(The tenth weak female revenge master and apprentice love and hate poison doctor killer in the tenth month of the decade)

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Si Qingyan naturally couldn't kill Lu Gaolun under his interference, and Lin Muqing's side outside was also not smooth.

He was originally hiding, but when he saw Si Qingyan's requiem making it smooth, he planned to go down, and the two of them worked together to kill Lao'er. But who knew that a man in black who came out in the middle of the road was about to go in directly, ruining Si Qingyan's good deeds, how could he succeed!

It's just that Phoenix didn't know that he was fighting a vicious battle, and Si Qingyan was also suffering. Both times are the back of the word. So, he jumped over and pressed the man to the roof, and the two of them rolled twice and drew their swords against each other, and the sword was dazzling in the moonlight, and they did not dare to look at it directly. The sound of "jingle bell" was endless, seeing that the entire Situ Mansion was about to be woken up, a group of people all flocked here, and when the time came, it was difficult for them to defeat four punches with both hands, and it was really difficult for them to retreat from the outnumbered crowd.

Thinking of this, the phoenix's tricks became more and more powerful, and the phoenix flower on his forehead became more and more enchanting, the man in black didn't know what it was, and he didn't know who instructed him, anyway, the one who came was not good, and the good one didn't come. The phoenix knew that he couldn't fight for a long time, so a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sword pierced the opponent's throat. The man clutched the huge hole in his neck, and fell off the roof with an upside-down onion, and the blood spread from the ground.

Lin Muqing closed the momentum and broke through the window, and the Qing banquet and the secret guard in the hall were entangled hard.

He could see clearly that the man was hiding on the beam in the middle of the room, so the phoenix climbed the rafters straight up, his steps were as steady as walking on the ground, and the palms of his hands were touched by clear dents, and one palm was like a brand. The ancient sword of Ugin in his hand had already smashed the beams of the house where the man was living in scattered places.

Trying his best to cut, he made himself unstable, and he slipped under his feet and almost fell down, Lin Muqing hurriedly inserted the ancient sword into the rafters and hung it there to slow down, and the momentum was gone, and then he continued to swim up like a gecko.

Si Qingyan couldn't help, that person was very good, even with such a big burden as Lu Gaolun, he was still agile and vigorous. It's easy to deal with a phoenix.

Seeing that all the nursing homes in the family were about to come, she really couldn't wait, anyway, as long as Lu Situ died. What's the matter? As a result, he was left with the idea of slipping away with Phoenix.

So, Si Qingyan sat down in front of the seven strings again, and then went to play the last short piece. As soon as she stroked the strings, she saw that the secret guard who had been teasing her threw a short sword from afar, and the force was so fast that she couldn't guard against it, and the sharp blade went straight through the palm of the beauty's white jade, piercing a hole from the back of her hand to the palm of her hand.

Si Qingyan didn't expect that such a change could happen, and under the severe pain was a miserable cry of "ah".

The man almost split her palm in half, and the piano was suddenly covered with a river of blood, dyeing the seven strings scarlet, which was really shocking to see. She endured it and continued to play, her face was already pale, her back was drenched in cold sweat, and a string had been cut by that sword!

What is good if a string is missing?

The Requiem can't be played, and even if you play it reluctantly, it's hard to say how powerful it is!

It was really impossible, Si Qingyan had no choice but to pick up the short knife and plunge it into his heart, and sacrifice a bowl of blood - alas, there was only this bowl, only her life, and if she wanted it again, she really didn't have it.

It turned out that this seven-string was also obtained by chance from Si Qing's banquet, and it was called "Kyushu".

Kyushu, Si Qingyan - "Kyushu Qingyan", what a good pair.

The person who gave the qin said: If the ancient talents and utensils are obtained, then they must complement each other. It doesn't matter if it's a warrior who calls a blade, or a musician who calls a musical instrument. People's kung fu is even more self-contained, and almost nothing has changed. After a long time and deep work, it is not possible that the combination of human and mechanical parties can advance by leaps and bounds and continue to improve. In this, it is no longer clear whether it is a person who summons his kung fu to be superb because of a sharp weapon, or a sharp weapon that is sharper and sharper because he meets the right owner.

What is the ultimate state of the end?

The utensils are not separated from people, and people are not separated from utensils, and they are the same as the spirit, not the reality. Rely on each other, together is life, division is death, and things are used by people, and people can also continue their lives for things!

Stay alive!

The same is true of this Kyushu for the Siqing banquet.

She had become one with her own things. Seven strings had saved her from danger more than once, but now the strings were broken, and most of the life of the thing had been lost. The only thing that can be done to continue to exert its power is to use yourself to renew its life, make it glow and increase its power.

This method is also simple but fatal, that is, it depends on whether she is reluctant to sacrifice a bowl of blood and feed the soul of the seven strings with her own blood, and the object perceives its feelings, even if it is invisible, it can make a sound, and it does not hinder the completion of the first half of the requiem.

Reluctant? For Lin Muqing, she has endured humiliation for so many years, what is a bowl of blood?

For him, what is there to be reluctant to?

Sure enough, a bowl of blood was poured down, not wantonly on the piano, but deeply penetrated into the body of the piano, and not a drop was splashed out. It was red, and the color was amazing, but it didn't smell the fishy smell of blood, but it seemed to be a fragrant fragrance if it was nothing.

Si Qingyan hooked his nails, and there seemed to be an invisible string where the string was broken, and it was also jingling when he plucked it, which was very good.

She has spent more than half of her life at this time, and she has long felt in a trance, after all, she is a mortal, how can she withstand such a loss? It's all about relying on a lot of heart to support it.

Si Qingyan has no other way now, but to take Lao Er's life after playing this song. But a pair of eyes gradually lost focus, everything in front of them became a vague shadow, a pretty face was not a trace of blood, the gray lips began to tremble up and down involuntarily, and it didn't matter if he gritted his teeth. Gradually, my eyes couldn't open and I just wanted to sleep, and the Luo skirt on my body had long been soaked in blood, and it seemed that there was a golden light around me, but it was back when I was young and had two hearts with the phoenix.

His body was clear to himself, and Si Qingyan knew that his fate would not be long, so he sang "Yue Ren Song" for the last time.

Liang Zhu went underground, and the phoenix and the secret guard fought like this, where could they still have the energy to pay attention to the situation on Si Qingyan's side? It's just that I was surprised why the blood in this hall was getting stronger and stronger for no reason.

"The mountains have trees, and the trees have branches"!