Chapter 1701, a flower blooms only for a tree

Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and One

“cough.”

On Shuangyue Lake, Mei Zihua coughed violently after the string broke, and blood spurted from his mouth and fell on the sound of the piano.

However, his handsome face is still quite temperamental, and even more feminine.

He clutched his chest, looked at Lin Yun a little unwillingly, and then reached out and dropped his hand on the strings.

Mei Zihua still didn’t want to give up, but Lin Yun didn’t give him a chance.

Huh!

With the sound of breaking through the sky, Lin Yun stepped out, and the golden crow shadow bloomed behind him. He turned into a shock, slapped the piano bow in his hand and hit Mei Zihua’s hand hard.

He directly bounced his hand on the strings, Lin Yun looked at the opponent, took a deep breath and said, “You have lost.”

The breeze blew, and the original ups and downs on Shuangyue Lake gradually stopped.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Lin Yun, and their expressions couldn’t help becoming solemn.

In a seemingly calm tone, they felt a cold killing intent on Lin Yun. This killing intent had reached the limit for a long time.

They knew that Lin Yun was really angry.

Strictly speaking, Meizi Painting had long been defeated, but with an almost rogue attitude, he brought the nine maids to fight with Lin Yun again.

At this moment, as long as he dares to act rashly, there will be no end to what is waiting for him.

The victory is divided!

Looking at the pale plum paintings one after another, there was a sigh in his heart. This is the son of the Kagura family.

Now it is lost in the hands of a person who is not well-known in the past. If it is passed out, it will definitely have a great impact on the statement of Meizi painting.

Especially thinking that this person was quite arrogant before, but now it is even more embarrassing to lose in the hands of Lin Yun.

Many people looked at each other with embarrassment.

The people who had laughed at Lin Yun before were all dumbfounded, and their faces were extremely uncomfortable.

…

With countless gazes watching, the atmosphere on Shuangyue Lake stood in a stalemate for a moment.

It can be clearly seen that Lin Yun’s blow was very painful, and Mei Zihua was very angry. But in Lin Yun’s seemingly calm expression, the murderous aura that filled his body remained undiminished at all.

The bow of the piano in his hand is like a sharp sword with a cold edge.

Mei Zihua shook her hand and smiled after a long time: “You guy is really impatient, I didn’t say you didn’t win?”

“Concession.”

Lin Yun retracted the bowstring, his murderous aura gradually faded, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Who knows, Mei Zihua continued: “I’m so anxious to ask for my nine maids? Ha ha, Mei Zihua still has this responsibility, and these nine maids are all yours.”

The corner of Lin Yun’s mouth twitched, and he glanced at Mei Zihua stiffly, and couldn’t help but stab the bowstring in his hand.

“My son, don’t leave us behind!”

The nine maids were sold like this, and they suddenly became anxious.

“I don’t have such a hobby, just keep it for yourself.” Lin Yun said lightly.

Mei Zihua didn’t take it seriously, and pointed to the bow in Lin Yun’s hand and said, “What is this?”

“The bow.”

Lin Yun replied.

“Lend me a play.”

Mei Zihua didn’t feel embarrassed at all, and directly stretched out his hand to squeeze the bow of the piano, making Lin Yun a little stunned.

“Don’t be so stingy?”

Mei Zihua exerted a little force, Lin Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him, then handed Qin Bow and Xi Qin over.

Everyone was also stunned by Mei Zi’s behavior, and each of his jaws was about to fall off. This guy’s heart was so big.

Meizihua tried several times, but only made a squeak, frowned slightly, and handed both Xiqin and Qin Bow over: “It’s really hard to make it. I have time to teach me.”

On the boat upstairs, Palace Master Langya glanced at Jiang Yingtian, who nodded, then his figure flickered.

“Young Master Mei’s injury is not light. There is no good doctor in the Langya Temple. It is better for Young Master Mei to find a way to heal his injuries earlier.”

