At this time, when someone from King Mu's Mansion entered the palace, Huang lightly held his hand and pointed at it.

The people of Mu Wangfu are arrogant and domineering, and they all look like they are high up when they enter the palace, and they can't wait to trample everyone under their feet.

In Huang Qingwan's eyes, this group of people is naturally no different from scum.

The little milk bag blinked his big shining eyes, staring at the person flying in the sky, only to see that his eyes were about to grow on the top of his head, as if the entire Sky Wolf Clan was his family.

The little milk bag nodded as if she didn't understand, and then said, "It turns out that this is scum, and sure enough, scum--"

Huang lightly pinched her fleshy little face, and she really had a teachable appearance.

Thinking of Emperor Wuxie, Huang lightly pulled a pair of dark red eyes, and a complicated look appeared.

For some reason, the 20,000-year-old ancestor made her hate it.

Huang Qingwan has always been merciful to his opponent, and he will never be soft on his opponent, and he will never leave a chance for his opponent to breathe.

However, for Emperor Wuxie, before her, she was able to send a ghost to take out the Hell Fire Lotus Pill and give it to him.

Fortunately, Emperor Wuxie refused, otherwise Huang Qingwan was really distressed and would vomit blood-

Regarding the emperor's innocent birthday, Huang Qingwan didn't react when he saw the emperor killed, as if it was none of his business.

It was the piano score that Yufu gave to Huang Qingwan, and every time Huang Qingwan looked at it, he felt stuffed.

Even though she didn't know the rhythm, she saw a woman's figure several times because of the resonance of the silkworm silk and the piano score, and it seemed that thousands of years had elapsed between her and her.

It's just a vague figure, in Huang Qingwan's view, but she feels inexplicably sad, and she doesn't know where that sadness comes from.

This night, Huang Qingwan dug out the silk of the silkworm very painfully, and studied it well under the starlight--

It is said that this is the thing of the ancient prince of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, who disappeared once in thousands of years, and it is the thing on the acacia piano--

A crystal clear silkworm silk lay quietly in front of the phoenix's eyes, and a moist breath spread, even though thousands of years have passed, the aura on it is still sufficient, and the aura of the Tao spreads--

Huang lightly pulled her red eyes and narrowed slightly, and the aura of the Tao actually formed a complete acacia piano in front of her--

Huang was stunned, his fingers touched slightly, and a crisp sound flowed out of the piano.

She quietly looked at the acacia piano in front of her, suspended in the air, and at this time she was exuding a natural aura of the avenue outward.

A powerful enchantment emanated from the Acacia, directly isolating the space where the phoenix was located from the outside--

Huang lightly pulled a red dress like fire, dark red eyes, a few traces of brilliance, Yufu gave her the piano score, in an instant did not enter her arms, Huang lightly pulled for a while, and involuntarily stroked the acacia piano in front of him.

In an instant, a piano sound came out, resounding through the void.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, time seemed to have passed thousands of years, Huang lightly pulled his hand slightly, and his fingertips gently stirred the acacia strings--

Under the sound of the piano, pictures flashed by, all of which were ancient pictures after thousands of years.

The beautiful and gorgeous woman, like a fairy who is not stained with dust, is always dressed in a snow-white flowing long skirt, full of black hair like a waterfall, beside her, the blonde boy showed a long-lost smile, that glance, even the phoenix was amazed, she didn't know that the emperor laughed innocently, and it was so fascinating--