The sound of 'this king' made Mo Xuan's goosebumps all over her body, this demonic woman looked really a little gloomy, and her voice was also very penetrating, terrifying, but this uncomfortable feeling, Mo Xuan felt as if she had a sense of déjà vu.

You're not just here to join in the fun, are you? Qingyang still said softly, but there was a bit of tough light in his eyes.

The ghost king laughed and said: Hahaha, it is difficult for this king to go out of the ghost door, so naturally he can't return empty-handed, Qingyang, I heard that the Yuling Qin score is here with you, and you don't know the rhythm, why don't you sell a favor and give it to me?

It's just a piano score, as for this ghost door, is it so laborious?

Qingyang smiled slightly and said: You are really still too obsessed!

Don't talk nonsense, do you give or don't give! The Ghost King's eyes were bright.

It's unfortunate that you're here, I've already given it to someone else! Qingyang replied truthfully.

Feather Soul Score?

Mo Xuan thought back to what the ghost king said just now, and suddenly at the moment, wasn't the piano score he took from Qingyang the one he said in the ghost king's mouth?

Originally, Mo Xuan just wanted to pick a not too valuable thing to play with, and accidentally saw the piano score, and couldn't help but think of her father and mother who could play the piano the most in her family, so she took it easily, she originally thought that even if this piano score had been lost for a long time, but no matter how valuable it was, it was not valuable, where did you know, now even the ghost king will only come for that piano score, it seems that the piano score is really not simple, but I have been reading it for so long, how can I not seem to have any clues?

Hearing Qingyang's answer, the Ghost King was obviously a little unconvinced, and snorted lightly: Will the head of the Heavenly Machine Sect also lie?

When the elders heard this sarcastic words, their faces were worse than the other, and they all had the feeling of going up to fight, but Qingyang still replied indifferently: What the old man said is the truth!

Did you really give it to someone else? The Ghost King asked again with confirmation.

Qingyang nodded lightly.

The anger between the ghost king's eyebrows couldn't help but rise, Qingyang, you are very good!

What she tried her best to get, Qingyang, an old thing, gave it away so easily, and still had such an attitude, how could she be calm.

Who did you give it to? The Ghost King asked angrily.

Without waiting for Qingyang to answer, the demon Wuxin on the side spoke: Old woman, have you asked enough, today is a duel between this seat and the head of Qingyang, you seem to have picked the wrong time, right?

Mo Wuxin's unceremonious words made people really worried and admired, he really deserved to be the leader of the Demon Sect who was not afraid of heaven and earth, if he was someone else, how dare he shout the words 'old woman' directly to the king of the ghost gate.

Although the ghost king wore a veil, the terrifying murderous aura that instantly appeared in her eyes made everyone feel cold.

Do you think your duel can continue, this king tells you, if you don't bring what this king wants today, this king will let you all come and have no return! The Ghost King smiled charmingly, and turned to a very serious 'threat'.

Demon girl, you are too rampant, are you, are you no one in our Heavenly Machine Sect? The Great Elder finally got up and scolded loudly.

The crowd immediately chimed in.

Although there are not many people from this ghost sect, but the people in the Tianji faction are not a problem, even if everyone in the ghost sect is a good hand, I am afraid it will be difficult to take advantage of the disciples of the Tianji faction.

Regarding the Great Elder's words, the Ghost King didn't care at all, but instead laughed and asked, "Do you think I really will come to this Heavenly Sect so casually?"

After that, there was a sudden rain of petals in the air, and the red and swaying flowers kept falling down, and each petal was red and charming, and the red was seeping.