Jiang Yingtian said with a smile.

What he said was naturally a nonsense, Langya Pavilion must have a way to heal him, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was just driving him away without giving him face.

“Not in a hurry.”

Mei Zihua said faintly: “The top ten of Langya’s top ten, don’t you still have to play with Sanshengshu? Young Palace Master, I don’t think I even have the qualifications to play with Sanshengshu?”

Jiang Yingtian twitched the corner of his mouth, your face is really big.

I lost every ten fights, and I was embarrassed to stay behind. I had already left in exchange for someone else.

“Give him a place, he has this qualification.” Lin Yun said.

Jiang Yingtian took a surprised look at Lin Yun, and then looked at Mei Zi with an unsatisfactory look and said, “Brother Lin, since you have said that, then give him a place.”

He looked at Lin Yun, and then tentatively asked if Lin Yun would be the first to play with Sanshengshu.

“I’ll heal the injury first, if Young Master Mei is willing to let him first.”

Lin Yun said lightly.

“I also heal.”

Mei Zihua smiled, and after taking a pill by herself, she distributed a holy pill to each of the nine maids.

One man and nine women sat cross-legged on Shuangyue Lake, each refining the pill that they had just taken.

Huh!

Yue Weiwei and others arrived, Mu Xueling took out a jade bottle, poured out a pill, and handed it to Lin Yun.

The two were healed, and Jiang Yingtian arranged for Liu Ruochen, Ye Chen, Qin Hao, Zhang Yu, Chen Jun and others to play with Sanshengshu.

They all look forward to this opportunity, and everyone on the shore is also quite curious.

The first to appear was Liu Ruochen, who played a ensemble with Sanshengshu, and soon he was bathed in a faint sacred radiance.

It was the light swaying from the Sansheng Tree, and a powerful mental power fluctuation erupted from his body. After one song, the spiritual power in his profound palace soared by a full 30%.

But looking up, Sanshengshu didn’t react strangely.

No visions appeared, and no flowers bloomed, and Sanshengguo didn’t even have to think about it.

Although it was an expected thing, such a result somewhat made Liu Ruochen somewhat disappointed.

After that, a few people stepped forward one by one, and the rhythms they played were extremely beautiful, and they could even create a variety of vigorous moods.

Some breeze ten miles of spring, some blew the violent warm sun, and some played various mythological mysterious birds falling on the Sansheng tree.

But without exception, none of them could really impress Sanshengshu.

The most powerful Yan Tianchen only made the Sansheng Tree bloom with a vision, and dropped a little auspicious tune to cater to him.

“This Sansheng tree is a bit difficult to serve.” Lin Yun opened his eyes and said softly.

“Are you hurt?”

Yue Weiwei said with joy.

Lin Yun nodded, and then looked in the direction where Mei Zihua was, and the latter slowly opened his eyes accompanied by the nine women.

“The nine maids painted by Meizi are still pretty.” Yue Weiwei narrowed her eyes and laughed softly.

Lin Yun felt chills, his expression unchanged: “Compared with you, it’s not worth mentioning.”

“Huh, that’s natural.”

Yue Weiwei smiled and continued: “But after all, she is still a rare beauty in the world. Since he has lost, he must speak for himself.”

Lin Yun slowly got up, did not answer, looked at Yue Weiwei and said, “Weiwei, do you know what happened to me when I was held down by the heavy snow?”

“What?” Yue Weiwei blinked and said curiously.

Lin Yun looked forward and said in a deep voice: “That’s not ordinary snow, it contains the power of the holy pattern. Meizi painting has the holy pattern imprinted on it with the rhythm. It’s very cold. My consciousness was blurred at the time. It was so cold last time. It was when we were in the Xuanhuang Realm in the wind and wind, and I jumped down holding you in my arms.”

