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Chapter 2150 She actually planned to play the piano?

Seeing the seven people attacking together, Su Moliang immediately straightened his expression.

In this situation, it was impossible for her to be stupid enough to fight with bare hands like she did just now.

After all, these seven people have always been the Houtian emperor's spiritual masters who are two realms higher than herself. Even if she fights across two levels, there will be no problem, but if she doesn't keep them all, she will kick the iron plate and encounter some hard bones, so she should be cautious.

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Thinking of this, Su Moliang waved his sleeves, sat on the ground, waved his hand gently, and summoned the Drunk Yin Water Yueqin.

Speaking of which, this piano was given to her by Prince Ning. It was not of much use to her originally, but in front of so many people, it was good to use it to replace the dragon piano.

No matter what, to deal with a large group attack, sound attack is the most convenient!

Anyway, with her current strength, when facing the spiritual master of the Emperor Houtian in the mid-term, she can fight without the need for Ice Sacrifice Jiutian. She can fight with just the sound of the piano and spiritual power. There is really no need to use the dragon piano.

Even if Longqin had burned the divine pattern to hide his identity, in her opinion, she should try not to use it if possible.

Furthermore, she inherited the skills of controlling beasts at the Broken Soul Cliff in Huoyan City, and her attacks on the soul and spiritual levels have been greatly improved.

Although the effect of using beast control techniques to deal with people is not very obvious, it can interfere with their brains and suppress their souls to some extent.

However, what Su Moliang thought was a more prudent and prudent approach was completely ridiculous in the eyes of those seven masters.

They were all startled, stopped, and stared at her with strange expressions.

Looking at her posture, it is obvious that she wants to play the piano!

But in such a critical moment, if you still have the time to play the piano, isn't it intentional to insult people?

The man in purple who was sitting at the preparation table couldn't help but sneer when he saw this, "Haha, I have long heard that eldest brother gave the drunken water moon piano to that maid. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true.

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"However, even if the Zuiyin Water Yueqin is a high-quality and rare instrument, it would be too fanciful to use it to fight against the siege of seven mid-stage Houtian emperor spiritual masters!"

The man in purple who spoke was named Ning Haochu, the youngest son of Governor Ning Jianzhou. He was the one who just laughed at Ning Chuxuan for his poor eyesight and fell in love with an ugly maid. Who knew he would be slapped in the face by Su Moliang's explosive strength?

I have always been unhappy, so when I saw Su Moliang planning to use the piano to fight, I couldn't help but complain.

He had heard that Su Moliang's piano skills were terrible, he couldn't make the music, he couldn't tune the tunes, he played in a mess, and he didn't understand the music at all. Now he had to use music to deal with a group of powerful masters. Naturally, he couldn't understand this.

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Of course, even if this maid knows the sound attack, the music attack has extremely high requirements for the piano player. If she does not practice to a certain level and does not have high talent, it will be very difficult to deal with opponents of the same level, let alone fighting across two levels.

Originally, Ning Haochu didn't think much of her when she used the high-quality sword just now to deal with these masters, let alone the piano. No wonder he would make sarcastic comments.

When the man in brown clothes sitting next to Ning Haochu heard what he said, he immediately recognized the guqin in Su Moliang's hand. He also glanced at Ning Qixuan in surprise, and teased with sharp eyes, "I didn't expect that.

Ah, my eldest brother loves the piano so much that he is willing to bear the pain and part with it. I am getting more and more curious, what is so special about that maid’s piano skills that makes you so fond of her?"

The man in brown is named Ning Hongfeng. He is also the son of the governor. However, he is the second eldest son and is a concubine. His status is not as noble as that of Ning Qixuan. However, he is very powerful and capable, and his prestige in the Ning family is very high.

There is even a tendency to overshadow Ning Qixuan, so the two have been at odds with each other and have a bad relationship.

Precisely because he understood Ning Qixuan's obsession with the piano, he was quite shocked by the gift of the piano to him.

"Tch, there's nothing special about it. If there's anything special, it's just that the playing is particularly unpleasant!" Situ Lingxiang, who was in the audience, had been speechless by Su Moliang before, and she had been feeling very aggrieved. Now,

When he saw her playing the piano, he snorted disdainfully.

That day at the dinner party at the City Lord's Mansion, she heard her play the piano with her own ears. The music was inferior to the music she played when she was a child. She didn't know what was so good about it, but she actually got a reward from Prince Ning.

When it comes to playing the piano, their eldest sister is the best at playing the piano, but as a result, she didn't even get a chance to perform. It's really unfair to let that cheap maid Su Liyin steal the spotlight for nothing!

When Ning Hongfeng heard this, he chuckled twice, "My eldest brother is a well-known piano fanatic. He naturally has his reasons for appreciating that maid's piano skills."

Although he said this, his tone was full of ridicule, and he obviously didn't think much of Su Moliang.

Because everyone in the world knows that Prince Ning loves the piano and has devoted his whole life to repairing it, but his ability to use the piano to fight is not very strong.

Therefore, he is proficient in temperament and obsessed with the music, and he cannot extricate himself. It just allows him to study the temperament more thoroughly.

In other words, his piano is useless. It is very successful in theory, but it is not very helpful in actual combat.

In fact, strictly speaking, Ning Yuxuan's fighting ability is not weaker than Ning Haochu's. It's just that he has been obsessed with Qin Dao over the years and has been distanced in the cultivation of spiritual power, so he has a faint tendency to be overtaken.

Of course, Ning Chuxuan also felt threatened, but he could never let go of his original intention and give up piano repairing.

Therefore, he felt very painful in his heart. He was often angry that he knew so much about piano but could not become a great piano player!

However, since he met this maid named Su Liyin, he felt the obscure and mysterious power from her music. He knew that it was a lethal power.

If his perception is correct, then the maid, whether she is a violinist or not, will shine in her piano repairing journey.

This is also the reason why he admires Su Liyin and wants to recruit her for his own use.

Ning Haochu and others who don't understand music naturally don't understand this.

Thinking about it, Ning Yuxuan curled his lips and smiled, and said calmly, "If you don't understand the piano, just say a few words less to avoid becoming a joke."

As soon as these words came out, Situ Lingxiang was immediately speechless and felt even more angry, but she did not dare to offend Prince Ning.

Even Ning Hongfeng looked slightly downcast and glanced at him coldly.

Ning Haochu laughed unscrupulously, "Haha, eldest brother has practiced piano skills for so many years, but he can't even use the piano to fight. Of course we who have never practiced the piano don't understand the piano, so, second brother, we still

Don't open your mouth to avoid being despised by others."

What Ning Haochu said was quite damaging. It was just to rub salt into Ning Yuxuan's wounds. It was extremely vicious.

Ning Chuxuan seemed to have developed an immunity, and ignored his cynicism, and returned his gaze to the battlefield.

At this time, an extremely strange scene appeared on the battlefield. A peak-level Emperor Spiritualist holding a zither in his hand was facing off against seven mid-stage Houtian Emperor Spiritualists.
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