Chapter 1378

the jingling sound of the zither gathered into a dragon roar. This is the song that Qin Shuang thought out. It's the song of dragon and Phoenix without Phoenix.

Qin Shuang is proficient in rhythm. Naturally, at the moment when Feng Yin shows her voice, she can hear the voice flowing out of her mouth, which contains the voice of Feng Ming. Therefore, she instantly determined that Fengyin was a demon family and a Phoenix. In this way, if you want to match the Qin, it is naturally the sound of the dragon and the Phoenix. It's just that the other side already has Fengming, just need Longyin.

Master Shiying has reached a state of free will for the temperament. Qin Shuang modifies the sound of dragon and Phoenix, and at the same time adapts to the sound of Phoenix.

From raw to skilled, and then to fit, it's only three or five breath time.

When the song of dragon and the song of Phoenix coincide, both qinshuang and Fengyin can't help but tremble.

At that moment, the two of them were interlinked and reached the agreement of singing, piano and heart. The sound of dragons and phoenixes reverberated in the sky.

Good!

It's the sound of dragons and phoenixes.

But the sound of dragon and phoenix is not perfect. Qin Shuang wants to bring the sound of Phoenix into the sound of dragon and Phoenix perfectly. She is the dragon and the sound of Phoenix is the Phoenix. In this way, the enslavement of singing can be changed, and it will become a wonderful sound that can bring increase to the Terran. And Fengyin wants to take herself as the leader and use the Dragon chant of Qin Shuang to enslave her singing. Inevitably, the two people begin to fight for each other.

The warriors of Tiebi city fall into the competition of these two rhythms, sometimes sober, sometimes enslaved.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Countless people have nosebleed and their breath is fading.

Qinshuang's soul power is rapidly consumed, but she has no idea that her whole mind is immersed in the rhythm, competing with Fengyin's song for every trace of the musical space.

In Dantian.

The calf shrinks rapidly, and the surging energy is transformed into the power of soul by the spirit power Dharma, and is transported to the Yin God. Weiqinshuang provides the powerful power of soul.

It's just that Fengyin's natural voice and temperament make qinshuang less dominant, but it's always been a little inferior. Qin Shuang's temperament is suppressed and rebounded again and again, and then she has a little understanding of it.

"Click..."

As if to see, another crisp sound of fragmentation, Qin Shuang felt that his whole heart was empty, and his heart beat with the rhythm. The virtual images behind him were broken and turned into silk rhythm, converged in front of Qin Shuang, and then went into Qin Shuang's heart with a buzzing sound.

"Unite your heart! The land of great master! " Feng Yin's eyes are shrinking.

"Ang..."

The sound of the two instruments is suddenly high, and the sound of the instrument and the singing match perfectly in this moment. The sound of dragons and phoenixes resounds through the sky, and the aura gathers. A dragon and a phoenix appear in the sky, dancing and circling.

The reverberating sound of Qin and song is no longer the soul of enslaved people. It returns to the true meaning of the sound of dragon and Phoenix, which makes the warrior of Tiebi city suddenly wake up.

The blood clothes suddenly straightened up the bent knees, the sword shadow in Tianci's eyes gradually became clear, and Shen Qiu's face became red again.

The last string of music is still reverberating in the air, the last song is still in the air.

Qinshuang and Fengyin look at each other quietly.

The sound of Qin and song dissipated, and the city was silent. People's eyes focused on Qin Shuang and Feng Yin. The tense atmosphere once again shrouded the city.

Feng Yin looks at Qin Shuang. At this time, Qin Shuang has already stood up, embracing Cui Liuqin. Her clothes are floating with the wind. The great master's demeanor radiates from inside and outside. Her charming demeanor makes people feel broken.

"Alas..."

Feng Yin sighed, and the color of tangle appeared on her face. Before she came to Tiebi City, she boasted in front of her sister Fengwu. With one song, she would enslave all the warriors in Tiebi City, and she also informed all Wu to come to receive her. But now I met Qin Shuang, a great master of music.

She has a natural voice and temperament. Her love for temperament comes from her nature, so she also attaches great importance to those who are proficient in temperament. But she had never met a bosom friend in her life, and the people she met were vulgar in her heart. Even her sister, whose cultivation had reached the peak of demon saint, was vulgar in her heart.

Today, I met a bosom friend, who is a human and an enemy.

Such a person, she did not meet a lifetime, if you kill each other, I am afraid that later it will be difficult to find a bosom friend. To kill such a bosom friend is a blasphemy to the melody.

Looking at the tangle on Feng Yin's face, Qin Shuang's heart is very nervous. She knew that although she was better than the other in the rhythm, if the other wanted to kill herself, she didn't have much resistance. He took a gentle breath and looked disappointed. He said:

"Your Excellency has let me down so much."

Feng Yin's eyes show the color of shame and anger. She thinks that Qin Shuang is laughing at her. Her tone is not as good as Qin Shuang. In the heart then gave birth to a wisp of killing intention.

"What are you struggling with?" Qin Shuang's voice sounded again: "are you struggling to kill me?"Feng Yin's expression is a Zheng, the killing intention in the heart is a meal.

Qin Shuang holds Qin with his left hand and gently touches the string with his right hand. Pain and loss appear on his face.

"Green willow, green willow, originally thought that we met a pure voice, met the soul without dust bosom friend. But we were wrong. Cui Liu ah Cui Liu, since I have you, I have never played in front of people. I'm afraid that other people's dirty heart will pollute you, and your strings will no longer be clear, and you will no longer be able to play pure music. "

Yuan Ye and others, who have come to their senses, have a silent twitch at the corners of their mouths. They have seen Qin Shuang kill the enemy with cuiliuqin more than once. In the great wilderness, he killed hundreds of thousands of monsters with cuiliuqin.

But

Feng Yin doesn't know!

At this moment, there was shame in her heart, but the next action of qinshuang made her forget the shame and look at qinshuang dully.

"Bang!"

Qinshuang raised cuiliuqin with both hands, and then fell to the ground. The cuiliuqin was smashed. A trace of pain flashed in qinshuang's eyes, and the astringent voice said:

"there is no bosom friend, and the heart of the Qin is polluted, so it's better not to use this Qin."

Feng Yin looks at Qin Shuang. Her loneliness and coldness make her heartache.

It's the loneliness and coldness that is hard to find a bosom friend! She also has this kind of pain!

"No!

I don't deserve it!

It's my impure heart. It's my impure heart. It's the impure heart that makes her zither dirty. "

Feng Yin's heart is full of guilt. She has forgotten about the Terran, demon and elder sister

At this time, her heart is only ashamed. She always thinks that she is pure and beautiful, but now she feels that she is vulgar. Looking at Qin Shuang, she becomes a little ashamed.

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