Chapter Twenty-Three: A Song of the Ages 2

"Wow, Sister Flower Shadow, you're so amazing!" Lin Qianqian, who was on Ning Zixing's back, exclaimed. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Huaying looked up a little with difficulty and smiled at her. No one noticed that Huaying's lips were bloodless, Ning Zixing lowered his head to enjoy this gorgeous and sad music, and Evil Yueze was observing the power of this magic qin ear irrigation, and he only vaguely remembered that a classical book mentioned it: Legend has it that a woman from a fallen city played this song, and after the song, the ancient city turned into powder, and there was nothing left. This has only been recorded once in the classics, and the word "legend" is still in front of this story, so I didn't think this sound attack magic was so powerful.

Huaying's hands were full of blood, and the blood was quickly absorbed by those substantive tones as soon as it came out, and blood was oozing from the pores of her whole body now, but she had been wearing fiery red clothes, so no one found out, she felt that her whole body was like being caught by fire, but she refused to scream a word, she was so afraid that everyone would worry about her, the master was right, no need to fill her ears with the magic harp, everyone had to die! can keep the master, and Huaying has no regrets in this life. Master, maybe the flower shadow won't be able to protect you in the future, you must be happy. Huaying looked at the more fire devouring ants gathered in the distance, and felt extremely uncomfortable: if they sacrificed themselves, everyone could not solve the crisis, what should we do?

Flower Shadow's hands intersected intricately, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and the pitch was getting higher and higher, higher and higher, higher and higher! She felt her internal organs being roasted by the fire over and over again, and they were all shaking violently. "Da ......" More and more fire devouring ants are rushing towards this side, and it is a sea of ants as far as the eye can see, and it is terrifying outside. Even though everyone was only watching from the sidelines, they still felt a tingling in their scalp. "So there are so many fire devouring ants in this world?!" Li Yanyu sighed as he looked at the thick powder on the edge of the defensive cover. "Sister Flower Shadow, wouldn't it be tiring for you to deal with these disgusting things alone?" Lin Qianqian looked worriedly at the flower shadow that played this wonderful song.

Hua Ying wanted to reassure Lin Qianqian, but she knew that as soon as she opened her mouth, the blood that had already gathered in her mouth would spurt out, and she already felt a strong fishy sweetness in her mouth.

Seeing that Huaying ignored her, Lin Qianqian was a little depressed, Ning Zixing, who was admiring Huaying's fierce song like the battlefield, opened her eyes: "Qianqian, concentrate on appreciating the song, Huaying may be intoxicated with this song now." Lin Qianqian nodded, and also enjoyed the song seriously.

At first, it was as fierce as the sound of the battlefield, and suddenly the sound of the piano turned, like flowing water in the mountains, they were no longer nervously observing the fire devouring ants, but gently closed their eyes, indulged in the tune, and their bodies involuntarily swayed with the tune, they felt as if they were walking in the mountains, listening to the tinkling of mountain springs, and small fish swimming happily in the water. It's beautiful! They all forgot that they were in danger now, and that tens of thousands of fire devourers surrounded them, and they just quietly, quietly, and indulged in it.