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Sometimes Feng Yi will think wildly, since the sound of the piano can make people feel calm, does it also make people feel tyrannical, and even directly affect people's soul and spiritual power, thus causing a large-scale killing rate?

And now, Feng Yi seems to have found a feeling, and in a trance he returned to his previous life ---- Taoist priest, his master who was beaten to death by the angry crowd because the scam was exposed, once hummed a song of Taoist wolf killing in a strange rhythmic rhythm, only because he was possessed by this Taoist priest later, so this Taoist priest's memory only faintly felt that this song had a strong killing meaning, and it made his head sound loudly, and he felt a burst of pain. Thinking about it now, I suddenly feel that the rhythm is similar to the rhythm when Liu Yanyun plays, but the effect is completely different.

So, is it possible to master this peculiar rhythm that has the same effect whether it is integrated into the piano sounds, songs, chantress or even just simple roars?

When Liu Yanyun's song stopped, Feng Yi came to her side and motioned for her to give up his position, he wanted to try to find that rhythm.

Feng Yi closed his eyes and muttered for a while, and began to pluck the strings.

Liu Yanyun thought that the song Feng Yi played must have the same Ling surname as last time, but she soon knew that she was wrong, because Feng Yi plucked the strings without discipline at all, and the sound was harsh, like a, no, a flock of crows hissing and chirping desperately.

Charlie and the others and a group of demon soldiers are trying their best to endure, dare to be angry but dare not speak, who let Feng Yi be their top **oss.

Liu Yanyun just looked at his white jade Feixue Qin with regret, it was simply a waste under this demon.

It was only soon that Liu Yanyun noticed something, and looked at Feng Yi with closed eyes in surprise, but his body gradually diffused with the intent of killing.

The messy sound of the piano gradually became coherent, but almost all of them's faces changed, only to feel that the sound of the piano penetrated into their minds like substance, and it seemed to smash their souls into pieces in the rampage, and many people immediately covered their ears, but found it completely useless.

With a broken sound of "Ga", Feng Yi's body shook, and he woke up from a certain artistic conception, and everyone, including Liu Yanyun, looked at him like a ghost. He knew that he had found it, and this artistic conception was the same as when he devoted himself to the drawing of the magic scroll, and it would be much easier as long as he slowly groped for it and became familiar with it.

"How can you know the soul qin sound of our Golden Phoenix Pavilion?" Liu Yanyun asked in shock.

"Didn't I learn from you?" Feng Yi wiped a handful of sweat beads and smiled.

"I ......" Liu Yanyun only said one word, and then closed his mouth, could it be that this demon is really a peerless genius, and she has only taught her to draw magic scrolls once, and then he threw out fifty black iron magic scrolls and two bronze magic scrolls in Wujiang City to sell, although she never believed that it was really Feng Yi who drew it herself. But now he played the soul sound, which could produce a variety of effects, but she had never fully learned the most difficult soul-breaking sound that hurt the enemy's soul. If that's all he's learned these days, he's really terrible.

As she stayed by Feng Yi's side for longer and longer, Liu Yanyun became more and more confused, she had a feeling of being unspeakable to him, and began to let her heart get close to him, but found that his heart was shrouded in a fog, difficult to see. Whenever you think you know something about him, he will always give you a bigger shock.

Now Liu Yanyun finally understands why she and Feng Yi always feel that something is almost there, the difference is that he has really opened his heart from the end, not that she is unwilling to approach, but that he has been refusing. When two hearts can't really get close, there will be no real love, because love without a response can only be regarded as unrequited love, and love is mutual. But she wants to break and stand up, unless she can enjoy true love, even if only for a second.

Feng Yi sat next to Liu Yanyun, stretched out his wolf paw and put it on her fragrant shoulder, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Yanyun leaned over suddenly, pillowed his head on Feng Yi's shoulders, and wrapped his hands around his waist, and his side could even feel the two full softness on her chest.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned, he had also put his hand on her shoulder to eat tofu before, but she was always motionless, naturally he would not overstep, it was not a good thing to go too far.

"You're not going to fall in love with me, are you? Feng Yi clearly felt that his heart was beating a little faster.

"Maybe, also, don't call me Yun Fairy in the future, call me Yanyun, okay?" Liu Yanyun smelled the smell of Feng Yi's body, not the fishy smell of the demon race as imagined by humans, but a warm and good smell, which made her heart sigh and feel that her heart had fallen a little again.

Feng Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "Yanyun, in fact, I think I have to tell you one more thing, true pure love does not contain any impurities, you want to seek to break and stand on me, with such an obvious purpose, how can there be true love?"

Liu Yanyun was stunned again, thinking back to Dongfang Zongheng's words in her heart, she just thought that the problem between the two was because of Dongfang Zongheng's avoidance, not allowing her heart to really get close to him.

"If one day you forget your state of mind, forget your experience, forget to break and stand up, maybe we can have true love between us. Feng Yi patted Liu Yanyun's pink back, pushed her away and got up to the other side. When he told Yoo that Yun Po had set up a purpose to induce her to fall in love with him, he had noticed that she was approaching him these days, not that he was deliberately avoiding her, but that he could not open his heart to accept him after knowing her obvious purpose. He is not a good person, and the intertwined course of life allows him to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. But only love has been stained in his heart, holy as a white lotus out of the mud and unstained, love is not a cheap thing, you can want it, you can exchange your heart.

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The magic capital is the holy land of the entire demon race.

The Heavenly Demon King sacrifices and says,Held once every five years,In addition to specific ceremonies,In fact, it is also a meeting of the three demon kings of the demon race,Disputes over the years must be resolved in turn,There will also be a demon youth competition,Adventure and other projects。

The day before the Heavenly Demon King sacrifice officially began, the three major demon kings who had arrived in advance to arrange various things had gathered in the Heavenly Demon Hall. Among the three demon kings, the mad demon king has a hanging eye and a nose, a body of explosive muscles, and an arrogant aura of contempt for heaven and earth; while the blood demon king has a pair of bloody eyes, but his appearance is very handsome and elegant, and he still has a long beard under his chin, and his demeanor is graceful; the night demon king's face is gloomy and his eyes are sharp, like a leopard hiding in the shadows and may jump out and bite at any time.

"Night Demon, those sons of yours have made a lot of progress in the past five years, your boss has finally broken through to the ninth layer of the Night Demon Skill. The Mad Demon King laughed, but his words were extremely contemptuous.