Chapter 2773

On weekdays, Yashuang uses 100% of her accomplishments, and she can only control 48 strings at most. But this young girl used the konghou that Yashuang recognized the Lord, and she attached all 72 strings with spiritual power. Moreover, with the sound of music enveloping Lin shaocong's therapeutic power, it was so pure and delicate, but it continued to flow. There are few people who can do this, even in the whole Mu Le Pavilion. Ya Shuang's face was blue and white, and her fist was clenching. There was a complete silence in the hall. All the people looked at the girl covered with light gauze. They were surprised and doubted. They didn't know what she was. However, the silence lasted only a short time, interrupted by a heartrending cry“ Shao Cong, Shao Cong, what's the matter with you! " After hearing this, they found that Lin shaocong, who had just been treated by Yashuang, was much better. At this time, his face was flushed and his body was shaking like chaff. Beany beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead. Lin shaocong was biting his teeth, even his lips were broken, but he refused to make any sound. That's why people didn't find out about him. But now even a fool can see that Lin shaocong is in pain, or can be said to be in agony“ What... What's going on? Isn't that girl treating him? How did the Lin family get worse? "“ Oh, that's not to say! It must be the quack who mistook people! "“ I was almost fooled in by what she said just now. Now it seems that this man is not cured, but will be killed by her! " Lin's father and mother also heard the public's comments. For a moment, they were in a panic“ Ah --! " Lin shaocong couldn't bear it any longer. He cried bitterly. He curled up and twitched violently“ Shao Cong, Shao Cong, don't scare me Lin's mother cries to hold her son, but she is pushed away by Lin shaocong, who is suffering from mental disorder“ Stop playing! Do you want to kill my son? " Lin Fu roared and rushed towards Mu Yan. However, before he could get close to the konghou, he was spread out by an invisible barrier. The girl sitting in front of the konghou has a light look. The eight winds are not moving. She plays her own music, as if she has not heard Lin shaocong's pain and wail, nor the roar and roar of Lin's father and mother“ Auntie, auntie, please help my son Lin's mother had no choice but to rush to Yashuang and keep kowtowing: "please help my son, please, please!" Ya Shuang sneers, arrogance and contempt float up her eyebrows again: "what do you think of me as Mu Le Ge saint? When I was about to save your son, you didn't believe me, but you believed a woman of unknown origin. Now you want me to save your son? " Her eyes swept over Lin Shaomin, and a trace of malice flashed in her eyes: "this woman's attempt to slander my reputation of mule Pavilion and disturb the peace of the tribe must be other spies sent by Sanlu to my north land. Your daughter has long been guilty of bringing such a sinister person into the Horton tribe. She is not entitled to the protection of Xianmu Lin's mother's crying heart was broken, and she could only kowtow and pray again and again. Yashuang continued: "if you want me to save your son, it's not impossible. But at least your daughter's going to make amends? " Lin's mother raised her head abruptly, with a trace of hope in her eyes: "yes, how can we atone for our sins, aunt, please say it!"