At this moment, Fu Lou had stopped playing, although he was still sitting on the stone bench, his body was slightly frustrated, and he looked a little prostrate. His face seemed to reflect the most brilliant sunset, one moment red, one moment golden, the other black...... , in short, varied.

His eyebrows were tightly closed, and his lips and cheeks were shaking.

Haixin eagerly asked Yu Man: "Husband...... Poisoned?"

Yuman shook his head: "Shhh, be quiet." ”

"From Xiaosheng's point of view, it doesn't look like poisoning. He held a book in one hand and pinched his beard in the other, like an old scholar answering students' questions, and he was inevitably a little complacent.

Haixin tempted: "Oh, is it ...... Is it crazy?"

"Nine times out of ten. ”

"Oh!

"Xiaosheng can't do anything. The old sour man shook his head: "That little demon girl's blood light is one of the blood demon's famous skills, and it is powerful, even Xiao Sheng and I can't resist it for long under the direct gaze of the blood light." What's more, he was just a mere mortal, how could he resist the spiritual attack ......of the immortals?

In fact, he was only half right, and the backlash of "Heart-Urging Song" was the most important reason.

If in normal times, Fu Lou would not be able to be eaten by the backlash of "Heart-Urging Song" at all by virtue of the miraculous effect of Youlan Xinfeng Bingxinqin's ability to maintain a pure state of mind, as well as his well-cultivated state of mind, but under the internal and external attacks of Blood Light and "Heart-Urging Song", and the spiritual power gap between him and the little girl was too great, he did not resist in the end.

At this time, his mind was in a state of chaos, his blood was chaotic, and his soul was sluggish.

Hai Xin asked anxiously, "What can I do about this?"

The old sour man sighed: "Alas...... , if the god of music is here, playing a divine comedy casually can save this kid's life. ”

Hai Xin was born of hope and asked, "Who is the god of music, and where can I find him?"

"I'm ashamed to say that Xiaosheng has only heard the sound of the piano of the god of music, and has never had the opportunity to see the god of music. The old sour man said that he was ashamed, but his face showed glory and excitement. It's no wonder that he is already proud to hear the sound of the piano.

"You old fellow, it's all nonsense!" Hai Xin was anxious, and scolded unceremoniously: "Get out of the way!"

"You!" the old man sourly knotted: "Today's young people really don't know how to respect the old man more and more." ”

Haixin's face was cold, and his blue eyes glared: "Why? You old disrespectful old guy!"

Suddenly.

"The sound of the piano?" Yu Man's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Yes, it's the sound of the piano! It's a good way!...... Yingmei's piano skills are good, and she once followed the ...... Fu Daoyou has studied for a long time, and he has gained a bit of charm, which will definitely have a miraculous effect. ”

Haixin turned from worry to joy: "Okay!"

Xiao Soul: "Sister Ying hasn't woken up yet. ”

"I'm going to wake her up!" Haixin stepped over, half-supporting and half-grasping the soft Lan Yingying up.

Yuman hurriedly said, "Don't hurt Sister Ying." ”

"Got it!" Haixin finished speaking, opening his mouth and spraying.

"Cheer and ......" A column of azure water rushed on Lan Yingying's head, drenching Lan Yingying through. The water in the heart of the sea was extraordinary, and Lan Yingying immediately woke up excitedly, but her expression was still a little sluggish, and she said weakly: "What happened?"

Haixin said bluntly: "My husband has gone mad!

"Huh!?" Lan Yingying was shocked, her body naturally straightened, and she asked urgently, "What's going on?"

"Don't ask so much! Play a song that will stabilize your mind! Hurry! Hurry! The sooner the better! Remember! It's a song that stabilizes your mind! Don't play it wrong!" Haixin said like a fried bean.

"Okay! good ......" Lan Yingying nodded again and again, took out the phoenix head gonghou, sat on the spot, and plucked it immediately.

"Knock, bang," she played a few times and was a messy sound, how could she stabilize her mind. The so-called matter is not about herself, but if she cares about herself, she is too worried about Fu Lou, so she is in a big mess and can't settle down for a long time.

"Stop!" Yu Man comforted: "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

"Well, I'll calm down for a while......"

Long......

At the juncture when her husband was in a life-and-death crisis, with no other choice, driven by responsibility and instinct, Lan Yingying, who had always been gentle and kind, was almost crushed, but in the end she survived and became stronger.

She calmed down and was no longer flustered. ,

Then, her slender, white fingers rested lightly on the strings, feeling it carefully.

Soon, her mind seemed to be taken to the boundless seashore. In the melting moonlight, the gentle sea breeze, the gently swaying coconut palms, and the white sand caressed by the microwave all seem quiet and peaceful.

Soon, Lan Yingying's expression was stable and stable, and her slender ten fingers gently slid on the strings, and the melodious song sounded......

"Ding-dong......"

The sound of the piano is sometimes soft, like the gentle flow of waves on the surface of a lake.

The sound of the piano is sometimes clear, like a clear spring dripping into the deep pool of the empty valley.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, beautiful like a hibiscus flower out of the water. Yes, she played "Hibiscus Out of the Water".

This piece is the one she is most familiar with, and it is also the one she has the most experience. This piece was originally transcribed to her by Fu Lou from "Musical Instruments", she has always cherished it, and played it with extra care, every time she played this song, she felt that she had to give herself to Fu Lou purely, so that she had a sense of harmony and happiness.

