Chapter 937: Any Last Words?
Jin Jiuxiao just like that, in a grand manner, broke into the prison of Beilan Kingdom.
No one noticed.
It's like being in a no-man's land.
As the number one master of Nanyue Kingdom, he does have this strength.
Jin Jiuxiao came to the door of Tang Qing's cell.
"Squeak-" sounded.
No need to push.
No key is needed and the door opens automatically.
If you look closely, you will find that the door lock was shattered by Jin Jiuxiao's piano sound. Not shattered from the outside, but destroyed from the inner structure.
The hypnotic ability of Jin Jiuxiao's qin sound was only effective for cultivators below the Purple Mansion stage.
Tang Qing was from the Purple Mansion period.
So, he was not hypnotized.
The severe pain on his body also made it impossible for him to sleep at all.
The moment he heard the sound of the piano, Tang Qing, who was already dead, suddenly raised his head, revealing an ugly and terrifying face whose flesh and blood were blurred and his facial features could no longer be distinguished.
"You...... Here it ......."
Tang Qing suffered all kinds of torture, but his tongue was not cut out, so he was still able to speak.
"It's late."
Jin Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looked Tang Qing up and down, and then sighed softly.
The two of them are old acquaintances.
Even, it can be regarded as friends.
Although we haven't seen each other for many years, we have always exchanged letters.
"No...... Late ......"
Because of the serious injury, the pain is very great, and every time I say a word, it seems to have wasted a lot of strength, "You, it's okay...... Give me a ......."
"I'll give you a good time."
Jin Jiuxiao received.
Tang Qing nodded, and blood fell to the ground.
Jin Jiuxiao sighed again: "It's okay." ”
When he saw Tang Qing like this, he felt that it was a kind of torture.
Death, for Tang Qing, is a gift and a relief.
A string, like a sharp blade.
With a "boom", he broke through the air and pierced Tang Qing's heart!
Unexpectedly, there was no pain.
Obviously, the heart was broken, and blood was gushing.
It may be the soothing effect of the sound of the qin, Tang Qing actually felt very comfortable, and in front of him, it was clear.
"Any last words?"
Jin Jiuxiao asked.
The corners of Tang Qing's lips raised slightly. If so, it can still be called the corner of the mouth.
"Beware of two ......"
"Who?" Jin Jiuxiao's expression suddenly became serious, "But the person who harmed you here?" ”
Tang Qing nodded, and then said, "Ziqian Mo...... Ink...... Derivation ......"
The sound is getting lower and lower.
In the end, it was breathless.
Jin Jiuxiao's brows furrowed, repeating the two names: "Ziqian Mo, Mo Yan." He muttered, "What the hell is sacred?" The name Mo Yan is a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere. ”
However.
Tang Qing couldn't answer him anymore.
Completely dead.
The sound of the piano is ethereal.
Jin Jiuxiao turned around and left.
He did not collect Tang Qing's body.
First, it is too troublesome and will leave flaws.
Second, his friendship with Tang Qing has not been good enough to give him a good time, and it is already benevolent and righteous to give him a good time.
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The other side.
Ziqian Mo and Mo Yan returned to Zifu.
Meet grandpa.
"The High Priest of the Southern Moon Kingdom is coming." Zi Kun said, "Could it be that you are here to pick up Emperor Xiaojing?" ”
"It's finally here."
Zi Qianmo raised his head, expressionless.
She had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Counting up, from Qianjue to Beilan Kingdom, Jing Xuan followed and chased after him, not to mention two months.
The throne of Nanyue Kingdom was suspended for two months, and there was no turmoil, and the court was also quiet.