Just when Shui Jingjing really couldn't hold on, the child in her belly had already kicked her a few times in protest, and she would really die if she bounced it again.

"Alas, you won't let ......me go if you're really dead," a complaining sigh sounded in Shui Jingjing's ears.

I don't know where the sound of the flute came from was perfectly integrated into the sound of the piano, and the obscure sound of the piano for Shui Jingjing immediately became clear.

The strings, which were supposed to be immobile, gradually became lighter and smoother, and she finally played this page of music and entered the next bridge.

The sound of the flute dragged the sound of the qin, and slowly pushed the sound of the qin to the realm of darkness and brightness, so that the haze of the entire sky was gradually faded.

The children of the Feng clan, who were originally shrouded in sorrow, gradually surged into their hearts with an emotion called hope.

"This piece is not for you to play with despair, fight for your life, and it doesn't mean that you must die, only if you firmly believe that you will win and live, this score will exert its power."

The indifferent voice echoed in Shui Jingjing's ears, and the gentle female voice had a sense of déjà vu.

The flute gradually faded, but Shui Jingjing had mastered the true meaning of the score, and the style of music gradually got on the right track.

The power of the entire sky was boiling, and she really felt it, the feeling of dominating divine power.

That's right, it's domination, the feeling of being completely dominated by her, and nothing can stop her wherever the eye can see.

Endless water was surging behind her, and she felt like she was in the middle of the ocean.

The statue of the sea witch appeared in her hand, and the bright red rose in her hand attracted everyone's attention.

Water arrows emerged from behind her one by one, with a fierce aura, aimed at the phoenix bird.

The phoenix bird dodged messily in the air, thinking that the water arrow would be nailed into the Demon Continent, but after the phoenix bird dodged, all the water arrows exploded into a splash and merged into the air, waiting for Shui Jingjing to mobilize again.

"Kill you! Kill you! ”

The phoenix bird was embarrassed, and the demon slaves were also slowly reduced in the reckless strangulation of the Feng clan.

The Feng clan slowly gained the upper hand, and after the canopy was torn apart by the Demon Emperor, they did not repair their bodies.

The Demon Continent is gradually moving away, and everything that Phoenix Bird expects will not happen if it continues like this.

All this is due to the sudden sound of the flute, and it is the woman who is dead!

……

"Ahh

However, Long Xiaomeng looked disgusted: "Since you are so worried, you will help them, what is it to push them timidly." ”

Feng Youyou rubbed his nose: "It's not good for me to disturb the other two realms, and besides, I can't really watch them die if they are acquaintances, the night is too slow." ”

Long Xiaomeng nodded undeniably, although he hadn't seen that night, but there was no news about a little thing until now, it was really slow.

Touching the little bell on her wrist, she didn't know how Ah Hua was doing now, and whether the system was looking for trouble with her at this time.

……

In the distant country of Fengping, the night that was complained about by two people was unstained, and he was pushing the sarcophagus on the top of his head with great difficulty, and he crawled out desperately to gasp for breath.

"Damn, how could my tenth life be in a coffin?" Ye Weiran gasped for breath, eager to hang himself twice.

However, the hand that was unstained in the night stopped above his heart, and there was no beating there.

She's dead?