Chapter 393

Han Zhen shrugs his shoulders. Since the other party doesn't believe him, he won't force Zhang yingzhe to use his own qinglingdan.

After all, in Han Zhen's view, people should bear the consequences for what they have done!

Cause and effect!

At this time, all the lights are on in the whole reception.

And the light up, also means that Qiu Qianyu's playing is coming to an end.

However, qiuqianyu didn't end. Just now, his plaintive and graceful style changed. From the ancient Liuqin, he suddenly made a sonorous and powerful sound.

Dong Dong!

That tone together, immediately let countless people a tight heart, the whole body cold hair inverted vertical.

Even the people who had just surrounded Qiu Qianyu also stepped back and were afraid.

"Well..." Han Zhen was slightly stunned. He turned his head and looked at Qiu Qianyu, who was playing piano music with all his might.

At the moment, Han Zhen's surroundings have been surrounded by innumerable piano sounds, and the sound wave full of satisfaction and chilling shock his mind.

"It's for me this time!" Han Zhen thinks it's funny.

Qiuqianyu, who has never looked back, has been emitting dense white fog above his head.

She has made the most of her work, the magic of heaven.

What Han Zhen guessed is right. Now Qiu Qianyu is really rushing to Han Zhen.

The last time we met in Yanlu County, Qiu Qianyu lost her dream of the red haze pill. This matter makes Qiu Qianyu extremely mad, because the inner elixir of chiyanxia can further her cultivation.

As a result, this dream was crushed by Han Zhen!

"Tianmo Meigong" didn't work for Han Zhen at that time. Now with the help of guqin, Qiu Qianyu wants to try again.

The sonorous and sharp sound of the zither with metal percussion pierced Han Zhen's eardrum and made him feel.

Han Zhen's body shakes with the rise and fall of the piano, and his face also shows a smile!

Other people all know that there is a frightening force in the music. When they see that Han Zhen is like this, they immediately understand that Han Zhen has been attracted by the music.

"The music is really magical, but I don't know who the player is?" Some people are very surprised.

"I'm afraid the level of Guqin performance is already the level of a master!" Some people praise it.

"I'm afraid this man can't resist the magic sound of the piano!"

People just feel the horror of qiuqianyu Qinyin. Now in the face of Han Zhen's situation, they naturally understand what may happen later. All of a sudden, they all smile.

The music is high pitched and sharp. It's all over the sky and it's coming to Han Zhen.

Han Zhen is still shaking with the change of the piano sound, and has completely wandered in the fierce and beautiful music.

The more urgent the music is!

Qiu Qianyu's playing is more violent, and his playing is more enjoyable.

Han Zhen's body is shaking. For a long time, he hasn't heard the piano sound with a little charm. For a time, Han Zhen was a little nostalgic for his life.

The sound of the piano became more and more sharp, and the thick glass around the reception had already made a buzzing vibration sound. The sound of that click, it seems that the next moment will completely collapse.

Han Zhen still no harm, he slightly closed his eyes, slowly taste.

The piano sound is fierce, a little more hoarse contention!

Han Zhen opened his eyes, "broken!"

Bang!

The Guqin made of willow exploded out of thin air!

When the string broke, the graceful figure was shocked and snorted, and the breath suddenly decayed.