When she said this, she spit out another mouthful of blood and slowly closed her eyes.
And her hand stroking the body of the piano finally dropped as her eyes closed.
At the same time, the Jiaowei Qin made a series of earth-shattering wails.
Far away in the lower realm, Po Jun, who led many heavenly soldiers and generals, was fighting fiercely with the mandrill, which had become a demon. Suddenly, he heard an extremely sad long cry coming from his ears, and the hand holding the demon-suppressing sword couldn't help but tremble.
He must have heard it right. That whine sounded like the sound made by Lian'er's Jiaowei Qin.
But why did the Jiao Wei Qin make such a sound? Could something have happened to Lian'er? Po Jun couldn't help but feel worried, but this gave Mandrill an opportunity.
The jade flute in the mandrill's hand erupted into a thick black smoke, which fiercely passed through many heavenly soldiers and generals, and hit Po Jun's chest directly.
At this moment, Po Jun took up the demon sword to resist, but it was already a step too late. His body was severely bounced away. If it were not for the protective armor given by the Emperor of Heaven, he would have been seriously injured!
"Po Jun, do you know why you became a demon?" Mandrill flew to his side and said coldly: "I just want to be able to defeat you and destroy the heaven one day... Without the heaven, without your existence, Lian'er will
Come back to me willingly!"
Po Jun frowned and said in a deep voice: "Mandrill, you don't have to make excuses for your ambitions, and don't let Lian'er become an excuse for you to kill so many creatures! Lian'er's feelings are her own choices. Do you think
Without heaven and without me, will Lian'er fall in love with you?"
Mandrill's eyes burst out with anger, and his arrogant voice went straight into the sky: "Yes, without you, Lian'er will definitely fall in love with me... In today's battle, either you die or I die, I will never let go
Pass you!"
That cry was eventually covered up by the flames of war. Po Jun held the demon-slaying sword and finally beat Mandrill back to its thin original form. Just when he waved his hand and prepared to destroy Mandrill's soul, Mandrill sneered and spoke again.
"Po Jun, Po Jun, didn't you hear that the wailing sound just now was made by Lian'er's Jiaowei Qin?"
Po Jun's sword suddenly stopped in mid-air
The mandrill took out the jade flute and said quietly: "The Jiaowei Qin was given to Lian'er by me. Once there is any movement in the Jiaowei Qin, my jade flute will also react... Now Jiaowei
Qin whining can only mean one thing, that something happened to Lian'er!"