"Chase!"

Damn, Fu Rongxue used her spiritual power to perceive it carefully, and couldn't help but sink her face, and then in front of her was the center of the Beast Mountain, she stopped and didn't take a step forward.

"Look where you're going!" Just as Gu Nan also led someone to catch up, Fu Rongxue simply raised her hand and took out a short dagger from her waist, intending to fight it out, when suddenly a melodious song sounded from a distance.

From far to near, the familiar tune made Lin Yue suddenly startled.

Dispersal song!

The figure of the ghost face gradually came out of the forest, and a leaf in his hand came out of his mouth.

Fu Rongxue looked at him for a moment, this scene was similar.

The dispersal song, the sound wave is sharp and aggressive, it is a self-defense song that Fu Lin once taught her. The moment the music reaches the ears, it will bring tearing pain, and finally spread to the brain, let alone fight back, if the weaker people hear it, they will even lose their minds and become a fool.

Because this song is too fierce, after teaching it, Fu Lin warned her bitterly - don't use it until you have to! If you harm too many people, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not suffer the consequences.

But Dad, why should we suffer unjustified disasters when we have never harmed anyone?

Gu Nan and the others were already tortured and miserable at this time, no matter how she covered her ears, the sound of music penetrated into her brain as if it was pervasive.

"Will you throw in the towel?" Fu Rongxue came back from her distraction and interrupted Ye Huiming's song with a loud shout.

She didn't feel pity for Gu Nan and the others. Playing the dispersal song is extremely spiritually draining, looking at Ye Huiming's white lips under the mask at this time, if he blows it again, Fu Rongxue does not dare to guarantee what will happen.

"Yes, we do." As soon as the words fell, someone hurriedly responded, that terrifying feeling, they don't want to experience it for the second time in this life!

Gu Nan gritted his teeth, unwilling to do so. Where did this person come from?

The crowd dispersed, Fu Rongxue breathed a sigh of relief, and his figure had already moved to Ye Huiming's side, reaching out to support him. "Thank you." She said lightly, but there was a rare amount of sincerity in her eyes.

Ye Hui Ming smiled, his face under the mask was extremely pale, he had expected it when he played the dispersal song, didn't he?

His body swayed, and his lips were bloodless, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. Fu Rongxue had never seen such a weak Ye Huiming. "Whew!" Just as she was about to speak, a sound that broke the air snatched her step in the direction of the two of them.

Rotten! There was a silver glow between the arrows, which was clearly smeared with poison! The short arrow flew straight towards Ye Hui Ming, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the speed was so fast that Fu Rongxue was caught off guard.

No way! The current Ye Huiming has no ability to dodge at all, Fu Rongxue's face turned pale, and she had already reacted one step ahead of her to push the man on the other side away.

This last level, I'm afraid it's to surrender the Qin Spirit, right? Fu Rongxue's eyes moved slightly, her palms flew over, and the sandalwood piccolo lay quietly in it.

"Dragonbone Tan?" With a killing moment in his hand, Fanyin looked at Fu Rongxue's hand almost uncontrollably, it was just an inconspicuous piccolo, "Heh, just a mortal can use dragon bone sandalwood, it's interesting." ”

What is the dragon bone sandalwood, since the divine dragon takes its bones, roasts and refines them into weapons. There is still any real dragon in this world, and if you want to use it here, it should be Jiao.

Sanskrit hooked his lips, no wonder he just came to face with a fishy smell, "You girl is too blind." "If you want him to be a dignified artifact, where is it better than that bone?

Before his words fell, the short dagger in Fu Rongxue's hand had already stabbed at him. Twelve Literary Network

It was really ruthless, licking his bloodthirsty lips, and Fanyin's eyes showed a little satisfaction. The sword grazed his cheek, but it didn't leave a single wound.

How so! Fu Rongxue was also quite shocked, and when she met the other party's smiling eyes, she felt that it was a mockery of herself.

"That's all it takes?" There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and Fanyin spoke provocatively, the person he liked should not only have this ability.

