Chapter 1691

Lin Yunxi looked at the guilt in his eyes and smiled gently and gently: "chen'er, it doesn't matter. You've tried your best. Don't blame yourself. He'll find it by himself. At least he won't give up his determination to get back his body until his mother recovers her memory."

"Mom, we must find him as soon as possible. He is cold, modest and very cunning." Lin Zichen clenched his fists and filled his heart with anger.

His speed can't catch up with his indifference and humility.

In the twinkling of an eye, indifference and modesty disappeared.

"Chen'er, some things are destined to wait." Lin Yunxi gently rubbed his head and spoiled his every move.

As soon as Lin Zichen heard this, he raised his eyes, looked at his mother seriously with clear big eyes, and said, "mother, you have never been a person who obeys fate."

"Ha ha..." Lin Yunxi smiled helplessly: "chen'er, it's hard to find a foot in your life!" sometimes, you have to believe in life.

If we can get rid of the worldly annoyance, people will not feel bitter and tired, and their mind will be peaceful.

But she can't!

Lin Zichen didn't speak. Maybe her mother has experienced too much.

Suddenly, an elegant and familiar flute came from behind.

Lin Zichen's eyes suddenly sank and said, "Mom, it's Yi'er's cloud soul magic sound Xiao."

Lin Yunxi also heard it. Her face sank. In the demon Kingdom, did she see someone moving?

"Go, chen'er, let's go and have a look." Lin Yunxi said, picked him up and flew in the direction of the sound of the flute.

From a distance, I saw Lin Ziyi and uncle Wuhuan being besieged by a group of people in black.

Lin Ziyi looked at Wuhuan, stopped playing the flute and said, "Uncle Wuhuan, how do I feel that these people are coming for you."

Wuhuan holds a sword in his hand, and they look around back-to-back.

The man in black quickly surrounded them.

Wu Huan sneered: "Yi'er, I also think they are coming for me, but who wants to kill me?"

Lin Ziyi said with a smile, "Uncle Wuhuan, you may have a bad character. Look, you were chased and killed not long after you came to the demon kingdom."

"Yes, but I don't remember who I offended?" Wu Huan still smiled.

The only person who offends is the uncle I just saw today.

But he couldn't figure it out. Would it really be his uncle?

Lin Ziyi smiled cunningly and asked, "otherwise, we'll catch someone and ask. Torture and all kinds of poison can always force the truth."

"OK! Yi'er, just listen to you. Leave a living mouth and torture. You can always ask for results." Wu laughed.

"OK, uncle Wuhuan, you seal your hearing first, and I can solve them soon. If you go back too late, my mother will be worried." Lin Ziyi said, and Yunpeng magic sound Xiao put it to his mouth.

Wu Huan quickly seals his hearing.

Lin Ziyi's delicate fingers moved slowly, and the gentle melody sounded slowly.

After studying the rhythm of Yu soul for several days, he has been very familiar with it.

Now the playing is smooth and pleasant.

Those who want to attack feel their strength gradually pulling away in an instant.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

A dull feeling surged in my heart.

Lin Yunxi and Lin Zichen were in the air. They both felt very uncomfortable in their chest.

Lin Zichen thought of the pain last time, and his heart was palpitating.

He said quickly, "Mom, seal your hearing quickly. It will be more and more uncomfortable."

Without hesitation, Lin Yunxi quickly set up a barrier around her and her son to isolate the sound outside.

Looking at Yi'er, his eyes are particularly bright. This boy can really give full play to the cloud soul magic sound Xiao.

The people in black who besieged them were all experts from level 6 to level 8.

Now, under his sound skill, he suddenly becomes a mole ant.

Lin Yunxi said with a smile, "chen'er, your brother is getting stronger and stronger."

"Hmm!" Lin Zichen nodded happily.

He raised his eyes, looked at his mother and said, "my mother, Yi'er is more and more powerful. We can rest assured that he often goes out, and we can rest assured."

"Also! Chen'er is also very powerful." Lin Yunxi smiled happily and lost her memory. She still had three children around her, and she was very down-to-earth.

Uncle Quan, hiding in the dark, was surprised to see the people in black die one by one under the soft sound skill!

Listen to the gentle rhythm like water, but its killing power is invincible. It's rare that such a young child can be alone.

The goddess is indeed the happiest in her life.

However, the master's blood is only useful. What should he do?

No, you can't take the young master's blood back. It's strange that the general died that year.

"Ah..."

A scream, people in black fell to the ground and died instantly. Their eyes and noses were full of blood. They stared at each other in peace.

"Wow!" Wu Huan was surprised at what he saw.

"Yi'er, you are so powerful. When has your sound skill reached such a peak?" Wu Huan was pleasantly surprised.

Unfortunately, he can't hear what rhythm it is?

Lin Ziyi glanced at him with pride and pride in his eyes.

All these are the credit of Shifu and his elders.

It was precisely because master gave him the music score of jade soul that he didn't need to use spiritual power when playing. For him, it was definitely the best music score in the world.

Moreover, the sound blade of the jade soul is not green as he knows, but colorless, affecting a wide range.

Make the enemy defenseless.

Every time he played the previous music, his spiritual power would consume more than half, making him tired and waking up when he fell asleep at night.

Now the music score can be easily controlled at will.

Watching the people in black fall one by one, he was shocked and more powerful than before.

He can understand the mood of rhythm, but he doesn't know its meaning. If he knows the meaning, the power is invincible and will be invincible one day.

Lin Ziyi was very excited when he thought at the bottom of his heart.

Leaving only the last man in black, Lin Ziyi stopped playing the flute in an instant.

Wu Huan looked and opened his seal. With a gloomy face, he quickly walked towards the man in black and picked up the weak man on the ground like carrying something.

"Bang!" he threw the man on the ground. The already dizzy man felt extremely uncomfortable in an instant. His viscera seemed to be squeezed out. He lay powerless on the ground.

Wu Huan frowned, glanced at Lin Ziyi and said, "Yi'er, he is a man from the demon domain, not from the ancient god domain. Will these people come to kill you?"

"Did you kill me?" Lin Ziyi quickly shook his head. "It shouldn't be, uncle Wuhuan. I haven't offended anyone lately?"

"It's strange. If my uncle's people want to kill me, they are also people from the ancient god domain?" Wuhuan also looked at a loss.