"It's him. It has nothing to do with me." Nie Li pointed at Mo Xiaotou. He didn't want to be remembered by these people.
"Could it be that this little girl cannot enter the young master's discerning eyes?" Yun Guiyu looked at Nie Li with a bitter expression. Her lovely appearance made people feel pity for her and glared at Nie Li even more angrily.
Nie Li looked at Yun Guiyu. A trace of slyness flashed through her eyes. This woman was not simple. "Then Miss Yun, what do you think is worthy of my attention?" Nie Li looked up at Yun Guiyu with cold eyes. He didn't think the woman in front of him was beautiful.
In terms of appearance and temperament, she was not as good as Qin Xinyin. In terms of heart and character, she was not as good as Chun Mei. Perhaps it was these two girls who first appeared in Nie Li's life that changed his trajectory and life.
Looking at Nie Li's indifferent eyes, Yun Guiyu felt indignant. Every man looked at her with infinite greed. But Nie Li looked at her as if she was an ordinary person. Was she that ordinary?
"I would like to hear your answer." Yun Guiyu's eyes fell on Nie Li. Nie Li frowned. She was trying to make things difficult for him. If his answer was average or not, he would be looked down upon and ridiculed. If he answered well, it would also arouse jealousy.
"Looking forward to your return, gazing at the railing, the wind blows, the clouds and rain wither." Nie Li thought for a moment and said. After hearing this, everyone was silent. Even Yun Guiyu looked at Nie Li carefully.
Yun Guiyu's sentence was very good, but they fell into a mistake. They blindly followed the poem and added their own literary talent and experience to fill in the lyrics. But Nie Li was different. He wrote the poem from Yun Guiyu's point of view.
A young woman, alone in an empty room, her hair turned white with the passage of time. What was worth her waiting for? No doubt it was love. Nie Li came up with this second line. Yun Guiyu didn't look at Nie Li. Her eyes were unfocused. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Sir, you won." Yun Guiyu looked at Nie Li and opened her red lips. "I'm not interested in you." Nie Li didn't become arrogant because of Yun Guiyu's words.
"You." Yun Guiyu had been defeated by this man several times today. In the past, men would pounce on her like a puppy when she beckoned them with her finger. "Nie Li, how can you miss such a good opportunity?" Seeing Nie Li's refusal, Mo Xiaotou said anxiously. Something must have happened to Yun Guiyu to be his guest. Mo Xiaotou could not help but let his imagination run wild.
"Boy, please apologize to Miss Yun..... Di Lei shouted loudly. After being defeated by a few people, he naturally wanted to regain his dignity. Since his literary talent was not good, then his martial strength should not be bad.
"If I don't apologize, what can you do to me?" ............. how...................
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. "" You're so weak. Go home. " Nie Li pushed him. Di Lei felt a cold and brutal internal force coming from his right arm. He hurriedly retreated and swung his right arm. There was an indescribable feeling that made him uncomfortable.
This person's internal force was strange. He just thought that Nie Li was a rich kid with poor martial arts and didn't dare to use all his strength. He didn't expect Nie Li to trick him. It seemed that he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Boy, I was just testing you.
Now you'll see how powerful I am. " Di Lei shouted. His body was already in the air. He opened his arms like an eagle and stared at Nie Li, ready to kill him with one claw.
"You're just a little bird." Nie Li looked at Di Lei. His internal force slowly climbed up his right hand. He raised a finger. The black internal force wrapped around his index finger and pointed. The black internal force was like a sharp arrow and directly pierced Di Lei's palm.
Although the full power of the Finger of World was not displayed, it was mixed with Nie Li's dissatisfaction and his own will. The power was not to be underestimated. Although Di Lei was an early stage Xiantian, Nie Li was not afraid.
This was where the Imperial Court was embarrassed. The strong people in the underworld all came from large sects. Unless they nurtured their own talents, the Patrol Inspector was one of them. Unless they nurtured their own talents, very few people would join the Imperial Court. A rogue cultivator like Nie Li only joined because he needed the Imperial Court's protection.
Di Lei secretly felt that something was wrong. He quickly caught a sharp and cold aura. It was the same as the internal force from before. "Break for me!" Nie Li coldly shouted. His internal force surged even more.
Di Lei's hand landed on Nie Li's shoulder. Drip, drip, drip. Strands of blood dripped from his right hand onto Nie Li's clothes. The blood did not stain his clothes, but instead slid down his clothes to the ground.
Di Lei looked at Nie Li in shock. Why didn't his claw injure him? Not even his clothes were torn.
"Now you can scram." Nie Li pushed with his right palm. The Green Python Twisting Strike landed on Di Lei's shoulder. Di Lei's body flew out. After standing up, he covered his shoulder with his hand. Strands of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The torn clothes on his shoulder revealed a dark purple color. Di Lei covered the wound with his hand. A trace of blood flowed out. He did not expect Nie Li's palm to be so fierce. It was just mixed with the special internal force of the Inverse Remnant Demon Art.
