With a twist of his wrist, he put his hands behind his back, and hiding the flute behind him was naturally a kind of unwillingness to offend the scholar, he said indifferently: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and my demeanor has not diminished back then." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

She was still so quiet, sitting cross-legged, the guqin on her knees, as if she was plucking the strings, as if in her heart there was nothing but the guqin, except for the man in front of her.

The pear garden is a place for singing, and it is just an ordinary opera garden, but there is a man and a woman in this opera garden, there is this flute sound, and there are this strings, so the pear garden is destined to not be an ordinary place.

Just by the sound of their flute and piano, the Demon Lord's methods were broken, and who would think that they were ordinary?

These two people were enough to make the Demon Lord treat him as equals, so he didn't make another move, just smiled, and then looked at Haitang and said, "Actually, I really think he is quite familiar." ”

Quite familiar? This meaningless word made Xiao Sheng's brows furrow slightly, the words of the Demon Lord would be meaningless? No one in this world would think that the words of the Demon Lord were meaningless, even Xiao Sheng was no exception, so he was thinking, thinking about what the Demon Lord wanted to express.

Unable to figure it out, he naturally looked at Begonia, and it was the moment he looked at Begonia that the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

It was a killing song, an ambush on all sides, and when the sound of the flute sounded in "Ambush on Eight Sides", he raised his hands behind him, and he also raised his Huixin flute made of Guixin bamboo next to Guixin Lake in the extreme south.

When the flute of the sound of the flute was blocked, he went out of the pear orchard, and traveled through the apocalypse alone to find the best green bamboo, until he walked to the Guixin Lake in the extreme south, and saw the Guixin bamboo next to the lake, he understood what he wanted.

is the word "return to the heart", the flute he begged for, but he forgot the rhythm he sought, even if he didn't have a flute, even if he couldn't blow the flute, even if he couldn't even walk the road, she would still play a so-called love rhythm for herself.

He returned to his heart like an arrow, took the bamboo of his heart, understood his own meaning, stepped into the knowledge of his fate, and became natural.

Hundreds of years have passed, the pear orchard is still standing in history, that flute, a string has also been played all over the apocalypse, this rhythm is the proof of the two strong men, the two join forces even if they are the demon lords have to pay attention.

Because he pays attention to it, he chats, Xiao Sheng is a meticulous person, but because he is too meticulous, he will seem a little clean, for example, he must understand what he wants to understand, for example, at this time he turned his head to look at Begonia.

The Demon Lord naturally knew that when he asked Begonia, Xiao Sheng would definitely turn his head to look, that is, the moment he turned his head was when he made a move.

This opportunity was very well grasped, and almost at the same time as the sound of the flute turned his head, the Demon Lord's hand slapped forward.

There is no need for any weapons, the hands of the Demon Lord are the sharpest and hardest things in the world.

In addition to the sound of the guqin and the flute, there is nothing in the heart of the strings, and the demon lord naturally knows that the red rope with the sky-turning seal tied around his waist is untied in this way, and it is very casual and natural, so the sky-turning seal flies out, and the speed is not slower than his, just like a meteor, blowing gusts of wind.

There was a trace of darkness, which was the gap that the space could not withstand the powerful force and was torn open to reveal it, as if the horror of the demon lord could be felt from the gusts of cold wind blowing out of the darkness, and his every movement was telling the people of this world the power of the real strong.

She has been preparing and has never broken, so this song is really sharp, just like a cold wind blowing from the extreme north that can scrape bones and cut flesh, this cold wind, this eight-sided ambush is indeed very strong, but the scholar didn't think that he needed this simple seal to seriously injure the strings, what he needed was just a short time, the time to seriously injure the sound of the flute.

As long as Xiao Sheng is injured, then these two will naturally retreat, because if they can't join forces, they will die!

Haitang and Yu Qingming understood even more, and it was at this time that the gloomy face, the half-human, half-demon monster Wu Cang held the crescent moon in his hand and appeared in front of the two again.

What he needs to do is also very simple, although he doesn't think that these two people can affect the white-clothed scholar, but what he should do should be done, he must do it, otherwise the Demon Lord wants to kill him, it is just a matter of moving his fingers.

The sky was a little hazy, and then gradually became dark, this is not the darkness that belongs to the scholar but the darkness of Qiqi, between the runs, Yu Qingming's body is deformed, the bones are protruding, and the whole body is tearing and expanding at an extremely crazy speed, and finally that trace of darkness is shrouded, and the figure of the ancient beast Qiqi is also revealed again.

It's just that this time the darkness of Qiqi can't be shrouded, and the darkness is only a little darker, and then it's still the blue sky and the white sun, because the Demon Lord is here, and the Demon Lord doesn't want this day to be dark, so how can the darkness of your Qiqi envelop this place? After all, it's because Yu Qingming is too weak for the Demon King, even if he turns into Qiqi.

Qi Qi is running, he thinks that after transforming into Qi Qi, the strength of his body must be stronger than Xiao Sheng, so this blow should be resisted by him, if he can resist it, then the Xiao sound strings can naturally play a song, then they have enough power to make the Demon Lord pay attention.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

The Demon Lord's palm would not deviate from the direction, and Qi Qi bypassed the black sky and came to the sound of Xiao.

All this in the blink of an eye, and even Xiao Sheng's hand was released from his back, holding the flute, the demon lord hit the neck of Qi Qi with a palm, this palm is not too shocking, and it doesn't need to be too shocking, because the real shock is not what you can see with your eyes.

There was not the slightest wind blowing, because the day seemed a little scorching, and the cold light seemed to want to lower the scorching temperature, but the cold light was cold after all, how could it affect the heaven and earth where the demon lord was?

The cold light paused, paused and the cold light dissipated naturally, it was a flying knife, a flying knife made of dark iron, if you must say that it is a little different, I am afraid...... There is a flower on the knife, a begonia flower, a flying begonia flower, so gorgeous.

This is a work of art, carved on such a small flying knife, and carved with a slightly complex stamens begonia flowers, not to mention the power of this flying knife just by virtue of this carved knife work to know that this person is very good at using knives.

The knife is engraved with begonia flowers, and this knife is naturally begonia's, but today's begonia flying knife met the demon king, and the two white and slender fingers firmly clamped the flying knife of begonia.

The murderous cold light, the flying knife that did not even blow a gust of wind, and the cold light stopped with a flick of a finger.

"It's a good throwing knife. ”

The Demon Lord did not continue to attack, Qi Qi's body shrank sharply and finally returned to human form, Yu Qingming was seriously injured but not dead, but there was no possibility of fighting again, Xiao Sheng supported him to the ground, looked at the Demon Lord and smiled casually: "Do you want to listen to music?"

(To be continued.) )