Xuan Yao shook his head slightly. He couldn't imagine how powerful a demon spirit must be to be able to trap so many people and even his mother couldn't find any clues.
Is it an ability that a lowly demon spirit can possess?
He said: "Could he be a great demon who is gifted with magical powers and can cause hallucinations?"
Also a possibility.
And Xudong said: "It may be that he has entered the realm of the great demon."
Hu Qing rubbed his forehead, there were too many possibilities, and they couldn't rule them out.
Qingqing looked at everyone, smiled slightly and said word by word: "Well, how about we try to attack?"
Look at him, where is he attacking? He doesn't even have a target.
Hu Qing looked over and over, and finally looked at Qing Qing and said, "You choose."
Wuqing was flattered, pointed to her nose, and nodded lightly. She was just betting on luck.
Wuqing chose, choosing the brightest star above her head: "There."
It is said to be the brightest, but in fact it seems to be no different from other shining stars, but it is so close, it is it.
Everyone stared at the star and began to line up to attack. The attacks flew up and down one after another, beating themselves up and screaming without any suspense.
What a formation, it also has double rebound.
Everyone was so angry that they couldn't do anything.
Hu Qing: "Where did I come in? If the environment is fake, but my demon body is real, right?"
She was a little unsure.
Silk cloth: "I probably know what's going on. Just go ahead and attack."
Sound attack?
Hu Qing was confused. What kind of attack do I know?
The only thing she knows -
She silently took out the magic flute and was watched by everyone, feeling inexplicably... ashamed.
Xudong was surprised: "Are you still proficient in music?"
Shui Xin turned away in pain.
Xuan Yao always said without thinking: "My father's music can be found in heaven or on earth."
Hu Qing had an old expression on his face. In a sense, it was exactly that.
She struggled: "Actually, I can also play the piano."
Silk cloth: "It's not as lethal as playing the flute. Don't hesitate. Your video of learning the piano is still on the mobile phone list. These people will see it sooner or later."
Hu Qing took a deep breath and said to everyone: "You guys, step back."
"Wait a minute." Gouqi said, "I want to excuse myself first."
"Me too."
"Me too."
Wow, all the weapon spirits have retreated.
Hu Qing: "..."
Yisi and others didn't understand why, and still had beautiful illusions about Hu Qing: "Is your sound attack so powerful?"
Hu Qing Gaoshen: "It's just different."
So they watched with an expression of admiration as she put the strange and exaggerated magic flute to her mouth, watched her pucker her lips and blow it——
Diliwuya thorn——
The expression of admiration turned into shock and disbelief. Before it turned into pain and disgust, Hu Qing decisively turned around to face the sea, mustering up all her strength to blow and eat.
Xudong covered his ears and doubted his persistence for a moment: What in this world is worth immortalizing?
If he didn't want to see the ending, he would have gone back to Yangshen Muli.
Shui Xin was already prepared to hypnotize himself into not being able to hear or hear.
And Yisi and others have obviously been reshaped into the world. Well, no one stipulates that the disciples of the sect master must have good music. That's right, is the second sect master sure that he is not deaf?
Hu Qing had already lost her face, so she just played the flute wholeheartedly and would not stop until she breathed her last breath. Was it because she was not talented enough or not strong enough? Or was the world too ridiculous and she had to use her shortcomings to fight against it?
Silk cloth has also been tortured, but what is needed is this strength of destruction.
Afterwards, let her seal the flute!
The demonic sound was harsh and echoed endlessly. Nothing seemed to change in the surroundings, but at a certain moment, the stars suddenly trembled, and one by one, clusters, and piles shattered silently, the sea surface shook, huge waves surged into the sky, and everyone stabilized their bodies
.
Seeing this, Hu Qing was overjoyed and played harder and harder.
The surroundings changed even more drastically, like an ice house encountering the scorching sun, one layer after another melting and collapsing.
"Beep——"
As the saying goes, the sound of the flute is clear and faint, but Hu Qing has the ability to play a good flute to produce a noise that is unmatched by any musical instrument.
Anyone with long ears cannot bear it!
Unable to bear it, the mastermind behind the scenes was furious and stepped forward angrily. He grabbed Hu Qing's collar and got close to her. He pushed the magic flute away with his other hand and met her eye to eye.
Hu Qing was startled, subconsciously leaned back, screamed "Ghost", and at the same time slapped him away.
"Snapped--"
The applause was loud and clear, and both sides were stunned.
"You—" the other party glanced at her up and down, "you're a monster, you're ugly."
Hu Qing was angry: "You are the ugly one, and your whole family is ugly."
People around me: ...She is not ugly, on the contrary, she is very beautiful.
Xudong slapped his head, silently annoyed: Why didn't I expect it, it turned out to be - no wonder.
Others are also very dreamy: is it real or fake?
Only Xuan Yao, as always, only thought about his mother and ran over to break hands: "Let go of my father."
The long dark blue curly hair hanging around his body, his exquisite face and facial features, as well as his overly long and superior arms and body and fish tail all tell the people in front of him that he is a shark.
No wonder, it turns out that they fell into the dream of a shark? No wonder no trace of the formation could be found. They were poisoned by the shark at the same time! Oh, it’s not poison, it’s the shark’s song!
At this time, they looked around at the sea, the starry sky, and the late night. It was the same setting but not the same scene. At least they were sure that the surroundings were reality, a reality that they could get out of.
"Let go of my father." Xuan Yao tried hard to break the filmy fingers between his fingers without moving at all.
Hu Qing used the magic flute to push him away and signaled him to retreat. He smiled dryly at the mermaid and said, "Friend, let's talk?"
"What's the point of talking to you, a bastard like you who doesn't understand music?" The shark was angry. He tilted his head and showed Hu Qing a trace of very light blue at the position of his ears.
That's... blood?
Hu Qing felt guilty for a moment, then tough for a moment: "Even if I don't have a good singing voice, I still have the freedom to speak. If you don't like it, don't listen. If you have the ability, teach me well."
Just after she finished speaking, the anger on the shark's face turned into deep disgust, and then he became thoughtful and looked at her with squinted big fish eyes.
Hu Qing felt a chill in his heart and immediately added: "If you have the ability, go to my house and teach everyone like me in my house!"
Suddenly, the shark's face sneered: "It turns out that you are still trying to deceive me from the Shark clan."
He was ugly when he opened his mouth and was ugly when he was silent. Hu Qing was not willing to listen: "Different races have different aesthetics. My friend, your honor is really not popular among the women here."
The shark's face turned cold: "Nonsense, we, the Shark tribe, are the most beautiful creatures."
Hu Qing spread his hands, whatever you want, but I don't think you look good.
Seeing the two of them go from a deadlock to a stalemate, Shui Xin came over to persuade: "Friends of the Shark tribe, we have no intention of coming here, no offense, we will leave immediately."
After looking at Shui Xin once, twice, and three times, the shark's mood became much better: "I know you were caught in the turbulence. I saw her come out, release the boat, and then release you."
Shui Xin's smile carried the brilliance of Buddha nature: "So, we are definitely not provoking, and we ask our friends to forgive us for our previous rudeness."
