Jiu Li jumped up and deliberately asked with a sharp voice: "Magic Mirror Magic Mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?" It is you who are you, my dear ninth princess. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The mirror didn't move at all.

Jiu Li cleared his throat and asked in a serious voice, "The small mirror in the big room is full of people. Among them are the most beautiful nine princesses of the East China Sea. ”

Ye Shu leaned against the mirror wall with his chest and looked at her expressionlessly.

Jiu Li was still tireless, and shouted in a more scratchy voice: "I am the magic mirror, today I ate the most beautiful nine princesses in the world into my stomach, I feel that I have become beautiful myself, ahhahaha..."

This time, Xiaohong whined, jumped from Jiu Li's feet to Ye Shu's back, and poked out her little head to look at Jiu Li in fear. Yun Pan stepped forward worriedly and touched Jiu Li's forehead: "Tell the Divine Monarch, it's a little hot." But I'm sure mortals have the same body temperature. ”

Jiuli slapped Yunpan's hand and glared at him: "You just have a fever!" ”

She turned to look at Ye Shu sadly: "It seems that this revelation still depends on you, ahahaha..."

“……”

Jiu Li felt that every time she lost her spiritual power and turned into a mortal body, her physical strength would also decrease, and she felt tired even if she stood for a while. So she encouraged Xiaohong and Yunpan to sit down with her. As for the night sparseness, Yushu still leaned against the mirror wall with his chest in the wind, and his eagle-like eyes kept looking outside.

No matter where this person is or what posture he poses, even if he is trapped in this small mirror, he has a temperament that cannot be ignored.

Some people are born to be the ones who look down on the world.

Jiu Li's pair of thief eyes couldn't be removed from Ye Shu's body, and after examining Ye Shu from head to toe, he finally couldn't help but salivate and said, "Shenjun." ”

"Hmm."

"You're so beautiful."

Ye Shu turned his head and glanced at Jiu Li indifferently, "I know." ”

“……”

The house outside the realm was like no one had lived in it, they waited for a long time and no one came in, plus Yunban had already fallen asleep in the corner, Xiaohong looked around with a pair of dark eyes, although she was clever, but she couldn't speak after all, as for the night... Yeshu, that cold and heartless person, is not as good as Xiaohong.

Jiuli felt bored. Wanted to do something.

"God-king."

"Hmm. What's wrong? Ye Shushu asked without turning his head.

"I have an itchy throat and want to sing a song."

Before Ye Shu could speak, a fierce man on the cloud side stood up from the ground: "I dreamed that a person with incomplete five tones wanted to sing, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep." ”

Jiu Li's teeth itched with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Dead beast, don't forget that my real body is a mermaid, even if I can't complete the five tones, the tune I hum can confuse you!" ”

Ye Shu looked at the two of them arguing with each other, and the originally closed mirror became no longer so boring, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

"Death Cloudside, take my Treasure Qin out of your storage bag, I must use my abilities today, hum!"

Yun Pan looked at Jiuli with disgust, and took out Jiuli's Baoqin obediently in his hand. Fortunately, his storage bag, which can hold thousands of items, has not lost its spiritual power here.

Jiuli stroked this antique qin, which was given to her by the old king when she attended Yinghua's ceremony in Beidi last time. In the blink of an eye, they have been in hell for so many days, and I don't know how many changes the outside world has passed, has Changqin found Yinghua? Thinking of Yinghua, she felt that she should go back sooner.

In fact, she should have stayed in Zhou Raoguo and worked with Changqin to find Yinghua and expose the true face of the puppet Yinghua. But at that time, she felt that the ghostly voice that had been in her ears seemed to give her some inspiration. Whether it's about the blood spell or about Yinghua, he always keeps saying: Go to hell, go to hell and find the answer.

I am your salvation.

Salvation?

What exactly is salvation?

So she believed it, even though it was ridiculous.

Jiu Li shook his head, and his thoughts turned back to the treasure qin in front of him. The sandalwood body is simple and simple, without any patterns, and it looks like an ordinary piano.

Jiu Li tried to tune in.

"Ding~"

The sound produced is lower than that of a normal piano. Jiuli tried a few more notes, cleared her throat, and began to quickly recall the fingering techniques that Ye Shu taught her, as well as the songs she often liked to sing many years ago when she was still in the East China Sea:

"The male pheasant flies and vents its feathers.

I am in my arms, and I blame myself.

The male pheasant flies, and the sound goes down.

Show a gentleman, work hard for my heart.

Looking at the sun and the moon, I think.

The clouds of the road are far away, can the clouds come?

Baier gentleman, do not know virtue.

If you don't ask for it, why don't you ask for it.

Looking at the sun and the moon, I think.

The clouds of the road are far away, can the clouds come?

Baier gentleman, do not know virtue.

If you don't ask for it, why don't you ask for it. ”

Where are the relatives she misses?

It is often said that the mermaid's song is the most beautiful song in the world, and it has a magical nature, when the crew hears the mermaid's song at sea, they will indulge in the song and eventually die in the sea.

But Jiu Li's singing voice is ethereal, poignant, and not aggressive, and the words are the most poignant thoughts, which makes those who hear it cry and those who listen to it are moved. Accompanied by the harmonious sound of the piano, it is simply a natural sound.

After Jiuli finished singing, he put down the baoqin, and looked at Yunban's eyes widened, and even those who were as absent as the night looked at her with a look of amazement. Jiuli rubbed his eyes, very proud.

"How? I'm singing well. ”

"Not bad," muttered Yunpan, "it's a heavenly sound." ”

Ye Shu frowned and stared at her with burning eyes, and Jiu Li lowered his head in his deep gaze.

Yun Pan stepped forward and rubbed her hair, and said softly: "Okay, okay, brother, I also teased you just now, don't be sad anymore, in the future, we and Shenjun will accompany you to find your family, right, Shenjun." ”

Shenjun was silent, and Xiaohong pounced on Jiu Li with a whimper, rubbing it on her body, and then sticking out his tongue to lick her face, as if comforting her in its own way. Jiu Li touched Xiaohong's hair, nodded, and grinned at the clouds.

"You're laughing so ugly, stop smiling at me! Today I found your only strength, and you will sing more to us in the future, and you will sing more happy songs. ”

"You only have one merit!" Jiu Li burst into tears and glared at him, Yun Pan sometimes quarreled with her, and often had a poisonous tongue, but more often it was like family.

Once again, Jiuli has a sense of belonging outside the East China Sea.

Just when everyone was still immersed in Jiu Li's singing, suddenly someone else's voice came from outside the mirror:

"Yunrong, I seem to hear Yin'er's singing."