"You're good." Di Lei knew that he had lost. The others looked at Nie Li. They could not see the depth of this person. He looked very unfamiliar. But his strength was not simple. He defeated the martial champion so easily.
"Guiyu, please come up for a chat." Yun Guiyu's voice sounded again. "Nie Li, go. I'll deal with her." Mo Xiaotou did not want to let go of this opportunity. She pulled Nie Li's clothes and said.
"Okay." Looking at the others' expectant eyes, Nie Li did not want to dampen their spirits. He tiptoed and his body swept over like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yun Guiyu. The wind blew Yun Guiyu's gauze.
The others widened their eyes, thinking that they could catch a glimpse of something beautiful. "Young master, please come in. You can also bring your friends." Yun Guiyu led Nie Li into a room. Mo Xiaotou and the others followed Nie Li into the room.
Seeing them enter Yun Guiyu's room, the people below were envious. Liu Zhong and the others felt like there was a knife on their back. This group of people was like a pack of wolves. They could not wait to kill them.
As soon as they entered the room, a faint fragrance came from inside. There was a very large platform in the middle. There were steps around the platform. A few steps in front of the steps, there was a sumptuous meal. Nie Li calmly found a place to sit down.
Yun Guiyu walked to the seat in the middle and sat down. There was an empty seat next to her. It should be reserved for the people who were selected tonight. However, Nie Li sat at the back. Mo Xiaotou took the opportunity to sit next to Yun Guiyu.
Yun Guiyu did not show any dissatisfaction. Mo Xiaotou was not worse than Nie Li. She only felt frustrated. "Young master, could it be Guiyu?
Is it some kind of evil spirit? Why are you so far away from me? "Yun Guiyu said, half angry.
"I am, so it's better not to disturb Miss Yun." Nie Li picked up the chopsticks and started eating. He did not look at Yun Guiyu. To him, the latter was not as tempting as the food.
"Young master is really interesting. Come, bring me my pipa. I will play a song for the young masters." Yun Guiyu walked to the platform in the middle of the room. Two women, one holding a chair, the other holding a pipa.
They handed it to Yun Guiyu and left. Yun Guiyu held the pipa. Her right hand's fingers were like waves, gently stroking the strings. The crisp sound of the pipa entered everyone's ears. There was no rhythm or rhythm, but it sounded very harmonious.
Suddenly, the style of the song changed. Yun Guiyu sang softly. Her soft voice was mature and hoarse. Together with the song, it was as if she was telling a story.
When Nie Li saw her technique, he knew that she was an expert. The song was very sad. It had to be said that Yun Guiyu's song was like a poem. It carried her personal sorrow and sorrow. Those stories that could not be told to others were gathered in the song and the song.
The few people slowly closed their eyes and listened carefully to the song. Only Nie Li and Little Mo were still very clear. They looked at Yun Guiyu. Nie Li's eyes were cold. The song was very beautiful. Nie Li had to admit. But the song brought back the pain he did not want to remember.
So he deliberately kept himself awake. Little Mo's eyes were full of greed. He looked at Yun Guiyu, almost drooling. Yun Guiyu thought that the few of them would be immersed in the song. She had deliberately laid the groundwork for so long.
But when she looked up, she saw two different eyes. One hot and one cold. Especially Nie Li. His eyes were frighteningly cold, but with melancholy and vulnerability. Yun Guiyu's right hand trembled. Her song was suddenly disrupted.
But Yun Guiyu reacted in time and made up for it. It didn't affect the overall effect. But Mo Xiaotou looked between Nie Li and Yun Guiyu at the moment when the music stopped. There was no turbidity or desire in her eyes, only clarity.
But in the blink of an eye, he pretended to be lecherous again. After the song ended, the room was silent for a long time. Little Mo could not help but clap loudly to pull the few people back to reality. Nie Li also clapped softly.
"Guiyu saw that you were not moved. You must have some opinions about my song." Yun Guiyu looked at Nie Li. A man could keep calm in her beauty and song. He was not simple.
"I don't have any opinions. I just think it's very nice." Nie Li said.
"If it's nice, why do you still have such an expression?" Yun Guiyu quickly asked.
"It's because it's too nice that it's not perfect." This woman was really smart. Nie Li was stunned for a moment and said.
"Why do you say that?" Yun Guiyu frowned slightly. She did not like this sentence. Someone had said the same thing.
"The song should be controlled by the person, not the song. Your song is too perfect. It's so perfect that there's no emotion. It's too abrupt. In other words, your skills occupy all the space. There's not much room for emotion. "Nie Li said.
The song was very beautiful, but the emotional part was very weak. As soon as it opened, it could evoke too many memories and emotions. But Nie Li could easily keep calm.
He could guarantee that if it were Qin Xinyin, she could pull people into her world just by playing the pipa without using the skills of the Heavenly Sound Valley.
Compared with Qin Xinyin, Yun Guiyu was still far behind.
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