As soon as the words fell, a melodious melody came, it was an obscure tune that had never been heard before, but it made Sanskrit feel a little familiar, and the notes flowed out from Fu Rongxue's fingertips, forming a golden light prison around Sanskrit.

This is!

The playfulness on his face faded, and his eyes deepened little by little, and the appearance of Sanskrit was really gloomy and terrifying. Fu Rongxue was on guard, and she was already secretly accumulating strength in her hands, so she still had to be vigilant against this god-level big guy.

Just listen to "Bang! With a bang, Fu Rongxue was smashed to the ground, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth uncontrollably, so strong! It deserves to be called the Ancient Magic Piano.

Is it possible that she is going to die in this piano today?

Fu Rongxue's eyes moved slightly, and she was just about to struggle to get up, when suddenly a palm was pressed down like a mountain. "You've got some intelligence." Fanyin's voice passed overhead, and Fu Rongxue reacted again that there was no Fanyin in front of her, and a blood-colored magic qin was standing in the mist.

Requiem, rumored to be able to suppress ghosts and suppress souls.

Fu Rongxue's hands seem to have been improved, and many tones are already a little unfamiliar to Sanskrit ears. Requiem, the only song that could hold him down, was also the man...... A life's work.

Being able to learn the Requiem is enough to prove that she is qualified to inherit this magic harp.

"You can think clearly, there is no turning back when you open the bow." Sanskrit voices came from all directions, echoing and drifting in this space. He is an artifact that fell into a magic harp, and that demonic aura alone is very bearable by people, but it seems that it ...... Fu Rongxue is not impossible.

The outside world - Ye Hui Ming was trying his best to instill his spiritual power into Fu Rongxue, he was sweating profusely, his face became more and more pale, but he didn't stop moving his hands.

Just now, Fu Rongxue's body began to get angry. If he didn't use his spiritual power to help her stabilize her breath, it would not be more serious at this time.

"Let's get started, your friends won't be able to hold on." Raising his hand to retract the overseas projection, Sanskrit Yin changed his impropriety, and the blood-colored demonic qi in his hand was lucky, and without waiting for Fu Rongxue's reaction, it was violently pushed to her body.

"I want to use the demonic energy around my body to adjust your meridians, and I must endure it." Tampering with the meridians, who in the world dares to do this? But if you want to master Sanskrit, you must pay a price.

The two parties worked hard at the same time, and the state of Fu Rongxue's body also changed unconsciously. A little cinnabar red between the eyebrows is exactly the same as Sanskrit, and her appearance seems to be a little more demonic in a trance, and before Ye Huiming can take a closer look, Fu Rongxue suddenly opened her eyes.

"Whew."

With a mortal body, she couldn't control the ancient magic qin at all, and Fanyin had used her own demonic qi to adjust the meridians and spiritual sources in her body slightly, and now her body could withstand the invasion of demonic energy.

Coming back to her senses, Fu Rongxue raised her eyes to meet Ye Huiming's inky black eyes, and saw herself clearly from his clean pupils. "Thank you." She owes him a favor again, so it wasn't Ye Huiming who took care of her body, and now I'm afraid that it will be gone.

Catching a glimpse of the vermilion between Fu Rongxue's eyebrows, Ye Huiming smiled slowly, "I know you can." This mark clearly indicates that a contract has been concluded with Sanskrit.

Handing over a berry fruit, the two of them spoke, according to the Sanskrit sound, out of the forbidden enchantment.

Fu Rongxue and Ye Huiming have spent half a year together in the ban, and it is only half a day to return outside. Pulled Fu Rongxue's sleeves, and looked down to see that it was a fifteen-year-old doll. He looks cute, if it weren't for the little red between his eyebrows and the unchanging playful look, Fu Rongxue really never thought that he would be the legendary Demon Qin Sanskrit who killed all directions.

Without waiting for Fu Rongxue to speak, Fanyin frowned, "We are being targeted." "He is both imprisoned and the guardian of Wuji Mountain. Now follow the master and leave, but I am afraid that the outside world has noticed it.

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