Although Wang Bo has a high-quality guqin.

but,

Owning a musical instrument does not mean that one has profound attainments in music.

It is just like a warrior who has just stepped into the world of cultivation. Even if he has a magic weapon in his hand, he cannot exert much combat power.

Looking at herself,

He has been studying music since childhood and is proficient in various musical instruments.

She is also known as the most accomplished genius in music in Xianyin Pavilion in the past thousand years, which is why she is called "Goddess of Heaven".

In this case, she didn't believe that Wang Bo could surpass her in music.

"Miss Ni is so kind. If I don't play a song for you, wouldn't it be a waste of her kindness?"

Having said this, Wang Bo immediately flipped through the guqin score.

“Crash!”

After quickly flipping through it and closing his eyes to meditate for a while, he finally opened his eyes again.

“Okay!”

Wang Bo picked up the guqin, placed it on the table in front of him, and made a "please" gesture to Ni Qiuhuan, "Miss Ni, please give it your all, and I will accompany you!"

"You said this yourself?" Ni Qiuhuan asked again.

"Miss Ni, please!"

"Okay, since you are so interested, I won't hesitate to serve you!"

Ni Qiuhuan said no more, put the flute to his lips and began to play.

Sure enough, when the flute sounded, Wang Bo's expression changed slightly.

The sound of the flute seemed to have magical power, able to penetrate deep into people's souls.

For a moment, he was filled with desire and his blood was boiling.

Fortunately, his willpower was strong enough, and after struggling for a while, he managed to hold on.

Then, he stretched out his hand and began to pluck the guqin in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano seemed to penetrate the soul.

Ni Qiuhuan's delicate body trembled, and the sound of the flute was interrupted.

Just a sound was like a ray of light in the endless darkness, illuminating everything in an instant.

It is also like an ancient and strange sound, traveling through the vastness of history and awakening the sleeping gods and demons.

Because he was too shocked, Ni Qiuhuan stopped playing and just listened quietly to Wang Bo's piano playing.

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong..."

Wang Bo continued to pluck the strings, and the sounds that penetrated his soul flowed out from between his five fingers, eventually converging into a mournful and sad melody.

From the beginning, he didn't really intend to just be a sideman.

What he wants is to come from behind and become the master.

After all, it's a competition of musical rhythm, so he certainly can't just follow Ni Qiuhuan's rhythm.

Soon after,

The song is over.

Ni Qiuhuan stood there in shock, tears streaming down his face.

He didn't even realize that the flute had fallen to the ground.

Although she didn't know what song Wang Bo had just played, the melody touched her soul and brought her to tears.

She didn't want to show embarrassment in front of Wang Bo, but she couldn't help herself after being baptized by a series of beautiful piano sounds.

"Miss Ni, I just made a fool of myself!"

It was not until Wang Bo's voice came that Ni Qiuhuan, who had been in a daze, finally woke up from his dream.

"Ah? Not bad, quite good, sounds nice..."

She quickly turned to the other side, wiped the tears from her cheeks imperceptibly, and quickly picked up the flute that had fallen to the ground.

Only after she regained her composure did she turn around and look at Wang Bo with burning eyes, "What song is this?"

"The title of the song?"

Wang Bo looked a little embarrassed.

But under Ni Qiuhuan's expectant gaze, he still said, "The name of this song is 'Beautiful Myth'."

"A beautiful... myth?"

Ni Qiuhuan pondered for a moment, frowned, and said, "Such an astonishing piece of music, how come I have never heard of it before?"

"This is a song from my hometown. It's normal that Miss Ni hasn't heard of it!"

"May I ask where your hometown is?"

"Sorry, no comment!"

Wang Bo refused outright.

As for his hometown, he would not easily reveal it to Ni Qiuhuan, a person he met for the first time, or even to Hongyue, whom he trusted the most.

"That's such a pity..."

Ni Qiuhuan didn't force it, but simply sighed, "This song is so touching. There must be an incredibly poignant story behind it."

“It’s really touching!”

Wang Bo nodded in agreement. "That's a sad story of two people who love each other but can't be together!"

"Can you tell me in detail?" Ni Qiuhuan suddenly became interested.

"Sorry, no time!"

Wang Bo shook his head, his voice gradually turning cold. "Also, I want to remind you, don't try to use this kind of soul-controlling technique on me next time, let alone on anyone else in the Netherworld Palace. Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Ni Qiuhuan's expression changed, "You, you actually figured it out?"

Wang Bo did not answer.

He casually put the guqin score and guqin into the storage bracelet and strode out of the tent.

Ni Qiuhuan stretched out his hand, but did not dare to keep him.

After all, every thief has a guilty conscience.

Under her complicated gaze, Wang Bo lifted the curtain of the tent and left resolutely.

"It seems that Master is right. I shouldn't have used the Soul Gu technique on him!"

Ni Qiuhuan muttered to himself in self-blame.

“Swish!”

The curtain at the entrance of the tent was lifted again.

Ni Qiu's brows were filled with joy.

But when she saw who was coming, the excitement that had just risen in her heart disappeared in an instant.

The one who came back was not Wang Bo, but her master Meng Wanxia.

"Huan'er, do you regret it?"

Meng Wanxia came closer and caressed Ni Qiuhuan's face lovingly.

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