Yue Qingchen roared with undisguised anger.

Nan Yingfeng froze in place, his whole body stiff.

Shen Moqing, who had been watching quietly from behind, suddenly realized something and stepped over from behind.

"Miss Master, could it be that Feng Qingyao did all this?"

When all that happened, Shen Moqing was still too young.

Completely unaware of the truth of the matter.

After walking in Qianxu for many years, he always only heard about Feng Qingyao's justice.

Everywhere he looked, people were praising Feng Qingyao.

However, after what happened just now, he was also shocked to realize...

Feng Qingyao's role in this seems to be more than just that.

Shen Moqing lowered his head.

His expression was cold.

"It was Feng Qingyao who deliberately wanted to murder Feng Qingyang."

Yue Qingchen nodded slightly towards Shen Moqing.

"It seems that you are not hopelessly stupid."

Shen Moqing tugged at his lips.

Nan Yingfeng was left alone, looking dazed.

It seemed like I didn’t want to believe it for a long time.

"Get out of the way." Yue Qingchen fell to Nan Yingfeng's side and lowered her voice.

The voice is obviously very weak.

However, it seems to have a strong deterrent effect.

The shock made Nan Yingfeng subconsciously step aside.

Wait until Nan Yingfeng notices all this.

His heart suddenly contracted violently.

This girl...

What a great momentum!!

Who...is she??

Nan Yingfeng raised his head and struggled to ask questions.

The Yue Qingchen in front of him had fallen beside Feng Qingyang again.

She slowly extended her palm.

Waves of power covered Feng Qingyang, seeming to be exploring something.

Powerful spiritual power overflowed from her body.

It penetrated into his body along Feng Qingyang's tendons.

All around, the silence is terrifying...

After an unknown amount of time, Yue Qingchen suddenly opened her eyes.

A trace of cruelty flashed across his eyes.

"I see..." She gritted her teeth and whispered.

"Girl, what happened?" Nan Yingfeng lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

Yue Qingchen didn't respond, but looked at them again.

"Xiao Mo Qing, lead Zifeng City Lord back."

"Don't get close. If you accidentally hurt yourself, don't blame me!"

Shen Moqing was full of doubts about Yue Qingchen from the beginning, but now he feels unusually accustomed to this order.

Even he didn't notice it himself.

After Yue Qingchen's order, he responded happily without even thinking about it.

Then, drag Nan Yingfeng back.

Nan Yingfeng has thousands of reluctances deep in my heart.

Now, he had to step back.

…

Inside the huge cave, Yue Qingchen lowered her head and looked at the man lying down.

She discovered clearly...

The reason why Feng Qingyang has been sleeping for so many years is entirely because his soul has left his body!!

now……

He must recall his soul for him!

He is different from the Nine Sun God Emperor.

The Nine Sun God Emperor's seven souls and six souls were scattered.

But he is much simpler...

Yue Qingchen's eyes shone with a faint light.

She lowered her head and looked at the seven-foot man lying down.

He whispered——

"Now that I'm back, all this should be over."

All around him, bursts of light kept flickering.

It is obviously a silent cave.

This time, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Just watch the woman in white suddenly take a few steps back, and then sit cross-legged.

After she sat down cross-legged...

A purple yangqin flashing with golden light suddenly appeared at her fingertips!

"She, what does she want to do?" Nan Yingfeng kept watching the movement in front of her closely. When he saw Yue Qingchen's actions, he frowned.

Shen Moqing looked stern.

I don't know how serious it is.

"Zifeng City Master, just wait, Master Miss must have a way to save Mr. Feng."

Even though it was just the first day she met Yue Qingchen, Shen Moqing trusted her unconsciously...

Nan Yingfeng took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

After a long time, he stabilized his body and stopped moving forward.

Ding--

In the huge cave, a piano sound suddenly sounded.

moment!

The entire cave was almost shaking.

The ground beneath my feet seemed to feel something.

All around, crumbling.

Seeing this, Shen Moqing quickly took action.

The cyan fan is waving.

Rays of green light dispersed in all directions, blocking the surrounding area.

Yue Qingchen closed her eyes slightly and continued to play the Ziyang Qin in her hand.

The power of divine sound...

At the highest level, one can control the soul.

At the moment, Yue Qingchen is facing Feng Qingyang's body, calling his soul to return...

The strings vibrate slightly.

Yue Qingchen's jade hands continued to pluck the strings.
To be continued...