Chapter 41: Cold Voice...... Dumb

"But ......"

"But what?" Jun Xie Yan looked at him coldly, "What you know, she won't know?" ”

"Maybe she's having a hard time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

"Huh...... Difficulties? Jun Xianyan had a mocking smile on his face, "What do you think she will do?" ”

"......" Bai Yiran was speechless for a while, yes! What's the problem?

Mu Qianxun stood in the distance, looking at the two stunning men, a smile on the corner of his lips. It seems that this Demon Venerable is not a demon.

"There's a good show to watch." She whispered, "Ghost." ”

"Master."

"You and the white fox are not allowed to go to the temple, and this seat will go to see what the story of the Demon Venerable is. By the way, help him into the devil again. Mu Qianxun raised his hand and put on a mask, revealing a pair of dark purple eyes.

"But how can you do it if the master is not around you?"

"Where's the piano in this seat?"

"The host, the cold sound...... Dumb. ”

"Dumb? Hehe......" Mu Qianxun chuckled, "Leng Yin recognizes the master, have you forgotten?" ”

"That's right! The moon spirit also confesses the Lord, how can I forget? The ghost scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'll go get it." ”

"Ghost, don't you really want to be separated from the Moon Spirit?" Mu Qianxun looked at him and asked.

"Why does the master ask?" The ghost looked at her nervously, "Am I not good enough?" ”

"No, I'm just thinking that you hate me for injecting you into the Moon Spirit in the first place?" Mu Qianxun's inky hair hung down on her shoulders.

"No, it's because of the master's ghost death that he doesn't have to suffer from reincarnation."

"I know, go get the piano from this seat!"

"Yes." The Devil quickly left.

Mu Qianxun looked at Jun Xieyan, and the feeling of déjà vu became stronger and stronger. It seems that she has to observe carefully to know why Jun Xieyan slaughtered the Mu family. Mu Qianxun lowered his eyes slightly, how can he not be suspected?

"Let's go!" Jun Xieyan's expression was cold, and his voice was as cold as ice, "I'm afraid that the deity can't help but kill you." ”

"......" Bai Yiran was speechless for a while.

"The deity doesn't want to be an enemy of the fairy world yet." After speaking, Jun Xie Yan turned his back to him, "That little girl was taken away by the Moon Spirit with the Sword Spirit, and she forgot everything." ”

"Forgot everything! No way. Bai Yiran frowned, "She ...... "When he looked up again and asked Jun Xieyan, Jun Xieyan had already left.

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Mu Qianxun brushed the strings, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes. It's been a thousand years, are you okay? A tear slid out of the corner of his eye.

"Leng Yin, you must think I'm stupid, don't you? But I only have one relative, Yin'er, and I have no father or mother. It was conceived by heaven and earth, and Yin'er was the only life I saw other than me. I hurt her to the bone, I settled all the troubles she broke into for her, and I found everything she wanted for her. However, when I learned that she was born to create the Six Realms, I tried to prevent her from sacrificing. Because I know that if she creates the Six Realms with her power, she will surely die. And I wouldn't be lost even if I was the creator of the world, so I took her place. I created the Six Realms with all her faults, and I created all of them. It took me a thousand years to enter samsara, but I never imagined that I would once again become a goddess who would sacrifice for all sentient beings. Mu Qianxun smiled bitterly and stroked the piano gently.

In the sound of the clear spirit, there is a deep sadness and tears. It's been a thousand years, a thousand years of loneliness, a thousand years of waiting. She is burdened with too many misunderstandings and too many helplessness.