Chapter 744 There are reasons to take it as your own
Yixin spoke eagerly.
He started to play the flute. At the beginning, there was only a short tone. In the middle, it suddenly exploded, like a new movement, making people breathless. At the end, the tone gradually returned to normal, and finally disappeared!
After singing a piece of music, Zhan Wuji put down the flute.
And those eyes are even more shining like Ultraman!
"Zhan Wuji, I want to learn!"
The corners of Zhan Wuji's lips curved slightly. The more excited you are, the more uncomfortable it will be when you learn.
As for the other monks hiding outside, they couldn't help but be shocked when they heard Zhan Wuji's voice.
This song is like a sharp blade. It is gentle one moment, but it will attack suddenly the next moment, catching people by surprise.
"Shenzi and Zhan Wuji actually made such a fuss, and even sang a song to calm me down!"
One monk couldn't help but admired.
When the two of them were together, they didn't have so many preparations, but Zhan Wuji and the Son of God arranged everything seamlessly. They would even play a song before the official start to liven up the atmosphere.
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Starting from today, they must do all the steps to perfection just like today. This is the first gift God has given them. How can they finish it carelessly?
Then, they also left one after another without disturbing the Holy Son and Zhan Wuji in the slightest.
Even Zhan Wuji himself did not expect that his song would bring such a big change to many people and even save countless lives!
"Zhan Wuji, why can't I just change songs as you please?"
I played for more than two hours at a stretch, but there was no movement at all from Yi Xin.
"Take your time, take your time, don't rush."
Zhan Wuji seemed careless, but in fact he was grinning like an old dog.
Zhan Wuji was overjoyed and couldn't bear it anymore. At this time, Yi Xin was still going crazy and she couldn't hold it anymore!
"Yi Xin, let me see..."
"I haven't given up yet, Zhan Wuji, keep telling me!"
Yi Xin turned a deaf ear to Zhan Wuji's words, but became even more determined.
"I want to see how long you can last!"
The corner of Zhan Wuji's sinister mouth curled up.
"Okay, I'll teach you a lesson."
Just like that, the day passed by in a flash. Originally Zhan Wuji was about to leave, but he was held tightly by Yixin and refused to leave, while Yixin spent the whole night studying.
By the second day, Yi Yixin had completely lost consciousness, but he still didn't give up!
Zhan Wuji went crazy after hearing this. Staying here was simply a kind of torture.
Zhan Wuji was a little hesitant. Should he learn something easier first, like these stars?
"Yixin, how about we change to an easier method?
Aren’t they going to the secret realm of Holy Origin Valley? How can they enter it without enough power?”
Zhan Wuji took out the 'Way of Killing', and it was obvious that mastering the 'Way of Destruction' was not as good as learning the 'Way of Killing'.
"No, in the worst case scenario, I can take you with me, but you can't beat him anyway. However, you can only give me advice on this matter."
She doesn't know anything now, she just wants to learn.
Zhan Wuji's lips moved, and there was someone behind him to support him. Is this the so-called toughness?
When will he have such ability? He also wants to find a rich woman to be his mistress!
So, Zhan Wuji stayed with Yixin here for two days, and it wasn't until three days later that someone came to see him.
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zhan Wuji's eyes.
Help, help!
Yi Xin also put down Chang Xiao. In her opinion, the only person in the Destroyed Temple who was qualified to come to her was another person.
"grown ups!"
Sure enough, when he opened the door, he saw a ferocious-looking god standing in front of the door.
Zhan Wuji raised his head and looked at him. No matter who came, he would become Zhan Wuji's savior.
The Holy God of Destruction on the side was also stunned, and his eyes fell on the embarrassed Yunzhi.
"Yixin, why is he here?"
His eyes moved away from Zhan Wuji and fell on Yi Xin.
Yi Xin wants to speak but stops, wants to speak but stops.
"What's wrong?" Annelotte asked curiously.
"It's hard to deal with!"
"This... my flute was given to me by Zhan Wuji."
"I see."
A look of shock suddenly appeared on the face of the Holy God of Destruction, and a thunder suddenly sounded in his mind!
"What? Fart!"
He thought there was something wrong with his ears, but with his strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to become deaf. However, he was still looking forward to this time, since his ears were not working well.
"What? What's wrong?"
Yixin on the side looked innocent.
"He, he recognized you as a woman?"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Holy God of Destruction, and he stared at Zhan Wuji with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, I happened to meet Zhan Wuji when I was there, and he saved me."
"yes."
Zhan Wuji saw the Holy God of Destruction with a solemn face, and immediately realized that this was the person he was looking for.
No, this sentence just sounds like a feeling to the ears of grown men like them, but he really doesn’t feel anything else at all!
"this……"
When Zhan Wuji said this, he pouted his mouth and made a gesture.
However, his small mouth made the Holy God of Destruction named "Wrath" instantly become furious!
The coercion swept across the entire room in an instant, overflowing from the room and spreading outside!
"Yes, Zhan Wuji is giving me guidance, but I haven't fully grasped it yet."
Yi Xin also took the wooden flute. After seeing the wooden flute, his momentum slowly calmed down.
Many disciples were also shocked by the powerful aura. Their eyes all fell on the place where Yi Xin was. Several of them knew that the aura came from that aura.
"Oops, I guess both Zhan Wuji and Shenzi were caught!"
"Probably, otherwise, it would be impossible for the dignified Palace Master to display such terrifying strength in a fit of rage!"
"That's right. After all, she is a person who has great hope of becoming the next Saint Son in the future. It is normal for the Saint to get angry if she delays her practice for such a trivial matter."
Many people felt that it was a pity that once the palace owner knew about the relationship between the Son of God and Zhan Wuji, it would be difficult to make progress.
Zhan Wuji, on the other hand, let out a long sigh of relief in the room. With that blow just now, he had completely destroyed all that power.
This powerful strength was simply not something he could bear. In an instant, it was as if the shadow of death was on his throat. With just one touch, he would be wiped out.
But Zhan Wuji was also wondering why the Holy God of Destruction was so angry? Could it be that she was his daughter?