Not all nicknames are your favorites.

Xie Qingyun was also given a very annoying nickname in his previous life. He understood Ye Qingquan's mood very well, so he smiled and said, "I said the wrong thing. I asked again. How dare you ask Ye Qingquan?"

Ye Qingquan smiled softly: "Young man knows the mistake and corrects it. I like it very much. Why not just give up and drink together?"

When women in this world like you, they will affectionately call you the husband. This is a beautiful name for a man, spit out from the woman's mouth, as if pearls and jade were on the plate; but if the other person is a big man, it is really unbearable.

"Ye's 'Young Master', I've been waiting for a lot of time recently. I can't push it out. I'm sorry." Xie Qingyun's smile remained unchanged, and he deliberately took the word "Young Master" harder, hoping that the other party would think of his gender for a long time.

"Then don't think about passing by me." Ye Qingquan's face gradually became less beautiful.

The sound of the piano suddenly became fierce, and the sound waves almost turned into real swords, continuously slashing on the iron wall. For a moment, the sound of "ping-ping-pong" was endless, and the iron wall was vibrating endlessly, as if it would be broken at any time.

Chen Liang looked at the bridge in a very anxious manner. General Manager Zhao sneered: "This kid is a little capable of getting here, but under the sound of Ye Qingquan's piano, he has only one way to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the only iron wall in front of Xie Qingyun exploded, and there was no protection at all.

Chen Liang's face was pale and said anxiously: "Xie Xianshi doesn't have to worry about me, hurry up and take the spell back..."

Manager Zhao laughed: "Xie Qingyun, if you dare to take it back, I dare to kill him."

Xie Qingyun stood on the bridge and looked back at them, with a strange expression on his face. Mr. Zhao looked at his strange expression and was puzzled. Suddenly, Xie Qingyun reached out to draw his sword. He heard a "choke" sound. In a muffled sound of "puff puff puff", the energy transformed by the piano sound seemed to be completely dissolved, and the piano sound stopped.

Manager Zhao's face changed. He rushed to the bridge and saw that Ye Qingquan had collected the piano and retreated to the roof of the pavilion on the other side of the shore. The ground was cut through a deep ditch where he was sitting. I believe that if he hadn't reacted quickly, Ye Qingquan and his qin would have been divided into two.

He knew why Xie Qingyun looked at him so strangely, and the subtext was "I haven't paid back my hand yet, why do you think I'm exhausted?" He finally understood that the black knife on the other party's waist was not an decoration. If he had been unsheathed from the beginning, he would have been in a different position now.

Thinking of this, he retreated to the guardrail in shock.

Chen Liang ran up happily and glared at him proudly: Xie Xianshi is not something that a villain like you can threaten.

Xie Qingyun returned the knife to the sheath, walked down the arch bridge, looked up at Ye Qingquan on the top of the Banpo Pavilion: "Brother Ye, please let me go, I don't want to hurt you."

Ye Qingquan looked at the deep ditch from afar, feeling that these words were not convincing at all. He said lightly: "Qi Jingyi's pair of slaves is kind to him and guarding the gate for him for three years is my promise."

As he spoke, steaming mist was already flowing out of his body. His internal force seemed to be very special, a faint pink color, which made his body radiate a faint pink light.

A gentle and melodious music began to sound, and in his hand, every string was stained with pink light. With a light play, a sharp blade broke through the air.

In the spiritual consciousness, these sharp blades have nowhere to hide, but they also deeply feel the terrifying sound of the piano.

Xie Qingyun's heart moved, and his hand holding the knife burned. In the pulling battle with Qingjian Gate, he realized another use of "Star Fire" - this spell was usually used to squeeze mana into the shape of a fire bullet like a squeezing ball, but let go of the mana channel and no longer squeeze it, and "Star Fire" became a continuous burning integral.

The flame burned in his hands, and he didn't feel burning, as if it was wrapped in warm water, which was very comfortable. He drew his sword and unsheathed it, and the flame spread along the ink crystal-like blade, causing the whole knife to burn.

The people watching were stunned. Can spells still be used like this?

Xie Qingyun himself is also in the exploratory stage.

At that time, he slashed out with a knife, and saw the sword light wrapped in flames breaking through the air, colliding with the sharp blade carrying pink light in the sky, and immediately exploded "boom boom boom".

This sword light also possesses the sharpness of the long night and the explosive power of the "Star Fire", and instantly swallows up the sound of the piano.

Aftermaths flew everywhere, stirring up splashes of water on the lake.

Ye Qingquan's face turned pale, and he jumped up with the violin, and the piano was at the bottom and the body was above. The powerful internal force made him temporarily stagnate. He pulled one hand hard on the belly of the piano, and all the strings trembled, making a harsh sound like a magical sound.

"Ah, don't play..." President Zhao screamed and knelt down and hugged his head.

Chen Liang was protected by iron walls and was not hurt, and looked at him happily and sneered.

The sound of the piano became more and more terrifying, and even Xie Qingyun frowned slightly. He suddenly rushed a few steps and jumped up towards Ye Qingquan. The black knife burned the spark and slashed from bottom to top.

That's now!

Seeing this, Ye Qingquan suddenly loosened the strings, just like a giant crossbow on a siege car. This loosening accumulated an unknown amount of power and completely let go. Only the pink light wave exploded, and the dragon and snake were circling high.

Bang!

The next moment, the sword light with fireworks soared into the sky, rolling the anime clouds, the pink light waves scattered like meteor showers, the guqin broke from it, Ye Qingquan flew towards the lake, and was pulled by Xie Qingyun near the water surface. With this force, he was able to spin back to the shore, and his pale face looked resentful:

"I have tried my best, please go there."

"Take care." Xie Qingyun smiled and returned to the sheath and strided away. Although he won the victory, it was a sign of escaping no matter how he looked at it.
Chapter completed!