Chapter 1200

If at the beginning, Jun Yu, Zhaocai and others are still talking and arguing to express their views.

At the moment, everyone kept quiet, leaving only two voices hovering and pestering.

Qin Mo's heart sank a little bit.

He didn't know how Feng Xingying did it, but he knew that it would cost a lot to do so.

What others see is the brilliance of Feng Xingying, what they hear is the powerful appeal of her tune, and they are infected by her pride.

And Qin Mo's heart is holding the pain, what he feels is incomparable heartache, his villain, is struggling? She's really going home together.

With a smile of satire on her face, ye Lanyu raises her tone again. The most important thing is that her spiritual power is completely infused into it. With her words of spiritual power, she can kill people invisibly!

Even if the opponent is the same as the congenital realm of the spirit emperor, spirit saint, will be killed by the spirit of the Qin sound, a little day after tomorrow realm of youth, he lost!

Feng Xingying has been difficult to maintain an elegant sitting posture. Her whole body is lying on the side of the piano. Her action is difficult, but she firmly waves the strings.

Every movement of her will dye a piece of blood on the string.

"Stop! I admit defeat for Xiaoying. Stop it Qin Mo's voice choked.

However, his surrender is not recognized by the system, and ye Lanyu and Feng Xingying are not ready to stop.

"Xiao Ying, stop it and stop it. Is it worth a piano test? "

However, no one answered him, only Qin Mo's own voice echoed. Feng Xingying was completely indifferent. Continue to play without moving forward.

Her ten fingers are bleeding, and they also dye the clear strings with scarlet blood, which makes her more enchanting and pathetic.

"It's over." Ye Lanyu's last Qin sound is domineering.

Her last syllable also uses 100% of her spiritual power. With the strength of Feng Xingying, there is no way to stop it. I'm afraid I'll faint on the spot, and I can't continue the next game.

Although Ye Lanyu has the advantage of spiritual power, spiritual power is also one of the basic qualities of an individual. It used to be a very important indicator, but now the morbid shenhuang domain is as strong as a dog, and the spiritual reverence is reduced to the situation that no one cares about it today.

Different from ye Lanyu, the hearts of all the audience are still immersed in fierce confrontation. They are still looking forward to Feng Xingying, and they are also looking forward to the handsome young man in front of them to write a perfect ending.

It's hard, though.

Feng Xingying's fingers have been unable to move, and it's all blood. I'm afraid it's hard for her to move the strings.

Is that really it? Is it over?

What a pity.

Qin Mo can't control himself. He rushes to the platform and wants to hold Feng Xingying up.

However, the second inning is not over, and the Afterword of Ye Lanyu is still echoing. If Feng Xingying does not admit defeat, the shielding will not be revoked.

"Little shadow." He could only shout her name over and over again. He didn't care about the strange eyes around him. In his eyes, there was only the bloody little man on the stage.

Feng Xingying seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Qin Mo, squeezing out a bright smile.

As soon as she smiles, the corners of her eyes and lips are covered with blood. Even her ears and nose begin to bleed.

She was hurt, very seriously, but she didn't want to give up.

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