Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 983 You Like Her (V)

how come?
Lan Ling's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she suddenly thought... It seemed that Xuan Huang had never heard anything about his family.In the Holy Land, his identity is the head of the Xuanmen sect, and there seems to be no "Xuan" clan, and who was responsible for the poison of "Xuan Zan" back then?He never said it either.

Lan Ling suddenly discovered that there were so many secrets about Xuan Huang, and she never asked even if he didn't tell them.

Ever since she came to the holy land, she has been busy with cultivation, with different fires, with Xuanyuanhao, but she has never been busy with the man in front of her who cares about her.

He has always been silently giving...

Seeing that Xuan Huang was in more and more pain, Lan Ling didn't know what to do?
"Brother Xuan, don't think about it, as long as you stop, you won't feel uncomfortable or painful." Once, when she had a splitting headache, someone seemed to have said these words to her in her ear, indeed, If you don't think about it, you won't suffer, but...how difficult is it to stop?
Xuan Huang's forehead had bulging veins, which gradually extended to the left side of his handsome face, and the bulging veins seemed to burst out of the skin.

Lan Ling turned pale with shock, this is... this is... the poison map of the mysterious burial?Wasn't it solved in Jiuyou Continent?How...how could it appear again?

The girl in Xuan Huang's mind was spinning under the pear tree all the time, her eyes were curved, she had a beautiful smile, and she made a pleasant voice like a silver bell...

"Brother...Brother...Brother..."

The girl was suddenly twirled in his arms, and the voice of the silver bell kept calling her brother, the voice was very cheerful, as if he was her everything.

Suddenly, the world changed drastically, the pear blossom tree ignited and turned into a sea of ​​flames, the girl's face was full of horror, she pushed him away forcefully, and shouted for him to go, how could he leave her behind and leave alone?

Xuan Huang wanted to grab the girl's hand and save her from the flames, even if he exchanged his own life for hers, he was willing.
But... Xuan Huang didn't grab the girl's hand, and was wrapped around his waist by a white silk. With a wave of the girl's hand, he was taken away from the sea of ​​flames by the white silk. In just this instant, the burning pear tree rushed towards the girl frantically. , and buried her in the sea of ​​flames.

"Ling'er..." Xuan Huang cried out in pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were burning with flames.

Lan Ling was sprayed with blood on the face by Xuan Huang, and a few drops splashed into her eyes, she didn't wipe it, but looked at Xuan Huang more worriedly.

"Xuan Huang, wake up, I'm here, I'm here, stop and take a look at me."

No matter how Lan Ling shook Xuan Huang's arm, no matter how she yelled at him, it was useless. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, as if she had thought of something?
Lanling let go of Xuanhuang's wrist, brushed the Qiankun ring with her fingers, and said anxiously: "Ye Shang, do you know where Xuanhuang's Nian Jiaoqin is?"

When he was in Jiuyou Continent, he carried Nianjiao on his back almost every day, and when he came to the Holy Land, she had never seen him take out Nianjiao.

Nightmare quickly gave the answer: "Nianjiao is in the sleeve of the sect master."

what?
Can the sleeves put down such a big Nianjiao?
Lan Ling didn't have time to think about it, she sealed the connection between the Qiankun Ring and the outside world, and put her little hands into Xuan Huang's cuffs.

Sure enough, she found a piano in his left cuff, it was very small...

Lan Ling was overjoyed, when she took it out, she saw that it was Nian Jiao played by Xuan Huang in Jiuyou Continent, before she could be happy, Xuan Huang grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Don't... touch my... Nianjiao."

"Brother Xuan, are you awake?"

Lan Ling looked at Xuan Huang with some excitement, but after a while, a severe pain came from her wrist, and blood overflowed from Xuan Huang's mouth again.

"Nianjiao...give it back to me."

His voice was like a night Rakshasa in hell, with all the usual warmth lost.

Lan Ling had no choice but to slap Xuan Huang, but he still didn't let go of her wrist, as if he was going to break her wrist and snatch Nian Jiao from her hand.

At this time, a flash of light flashed across the night, attacking Xuan Huang's unaware back.

Lan Ling could see clearly, she was horrified, and said loudly, "Tong, don't hurt him."

The moment the fire light hit Xuanhuang's back, it disappeared and was replaced by a powerful burst of profound energy.

Xuan Huang received a palm on the back of his shoulder, and the great pain forced him to let go of Lan Ling's wrist.

"Go play the piano and suppress his demons."

Lan Ling looked at "Tong" who was fighting with Xuan Huang, and frowned: "Be gentle with your attack, and you will hurt Xuan Huang again."

Feng Qingyang glanced at Lan Ling, then nodded slightly.

Lan Ling soon landed on a boulder not far away, but this piano...is so small.

"Try injecting profound energy." Feng Qingyang said while blocking Xuan Huang who wanted to snatch Nianjiao.

Lan Ling believed in "Tong" inexplicably in her heart, without even the slightest doubt, her fingers condensed the profound energy and poured it into Nianjiao.

"Don't inject profound energy, you will destroy Nianjiao." Xuan Huang roared, the flames in his eyes became even more intense, Nianjiao has a special meaning to him, if he injects other people's profound energy, he will explode himself: "If Nianjiao is destroyed, I will kill you."

Lan Ling's fingers trembled when she heard this, it was too late when she wanted to withdraw her profound energy, Nianjiao... inhaled her profound energy.

The amazing thing is... when Lan Ling's profound energy was poured into Nianjiao, not only was it not destroyed, but it also gradually grew bigger until it reached the size of a normal piano.

Lan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, sighed, brother Xuan would be deceiving.

Lan Ling put her ten fingers in a good posture and put them on Nianjiao. She recalled the piece that Xuan Huang had played in her mind, and she was a little worried that she would not play well. In modern times, she has always played the piano. Guqin, she only knows how to play it.

No matter so much, she wants to save Xuanhuang from the demons.

The moment Lan Ling plucked the strings with her fingers, a familiar feeling suddenly passed through her fingertips and slipped into her heart. Lan Ling was slightly surprised, how could there be such a feeling?

With the feeling, Lan Ling found that her fingers were as flexible as flowing water on the strings, and the melody she played was no worse than what Xuan Huang played at the beginning. Could it be that she has the talent to play the guqin?

At this time, Xuan Huang heard the sound of the piano, stopped, and did not continue to fight Feng Qingyang, nor did he go to snatch Nianjiao.

He stood there, looking at Lan Ling in a daze, his pupils gradually widened, as if he had drifted into the distance.

Lan Ling saw that Nianjiao's piano sound was effective for Xuan Huang, she was very happy in her heart, she plucked the strings nimbly with her fingers, the melody seemed to have been deeply buried in her mind long ago, and she could play it naturally without thinking about it come out.

What is the sound of nature?It's nothing more than that, making people feel as if they are on the scene and feel the illusion created by the sound of the piano.

Feng Qingyang is a master of guqin, he looked at Lan Ling in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that the sound of the piano came from her hand?Gradually, with the plucking of the strings, another wonderful world appeared in Feng Qingyang's heart, and he slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)