“I was injured very badly at the time. You used your martial soul to heal me…”

Yue Weiwei looked moved and couldn’t help holding Lin Yun’s hand, and said: “That guy is too bad, you are too kind to him.”

Lin Yun glanced at the painting of Meizi, and said, “Forget it, I can’t figure him out a bit, so I will remember that he has the same name as an old friend of mine.”

“Oh, then forgive him.” Yue Weiwei said.

The two were talking, and Mei Zihua brought the nine maids over, and Yue Weiwei’s expression became tense.

Mei Zihua smiled and said, “Brother Lin, shall we make another bet?”

“Don’t always bet with him, I’ll bet with you.”

Yue Weiwei blinked.

“What if you lose?” Mei Zihua smiled.

Yue Weiwei glanced at Lin Yun secretly, and said: “Don’t you like to give away people. If my Highness loses, I will give you one person, and my senior brother will give you away.”

Yan Tianchen’s face turned dark, slightly uncomfortable.

But her Highness Xuannv really wanted to send him out, and he seemed unable to resist.

Mei Zihua smiled and said: “It’s okay, but you have to change someone. I prefer Lin Xiao. If you lose, send him to me. Is it feasible?”

“no!”

Yue Weiwei glared at him.

Mei Zihua smiled and looked at Lin Yun and said, “Do you know why these people can’t let Sanshenghua bloom?”

As soon as these words came out, Yue Weiwei and Yan Tianchen couldn’t help but look at him.

Even Mu Xueling’s eyes flashed with a strange color, and her gaze fell on him.

Lin Yun didn’t know what he was going to do, and said, “You said.”

“Are you sure you want to know?” Mei Zihua smiled.

Seeing Lin Yun a little embarrassed, Yue Weiwei smiled: “If you really know it? Why tell others, isn’t it beautiful for you to let the Sansheng Tree blossom and bear fruit?”

Mei Zihua smiled and said, “I know it’s useless, I can’t do it.”

Seeing some people’s doubts, he added: “It’s not because of lack of melody, it’s because of other reasons.”

“Since you can’t do it, what do you want this place for?” Yan Tianchen frowned.

Mei Zihua smiled and said, “I am asking for my nine maids. They can play together and share a quota.”

“If you know, just say it.” Yue Weiwei said: “My Highness can promise you what you want.”

She definitely hoped that Lin Yun could make the Sansheng Tree bloom and get another Sansheng Fruit.

Meizi drew: “I do know that the Kagura family knows some secrets, and the people in Langya Tiangong may not know these secrets.”

“If you want to know, you have to teach me how to play Xiqin. Of course… you have to give me the three ancient tunes you played before.”

Lin Yun glanced at him and said, “You can do everything you want, but before that, you have to apologize to my senior.”

Just as Yan Tianchen was about to speak, Mei Zihua smiled and said, “He doesn’t need it. He just stopped me because of you. I’m not as skilled as people, so I must be convinced.”

Yan Tianchen glanced at Mei Zihua in surprise, and said, “That’s true, Junior Brother, you promised him.”

Lin Yun nodded without hesitating.

Mei Zihua smiled and said: “Then it is a deal, but it is actually very simple. There are only seven words, and a flower is only for a tree.”

Yue Weiwei, Yan Tianchen, Lin Yun, and even Mu Xueling were slightly startled, silent.

Mei Zihua smiled, and returned with the nine maids.

“A flower blooms only for a tree.”

Lin Yun groaned and looked at Yue Weiwei, she also looked over.

The two of them looked at each other, and they understood something in a daze, but they couldn’t really grasp it.

At this moment, the Shinto Pavilion Zhang Prisoner finished playing, and the Sanshengshu still had no response.

“Brother Lin, come on!”

Jiang Yingtian looked over and invited him.

The sound fell, not only the people who had failed on the lake, but everyone on the shore also looked over.

Everyone was quite curious about whether Lin Xiao could make her bloom again for the Sansheng tree that had been unable to bloom for 800 years.