This phoenix head is also what Fu Lou went to get back with her, it is not an ordinary thing, and it plays very smoothly.

"That's nice. The old sour man squinted his eyes and whispered to himself: "I can't imagine that a mortal woman can play such an elegant tune." It's a pity that without the magical artistic conception of the song just now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save this kid. ”

Haixin heard it, turned his head and glared at the old sour man fiercely, and made a stitch gesture with both hands. Her meaning is obvious: if you old boy talk nonsense, you will sew up your crow's mouth!

The old sour man shook his head helplessly, picked up the book, and pretended to look at it, and the meaning was also obvious: Xiaosheng knows books and etiquette, and he is not as knowledgeable as your woman.

"Plop!" a heavy object fell into the Taoyuan Realm.

"Blood Slave!"

"Enchantress!"

"Oops! These two plague gods are here again!" the old sour man and the black smoke circle looked at each other in horror, and the old sour man asked, "What should I do?

The black smoke ring also panicked: "Act at the opportunity." ”

He immediately added: "It's better to prepare to escape." ”

The blood slave was tall and stood like a mountain in front of everyone, bringing great pressure to everyone. He held the little girl in both hands, as carefully as if he were holding a treasure. To everyone's surprise, he actually smiled at everyone, and then said loudly: "Hehe, I didn't expect us to run in the same direction and meet again, so it seems that we are destined, then I will come in and rest, there is a lot of disturbance." ”

Then, without the consent of his master, he took a big stride and went straight into a house on the right.

Immediately after, "Bang!" sounded, and the door of the fine house closed.

The black smoke circle smiled bitterly: "It's really ghostly! Old Hei, can we go or not?"

The old sour man glanced at Lan Yingying not far away, and said, "Let's take a look first, maybe that little girl can create a miracle." ”

"But, if it'......" The black smoke ring stretched out a black smoke and pointed to the sky, "If that old and second young man is chasing after us, wouldn't it be dangerous for us?"

The old sour man groaned: "Uh...... At the moment, they were busy closing the formations of the various demon towers. Moreover, many people escaped, and most of them went north. I think they'll be blocking the way to the ladder for the time being, and won't search for it, because there are golden lightning barriers all around, and they're not worried that we'll escape. ”

"You have a point, but what if they find it?" said the black smoke ring, still worried.

When the old sour man heard this, his eyes tightened, and after thinking for a while, he said with a strong spirit: "Since we have taken this road, let's leave it to fate, and worrying too much will not help." ”

"Hehe, it's a big deal that our two brothers and sisters have been arrested again. ”

"Hmm!" the old man nodded heavily, "I vaguely feel that it may be safest for us to hide here." Although this space magic weapon has a large target and does not hide its tracks at all, it is easy to be discovered, but these people are experienced cultivators, and even if they are discovered, they will not be arrested. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"But you're right. In this way, let's find an inconspicuous house here and hide it, and then you and I will use all the means and treasures to hide, and we may be able to hide from the world. ”

"Uh-huh!"

So, the two also found a house and closed the door.

............

"Dingdong ......",

Lan Yingying's expression became more and more peaceful, and the sound of the piano became more and more beautiful.

Generally speaking, the best time to play the piano is when the mood is ethereal and happy, when the spiritual power is not fettered, in order to be tolerant and large, and the mood can expand boundlessly.

What is amazing is that after she survived the pressure just now, she actually felt the ethereal world in the phoenix head gonghou, and suddenly there was a wonderful feeling of the unity of the human and the piano. This is the realm that Fu Lou often talks about with her, she has always seemed to understand whether she understands or not, but she didn't expect to do it at this moment.

At the same time, her spiritual power also miraculously improved with the perception of the realm.

At this moment, her gentle and amiable face was overflowing with a faint, hazy, mist-like glow. It seems that the bottleneck of her cultivation has also begun to loosen, and I believe that it will not be long before she will be able to break through to the Jindan stage.

Yu Man carefully observed Lan Yingying and thought: "Just looking at her appearance, she is not particularly beautiful at first glance, but at the second glance, you will feel that she is very beautiful, and the more you look at it, the more beautiful she becomes." And her every move naturally exudes a meek, peaceful, and indisputable atmosphere. ”

"Looking at her makes people feel comfortable, warm and stable. This is Yu Man's conclusion: "No wonder Fu Lou likes her." ”

In fact, the real reason for liking someone is difficult to find, and perhaps marriage is the foundation.

......

"Ding-dong...... Knock ......"

The sound of the piano gradually soothed, like a spring breeze blowing on the earth. The spring breeze can blow through the harsh winter and bring life and vitality. The sound of the piano can blow away the fetters of the soul and heal the wounds of the soul.

Fu Lou's soul was indeed injured.

His mind was in turmoil, but soon there was no killing. In fact, the real root of the killing mainly came from "Heartbeat", not the little girl's bloodlight shock, but the bloodlight impact made his mental power defense rout and unable to restrain the magic sound.

After the little girl left, he, who was kind in nature, restrained the killing by his own cultivation and the sound of Lan Yingying's piano. Of course, he was already familiar with the demonic nature of "Heartbeat", which also helped him refrain from killing.

It stands to reason that since the killing is gone, then he should be sane, but he is not sober.

From this point of view, there are other fetters in his heart.