Flute sound and Pipa sound are organically combined and flow in the whole array.

It's the first time for shenjiuli to see her dressed like this. Her heart is moving. However, it's the time to fully suppress Zisha. He can't be distracted. No matter how many doubts he has in his heart, he can only temporarily suppress them first.

Ning Xuemo goes to the big formation, and is far away from the black hole that is still breathing purple evil spirit.

She did not look at him, but focused on playing the lute, as if this is the last song in her life, every syllable, every gesture are so perfect.

God Jiuli slightly closed his eyes, but did not look at her. He just played the flute faster and more melodious. There was a golden charm rotating out of his flute and hovering in the air.

Ning Xuemo's lips are slightly crooked, and her hands are filled with magic. There is a red charm coming from her lute and rising into the air.

The golden charm and the red charm meet in the air. When they are in circulation, they are combined and pounce into the black hole.

Such a perfect combination of playing lasted for half an hour. The vibration of the ground was getting smaller and smaller. It seemed that Zisha was really suppressed by the combination of the two.

God Jiuli's expression is not easy, he raised his eyes and looked at the opposite Ning Xuemo, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Ning Xuemo also finally raised his head, eyes light fell on his face, the bottom of the eyes is quiet, no desire ruthless.

God Jiuli has seen all kinds of her, coquettish, crying, naughty, loving, cheating, smiling

Every kind of her is so flexible and vivid, like a fire strong into his wave free life. Let his eyes unconsciously revolve around her, and when he himself finds out, he is already deep in mud and can't pull it out.

He has seen so many of her, but he hasn't seen anything like her now.

It is clear that the five senses are still that one, but her temperament is quite different from that of the past. Her body seems to contain a layer of light, a layer of golden red light.

The pure devil is usually surrounded by black light or red light.

And the immortal is surrounded by white light or golden light.

Like Jiuli, once his aura is fully opened, his body is surrounded by white light.

As for the golden light, it is generally the light that the Buddha will have.

But Ning Xuemo, she was covered with two colored lights, like a devil and a Buddha, red light inside, but inlaid with golden edge

So she stood opposite him and could not see any emotion in her eyes.

This kind of her makes Jiuli in a panic, as if this person is going away

"Xuemo, after this seal, let's have a good talk!" Because the purple spirit in the earth has weakened, Jiuli, God, can finally distract himself and say a word or two.

What he and she may lack is a communication, and such she makes him feel a little strange.

Ning Xuemo slightly droops her eyes, covering her turbulent mood at the bottom of her eyes. Her little mouth slightly hooks a hook: "I think I've said everything I need to say, and there's nothing to talk about between us. "

In fact, this sentence is very choking and sharp, especially her light tone is even more maddening.

Shenjiuli is not crazy, he quietly looked at her, eyes deep: "you have something to hide from me!"

Ning Xuemo sighed softly: "God, why do you tangle these? I After all, it's not xiaoxuemo at the beginning. I'm far away from her. I'm the soul of 50000 years later, and you, maybe 50000 years later, are still you.