, it will be even more powerful!

Mo Xun's eyes lit up, and he finally saw the light of benefit: "I know."

Seeing the two people chattering, Yuan Baoer frowned impatiently and urged: "Are you okay?"

"Okay." Mo Xun regained his serious look, as if he was immune to the smoke and fire. He seemed to be quite stylish, but Yuan Baoer didn't feel cold at all: "Should the bet go ahead?"

"Can."

Mo Xun nodded slightly, in a very elegant manner, believing that he would definitely win. If he, who had been a musician for more than 40 years, could lose to a young boy, wouldn't it be a big shame?

In fact, his goal now is not to defeat this person, but to make the princess admire his skills, become his apprentice, and let him be associated with the master of Yanyu Pavilion.

Thinking of this, the golden light in his eyes flashed, as if he was paying some bad attention, he gently stroked the strings and played the first note.

The music sounded melodiously, not the kind of amazing and exciting tunes. Instead, it was exceptionally quiet and peaceful, as if everything had been put into his small space. Suddenly, the music suddenly changed, as if something was tangled in his heart.

Then he suddenly becomes enlightened, and his mood rises and falls rapidly along with the music, and then suddenly turns calm again, slowly calming down his mood, and the song ends.

Yuan Baoer opened his mouth in amazement and clapped his hands amidst the applause.

The strong is the strong, of course she would admit it. It has to be said that a master is a master.

But she felt that her master's music was not bad. Her master's music could make her immersed in it and was very stable.

Despite this, she still looked at Fu Sichen with some worry: "Master, don't be nervous."

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and stared at her, reached out and patted her head gently, and slowly walked to the middle.

Yun Sinian leaned on the chair, stepped leisurely on the edge of the chair, and shook his head gently: "It's very impressive, like a handicraft, every place is perfect, but there is just something missing."

Mo Xun's expression changed as he was about to return to his seat, and he glanced at Yun Sinian displeasedly: "Why, Divine Doctor Yun still knows music?"

"I don't take it seriously, but it's just that I have lived longer and listened to more music."

A little older?

Looking at this kid, he seems to be in his early twenties if he can survive. How can he live longer?

Can he live longer than this old man?

Mo Xun shook his head speechlessly, thinking that the guys around this group leader were all frivolous and rude.

He wanted to see what these guys could pop up.

At the moment, Fu Sichen was sitting in the center, stroking the strings with his hand, and played the first note. Then, the music slowly flowed out like spring water, so beautiful and illusory that people couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Mo Xun, who was sitting in the middle and scoffing, suddenly looked shocked and slowly stood up from his seat: "This is -"

"Moonpicking?" Someone in the crowd shouted uncontrollably.

Bao'er was startled when he heard this, and looked at the people around him in confusion. Yun Sinian pinched the snack with a smile: "I picked moon songs as soon as I came up. It seems that this guy has made up his mind to slap him in the face."

His familiar tone sounded like he was very familiar with the other person.

The sound of the music is clear and pleasant, as if it is taking people to the starry sky, and the slender fingers are playing with the strings, which is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

When the song was over, the audience fell into a dead silence, and then burst into deafening applause: "It turned out to be the moon-picking song!!"

"Oh my god, I really have goosebumps all over my body. I didn't expect that after all these years, I could still hear the song "Moon Picking".

Fu Sichen Shiran stood up, turning a deaf ear to the compliments of the people around him, walked behind Yuan Baoer, and looked down at her.

Although she didn't understand it, she thought it was very pleasant to hear. It was much more pleasant than the previous masters.

Her eyes were full of joy: "Master, you are a great thief!"

Fu Sichen's eyes flashed slightly, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub her head.

At this moment, Mo Xun, who was originally arrogant, suddenly became humble for some reason: "Master, I don't know where you got the second half of the song "Picking the Moon"? Or is this second half your own?

Where was it written?"

Yuan Baoer was stunned. They had been very excited about this piece of music since just now. Could it be that this piece of music is a precious piece of music that has been lost for many years?

But what she didn't expect was that it was really like this.

Jiang Muchen explained: "This song of picking the moon is a divine song from a hundred years ago. I heard it was written by a master, but the master didn't have any other songs. He became famous in one song. At that time, the late emperor was still looking for this composer.

, I tried my best to simulate the first half of the song, but the second half was cut off because no one could remember it and it was too difficult.”

That means that the poor master she picked up on the boat was a great god who knew the lost divine music???

She looked at the man behind her in shock. He stood there silently, as if he couldn't feel the flattery of the people next to him. This state of being without human fireworks made her suddenly think of someone:

Fu Sichen.

But she had never seen Fu Sichen play the piano, so she didn't think he could do it. But when she thought about it carefully, the weird thing about this guy was that his hands looked like Fu Sichen's.

But Fu Sichen didn't have any reaction when he heard that she had found a master.

And what Yun Sinian said just now——

She looked suspiciously and slapped him up and down in the face several times.

Why didn't she notice that they seemed to be similar in height?

Fu Sichen felt her gaze keenly, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the little girl was staring at him intensely like she was looking at a monster, as if she was suspecting something.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at her while resting his bamboo hat. He felt a little flustered in his heart, and accidentally tapped Yun Sinian on the other side with his hand.

Yun Sinian was eating snacks when he suddenly felt his shoulder being touched. When he turned his head, he saw this scene.

The little girl had a serious look on her face and was staring at Fu Sichen closely, as if she already had suspicions.
Chapter completed!