Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1961 One person can overthrow a group

Strong man!
One person can overwhelm a group!

Compared with Yu's nine-turn magic formula, Ye Luo thought that her machine gun and Zi Yan mad gas bomb fat pig were insignificant.He is the absolute main force.

"Hey, look what you've done."

A sigh echoed in this space.Male and female are indistinguishable, and the tone is very helpless.

It just so happened that Si Yutian had completely performed the nine-turn magic formula, like a demon god, holding Shen Yuan's broken sword, standing in mid-air, stepping on the dark magic energy, and the robe was automatic without wind, as fierce as a song.

And the corpses of thousands of ghost mothers fell to the ground in dilapidated condition.

This is the real humanoid killing machine!
"Wumengsheng, come out."

Si Yutian's voice was cold, as if he came from the devil's abyss of hell, and his pair of phoenix eyes were extremely dark, shining with a chilling dark magic light.

"Ha ha."

A chuckle, like a dream, "Come out? What come out? I've been here all along."

Si Yutian's black pupils shrank fiercely, he looked around, but did not find that Wu Mengsheng, the enemy's general, did not show up: "Don't pretend to be a ghost."

"No."

Wu Mengsheng's voice was quite brisk, with a hint of a smile, "Si Yutian, I really didn't expect you to grow so fast. If he knows, he will be very pleasantly surprised."

Si Yutian's eyelids twitched: "Him?"

"Yes." Wu Mengsheng gave an ambiguous answer, "He."

Si Yutian's head exploded, and he asked, "You mean brother?"

No dream is born but laughs without saying a word, the laughter is like a clear spring, like the sound of a piano, still indistinguishable between male and female, with a trace of inherent hoarseness.

"It's the remnants of Ghost Moon Sect that you created so many ghostly ghost mothers." Si Yutian questioned coldly.

He wanted to make sure.

If it is said that Wumengsheng is the remnant of Ghost Moon Sect, but he also serves his elder brother.So, brother, what is it?
Thinking hard.

"Don't say that."

In Wu Mengsheng's voice, there was a hint of ridicule, "It's so heart-breaking. How about, because you are the younger brother he cares about the most, I'll play a song for you How are you?"

Si Yutian frowned.

The enemy's main general does not show up, and the other party's casual attitude is really extremely annoying.

"No need to play it."

"Young man, don't be so impetuous. Why don't I play a piece of meditation music for you."

Wu Mengsheng didn't pay attention to Si Yutian, but played the piano music on his own.

The sound of the zither, very light and agile, even materialized, floated out of the midair, showing the shape of a light blue musical note, extremely dreamy and beautiful.

A strange look flashed across Si Yutian's phoenix eyes, and he wondered in his heart: Can the sound of the piano be substantiated?Is this the result of Le Dao's cultivation reaching a certain level?
But I have to say that Wu Mengsheng's ability to play music is very good.

This piece of meditation music really has the function of soothing people's restlessness.Even your blood can be soothed.

The song is over.

"How?" Wu Mengsheng asked with a sense of elegance, "This is one of his favorite songs. You know that Shura Forest is really boring."

Si Yutian raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Wu Mengsheng would talk about his brother so openly with him.

(End of this chapter)