Yin Tingting's voice was soft.

"You're a liar! This is Xuanbao's first mission! Xuanbao must be completed! Yue Xiaoxuan's eyes began to redden, and her crystal clear eyes were shrouded in mist.

He pointed to the jade flute held in Yin Tingting's hand, choked and shouted: "It must be that you haven't learned the ability to blow the flute well!" ”

"This tune, my mother has been playing for decades, and she can't go wrong!" Yin Tingting hasn't noticed until now that Xuan Bao hasn't called her "mother" for a long time, but she naturally calls herself like that.

"That's the stick, there's something wrong with that stick!" Yue Xiaoxuan's tears began to roll in her eyes.

This kind of magic skill that tears came as soon as it was said made Yue Qing couldn't help but clap her hands.

"Soul Condensation?" Yin Tingting was under the traction of Yue Xiaoxuan, and her attention fell on the jade flute in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Yueqing almost couldn't help but hug Xuanbao and kiss her.

If you want to anger Yin Tingting, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort.

Unexpectedly, Yue Xiaoxuan just pretended to be pitiful, so she took down Yin Tingting.

Looking at Yin Tingting's cooperative appearance, Yue Qingqing's heart sighed with emotion.

The charm of Xuanbao's little warm man is really unstoppable, and even people like Yin Tingting have been softened by him.

Now, she will cry for Xuanbao and laugh for Xuanbao, and when she knows that she has been led by Xuanbao all along, she will probably go crazy.

Yue Qing stopped talking, and now she just needs to cooperate with Xuanbao when she needs it.

Yin Tingting lowered her head and carefully observed the jade flute in her hand, looking at it, even she felt a little uncertain.

"Brother Fenghua!" She shouted softly, held the jade flute in her hand, and said, "Is this what my father gave you with his own hands?" ”

Di Fenghua got up and said, "Don't you believe in the Holy Maiden?" Or do you think that you will steal the dragon and turn the phoenix halfway down? Stealing the Soul Condensation Flute? ”

"No, Brother Fenghua, Ting'er didn't mean that!" Yin Tingting eagerly explained, hesitated for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Ting'er just wants to confirm it, and she also wants to understand one thing." ”

"Is there anything wrong with the light girl's soul?" Di Fenghua did not have the slightest scruple to speak.

The people present were lightly provoked by him, and their eyes all fell on him.

Emperor Fenghua looked at Yue Qingqing, his eyes blazing: "Lord Holy Maiden, according to the observation below, there is a big problem with the soul of the light girl!" ”

Yue's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a cold glint burst out from her eyes.

In the midst of an exclamation, Yin Tingting said excitedly: "Then why didn't she react to Requiem?" ”

"What do you say, Your Majesty?" Di Fenghua asked rhetorically.

Yin Tingting's eyes flashed with thought, and after a moment, she suddenly realized: "I know!" Isn't it right to use Requiem? ”

Without waiting for the people present to react, Yin Tingting laughed out loud: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!" The light girl who is worshiped by everyone as a goddess is such a ruthless person, and she actually uses such a vicious means to snatch away a body that does not belong to her! ”

Her words fell like a bombshell into the crowd, causing a burst of gasp.

Everyone looked at Yue lightly with suspicion, and there was deep fear in their eyes.

"Light girl, what doesn't belong to you is going to be lost after all!" Yin Tingting smiled and took the soul condensation flute into her mouth.