Charming Fox Sadness

Chapter 125 Fairy and Demon War ([-])

I don't know what Beimo did, but she couldn't receive the news from outside flowers.

Seeing the person sitting alone in the courtyard drinking, Lin Ranzhu felt distressed.

"Too much wine hurts you!" She stared at his back for a long time, and finally stepped forward and took out the wine glass from his hand.

"Is there still no news?" Ling Wushang asked while holding her hand.

"I don't know what Beimo did. I can't hear from the outside world? Are you still worried about Yuexi?"

Seeing the concern in her eyes, Ling Wushang thought that he had just reconciled with her, "Ran Zhu, I'm sorry!"

Lin Ranzhu smiled and said, "There's no need for you to apologize to me, that's your sister, who was brought up by you!"

"Actually, Yuexi can't be regarded as being brought up by me. My mother said before that if Yuexi hadn't helped her, she would have died in the battle against Beimoshi, let alone gave birth to her.

Later, Yuexi turned into a three-year-old child, but in just one month, she has grown into what she is today!

The ancestor of Fuling said that only Yuexi can stop this catastrophe, but she will die because of it.That's why I feigned death and sneaked into the demon clan, trying to change everything, but I still couldn't stop it after all. "

Lin Ranzhu saw that he was always sitting coldly, his eyes were full of confusion, so he stretched out his right hand to pat his back softly and said softly, "Wushang, you have done a lot, don't worry, this time the five realms are united as one!" , will surely defeat Beimo!"
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Suddenly there was an explosion-like sound, and the enchantment that had troubled the fairy world for a long time burst open.

Ling Wushang looked at the flames rising in the southeast, and immediately ran over.

When Ling Wushang arrived, Ziyuan and Xiaomo also arrived.

Looking at the pitch-black sky, there was a raging fire in the lower realm.

"Ziyuan, you and Xiaomo go put out the fire!" Ling Wushang said.

Ziyuan and Xiaomo looked at each other, and Yufeng left in a hurry.
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Ziyuan looked at the raging fire in front of her, and the people in the fire panicked and fled everywhere.

Her complexion darkened, and she flew onto the city wall, pinched the formula with her left hand, and a purple ray of light was born around her, and within a moment, a downpour of rain came along with it.

Xiao Mo stood under the city, looked at the evil spirits around him, and quickly transformed into a banjo.

When those mortals saw the fire in the city, they all went to the gate of the city, and the evil spirits used this to devour them!

Xiao Mo looked at the corpses all over the ground at the gate of the city, no longer hesitated, and quickly swept the strings with both hands.

The onlookers saw that there was a sudden heavy rain from the sky, which extinguished the raging fire.

Seeing the white woman sitting on the ground, the melodious and melodious sound of the banjo came from the flute, and everyone felt as if they were bathed in the warm sun.

Although Xiaomo has a Bingsi banjo to help, these evil spirits are not afraid of her piano sound.

Seeing the evil ghost getting closer and closer to her, she was about to turn into a long face, but saw a flash of green light.

"Is this all you can do?" While speaking, she made a beautiful sword flower in her right hand, and wiped out the two evil spirits surrounding Xiaomo.

The second princess of the ghost world, she has a deep understanding of the knife-mouthed tofu heart in the past few days.

"Thank you" Xiao Mo whispered.

"We have to hurry up, Beimo hasn't appeared yet!" Si said after seeing the evil ghosts around her.

Xiao Mo took a deep breath, she only saw the master used this trick, even though she had the ice silk banjo to help her, she was still not sure, she turned her head to look at Yucca beside her.

Zi Yuan on the city wall, her ruddy face has turned pale.

A melodious voice came, and Yu Lan saw the heavy snow falling from the sky, like falling into an ice cellar.

Seeing the heavy snow, Zi Yuan squeezed a formula with her right hand, quickly dodged behind Xiao Mo, and pulled Yu Lan who was stunned by the way.

Seeing that she was behind Xiaomo, Yulan formed a barrier, covering them as well as the people in the city.

Xiaomo stared at the evil spirit in front of him and said in a cold voice, "You were all persecuted and died wronged in your lifetime, and you have been in Meishan for many years, but you still don't want to let go of the past and enter reincarnation.

Killings happened again for no reason today, so there is no need for you to exist. "Yan Guan hooked the last note with his right hand, and the heavy snow was still falling, layer after layer.

Zi Yuan supported the pale Xiao Mo and said, "Xiao Mo, are you alright?"

Xiaomo nodded and said, "Let's go!"

Xiao Mo turned around and looked again, the faces of the people in the city were full of joy after the catastrophe.

The master said, this song is called Requiem, but whose soul does it repose? ——
Ling Wushang raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the immortals beside him who were more or less wounded.

It never occurred to them that with Bei Mo being so strong, so many of them still couldn't get close to him.

Seeing the group of people in front of him, Bei Mo laughed lowly and said, "You can't take it now, I don't know if you can take it in the future?"

Ling Wushang saw Bei Mo sit down suddenly, and put a banjo in front of him.

The body of the piano is made of fine sandalwood, depending on the color of the body.Should have some ideas.

I saw him hooking or picking his hands, and the melodious piano sound came from between his slender fingers.

Ling Wushang listened to this familiar melody, isn't this the requiem of Fu Ling's ancestor?
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Ziyuan supported Xiaomo as he walked beside Daoling Wushang, listening to the requiem played by the other side, he was also taken aback for a moment.

But it wasn't just the requiem that shocked them.It was the green smoke that floated down with it.

This puff of green smoke seems to be thicker than the one that trapped the fairy world before.

The green smoke drifted away with the wind, and all the immortals felt their feet go limp, and they all knelt down straight.

Zi Yuan was originally supporting Xiao Mo, but now she looks weaker than Xiao Mo.
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When Mo Shi arrived with Li Feng, Mu Xin and Ting Lan, he saw that everyone except Xiao Mo and Ling Wushang was kneeling.

Mo Shi quickly walked to Ling Wushang's side and said, "Wushang, what's going on?"

"Senior, can you help me delay for a while!"

"it is good"
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"Xiaomo, can you still hold on?" Ling Wushang looked at the weak Xiaomo and said in a low voice.

"Elder, can you give me some spiritual power, this puff of green smoke is going to the lower realm, we must stop him." Previously, Bingsi banjo assisted.

She still exhausted her spiritual power, if she was playing a requiem.

She was afraid that she would never see her master again.

Ling Wushang put her right hand on her wrist, and channeled her strong spiritual energy.

"Thank you, elder!" Xiao Mo sat down, called out the ice silk banjo and played it slowly.

For a moment, the immortals only heard two pleasant sounds of the zither, and their numb bodies seemed to be able to move.

Before Moshi got close to Beimo, he was bounced back by a force.

He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't move.

"Bei Mo, why are you bothering? Let it go!" Mo Shi said softly.

"Put it down, you told me to let it go, if it wasn't for saving you so-called immortals and mortals. How could she die? If she is dead, I want you to be buried with her!" After speaking, the speed of plucking the strings with both hands faster!
(End of this chapter)