MTL - Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away! (The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!)-v2 Chapter 10736 you lose

   Chapter 10736 You Lost

Elder Qu took the jade glass bodhi leaf, examined it for a moment, and then handed it to Sovereign He.

  Sect Master He also looked at it for a long time. Although the leaf looked a little extraordinary, he would not believe it if he could use a sound kill.

  Elder Zhu was anxious and took the leaves to his mouth.

  噗! puff! puff!

  Elder Zhu's face suddenly flushed, because the sound he was blowing was really indecent, as if he was... farting.

  He was not reconciled, and after tossing for a while, he was finally able to play a few simple scales.

  He couldn't help shaking his head. If he used this thing to learn and practice hard, he could also play the tune, but it was nonsense to say that the sound was killed!

   Yun Chujiu saw that he had given up, and smiled lightly: "Can I start now?"

  Sect Master He nodded: "Head of Yun, please!"

  Yun Chujiu once again took out a jade glass linden leaf, brewed some emotions, and began to blow the cabbage.

  It was this piece she played when she was in Kuzen Buddhism. She thinks that the chance of success in playing this piece is higher.

  In order to restore the original situation, she also deliberately thought about some sad things, such as Di Beiming, the heartless man, has amnesia, for example, she can't control her emotions and so on.

   But no matter what she thought, she couldn't bring up the slightest sadness, and even blew a sad song of cabbage out of a beaming feeling.

  The people of the Sanskrit Music School started to stretch their necks, stare at them, and listen with their ears upright. As a result, nothing happened.

   Yun Chujiu put down the leaves and said, “I didn’t use the spiritual sense just now, because I want to give you a buffer of time so that you won’t be able to stand it.

  Now I am about to officially start! "

  The people of the Sanskrit School believe that it is true, and are waiting for it.

  As a result, after one song, nothing happened.

   Yun Chujiu gave a dry cough: "I'll give you some more buffer time, I will really start this time!"

  The people of the Sanskrit School couldn’t help but feel suspicious this time. How could there be a buffer over and over again? Could it be that she doesn't know **** sound at all?

  After Yun Chujiu’s fourth attempt failed, Elder Zhu couldn’t hide his excitement and said:

   "Head of Yun, I don't think you need to try again, we won this bet!"

  Others also echoed: "Yes, since you can't use the blade to use sound to kill, you will lose!"

   "I really thought that sound killing can be learned by anyone?! That's the unspoken secret of our Sanskrit Music School. No matter how powerful your cultivation is, it will be useless if you have no talent and practice."

   "I laughed at how we played badly before, and that's how you played it, not as good as us!"

  ...

   Hearing their discussion, Yun Chujiu's mania surged again, and when she raised her hand, a purple lightning struck the clearing: "Shut up!"

  The disciples of the Sanskrit sect who spoke coldly no longer dared to speak, they were so excited just now that they had forgotten that this was a murderous demon.

  Even purple lightning can be externalized. Is this still a human? !

  Sect Master He suppressed the shock in his heart and arched his hands: "Head Yun, according to what we just said..."

  Before he finished speaking, Yun Chujiu gave him a cold look. Sect Master He saw that she had turned into purple eyes, and there was a hostile temper escaping, and the rest of the words couldn't help but get stuck in his throat.

  Yun Chujiu retracted his gaze, picked up the jade glass linden leaf in his hand and played.

  She played a very killing piece this time. For a time, everyone in the Sanskrit School only felt that the killing air was oncoming, and even took a few steps involuntarily.

  (End of this chapter)