325. Chapter 325 Why don't you turn this music into auspiciousness?
Chapter 325: The auspiciousness turns into resentment, why not make this music into an accessory?
Lian Shang came to them, worried, "Are you okay?"
Jinqing cried and touched her chest, "What do you think? Xiaoyue is ruthlessly trying to take our lives!"
"I think you can still speak, which means you are very good!" Lian Shang rolled his eyes and came to the other two.
"Demon King, Mu Wangqing, are you okay?"
Mu Wangqing nodded lightly, and Qi Wang Leng Ya suddenly coughed, and a little blood spilled out.
"King, you are seriously injured!" Jin Qing nervously supported the Demon King, "Let my subordinates diagnose and treat you."
He calmly waved his hands to stop her, and raised his eyes to look at Mu Wangqing, "I'm sorry about her. I originally thought that her power to go berserk was just because she was young and couldn't control it, but it seems that she is not the real her now.
Mu Wangqing, and you all, must be mentally prepared."
"Thank you, we understand."
Mu Wangqing's eyes were dense and surging, darkening a lot.
Jin Qing and Lian Shang looked at each other in confusion, and then saw that the Demon King showed distress to Xiao Yue who had fainted, and then left helplessly.
The three people were left in silence. After a while, Mu Wangqing picked up Xiaoyue and left with an expressionless expression. Jin Qing watched the two people leave mysteriously one by one, feeling puzzled.
"What kind of riddle are the two of them playing?"
Lian Shang calmly lowered her eyes and hugged her chest, raising her eyebrows.
"Just think about it yourself."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Jin Qing quickly stopped her.
"Wait a minute, what song did you just play?"
"Why should I tell you."
"Stop making trouble, I'm serious. Do you know, this may be of great help to Die Xiaoyue!"
Lian Shang was stunned. Indeed, she was just looking for a recipe to save Xiaoyue. She just blew it out of desperation, but she didn't expect it to be really useful. It's a pity that it's just half a sheet of music...
Seeing Lian Shang's expression change to full of regret, he was so frightened that Lian Shang retreated step by step.
"What are you doing, showing such an expression? I'm not bullying you."
"Do you think you have what it takes?"
Lian Shang twitched her lips and glanced at him with disgust, "I hope you can come to me one day when you can defeat a woman of your own race in an upright manner."
"…………"
Lian Shang pursed his lips angrily. To be honest, he couldn't be so straightforward. However, there was a woman beside her. He had not defeated him for many years, and she was still leading her...
It's just... thinking about this, Lian Shang's eyes suddenly darkened.
Lian Shang felt strange when she saw that he was chattering just now and now he was silent again.
"What's wrong with you? Don't look like I'm bullying a good husband."
"...Haha, why don't I borrow the magic weapon in your hand!" Jinqing showed a treacherous smile and grabbed it immediately when he was not prepared. When Lian Shang saw that his hands were empty, he opened his mouth angrily and amusedly to the man who had already run away without a trace.
call out.
"Idiot! This is just half a sheet of music!"
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Jin Qing walked alone in the corridor, looking at half of the sheet of music in his hand, recalling the scene of Xiaoyue being restrained, and as his mind was running rapidly, he came up with a conclusion. Everything in the world has pros and cons, good and evil, light and dark.
, resentment and forgiveness. Just like this, this joyful song can restrain the resentful spirit full of resentment.
However, not all of them can appear in time to stop Xiaoyue, so it is better to put the music score on the accessory. Once Xiaoyue is possessed, the music will automatically sound, so that Xiaoyue can wake up. Unfortunately, the music score is incomplete... it is difficult to hide
The lost Jin sat on the stone bench dejectedly. Suddenly, he thought of something and immediately got up and left...
But after he left, a figure came to the stone bench and looked at him as he hurriedly left. He curled his lips in disdain, and his silver mask shone coldly in the sun.