The white God sat on the cloud and suddenly came to the snow road.
The magic soldier naturally tries to stop him from approaching. However, this man is too powerful. Those who are close to him are shaken out by the sound of zither before he can make another move. They turn into flying ash directly in the air
"Devil ancestor? Why don't you show up and fight with us? " The man in white opens his mouth, his voice is like Kunlun cold jade, tinkling in the wind.
Snow dress Mo facial expression is white, she does not open mouth, still urge the Qin string, play the sound of kill to block his approach.
Her faint blue sound waves hit him. Before they hit him, they were bounced away by the border around him. However, he moved faster and faster to this side. It seems that he wanted to break her sedan chair and see the true face of Mazu
No one in the world has seen the true face of the demon ancestor, even the snow clothes road.
She watched as the man in white got closer and closer --
he was about to see her!
Does he still recognize her?
Do you know the little fox who used to like his flute but was almost eaten by him?
Her eyes are amazing!
Although I know that as long as he gets close to here and breaks the sedan chair, her death will come, but she is still secretly looking forward to
"Zheng!" A string of xuanbo Qin is broken!
She was defeated by the other side's piano sound, and her body swayed for a while. The blood line flowed from the corner of her lips --
and xueyilan suddenly rushed to her side, risking being hurt by her piano sound, and snatched the xuanbo Qin from her knee.
Xueyimo obviously didn't expect that xueyilan, who has always been trusted, would start to her. She was absorbed again, and even took xueyilan's way. He not only robbed the piano, but also sealed the cave path!
"Mo Mo, take care!" He said only four words, and suddenly he broke the car roof with one hand, like a flash of fire running out
Snow clothes suddenly opened his eyes, she wanted to get up, but was the point of the cave for a while.
Seeing snow Yi Lan jump away from her side, pretending to be her to meet the God in white
She heard a smile from Xueyi LAN: "I didn't expect that there are also masters of melody in the celestial world. I'll come to learn from you..."
He's not his opponent!
She has half of the power of the devil's ancestor, but she has no way to live for the white God. What's more, she has only practiced the music of xueyilan for decades?
Xueyimo is frightened and angry. She opens her mouth and wants to shout, but she can't
He will die! He'll die with that man!
Xueyilan! Languish! You can't die! You must not die
Snow clothes Mo body began to shake, she desperately hit the cave.
"Silly child." A voice floated from her ear. Snow clothes Mo a stiff, Mou son desperately disorderly turn: "devil ancestor!"
She hasn't made any other moves. Suddenly there is a gust of wind in the flat land. The sedan chair she is sitting in spirals out of the sky and falls into a sudden whirlpool in the air
Ning Xuemo finally found that everything he saw seemed to be from the perspective of this snow clothes Mo, because when the sedan chair was involved in the whirlpool, there was also a whirlwind in front of her eyes --
after the whirlwind, when she settled down again, she found that the scene had changed.
Dark forest, dark sky, seven color miasma fog floating, dark hall.
It's a common scene in the dream of Ning Xuemo.
She saw that the girl in red blew into a magnificent hall like a wind. There was no one else in the hall, only a man lying on the brocade couch in the middle of the hall. Beside him was a harp with seven strings broken.