The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 1174 The Festival of Thousand Flowers (16)

"Master, don't!" A white light flashed suddenly, and then a slim and beautiful woman appeared beside Huangpu Nuoxi, with an extremely anxious expression on her face.

"Hunying leave me alone." Huang Pu Nuoxi didn't even look at Hunying, she kept playing the pipa with her right hand, and the crystal clear pipa strings fell gently in her hand, and then pulled up tightly.

"No master." Hunying shook her head hastily. Could it be that the scene of thousands of years is going to reappear?

She doesn't want to see it.

"Che'er—" A soft voice sounded, Nangong Qi slowly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were full of interest.

Is the scene of thousands of years going to emerge again?
very nice! !
The sound of the flute sounded melodiously, like beautiful ribbons circle after circle, slowly floating in the air, enclosing one layer after another, and swaying layer after layer, the sound of the flute seemed to make people feel refreshed.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind picked up, and the cold wind blew loudly, making the branches of the giant trees rustle, as if they were about to be uprooted.

The sound of the Gorefiend's flute was too intense, and the sound of the frightening pipa was too ecstasy.

Two different voices resounded between the sky and the earth, the sun was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the earth was pitch black, like the prelude of a violent storm, sweeping layers of black clouds, converging together, layer by layer slowly spread.
"His Royal Highness—" Feng Ye cried out with difficulty, and then slowly closed his eyes, his face pale.
"Maple Leaf—" Seeing Maple Leaf fall to the ground, Xuanyuanxuan's heart was in a mess.

The sound of the flute and the pipa stimulated him one after another, and he felt a suffocation in his chest.It was as if a flame was burning in my heart, but it couldn't come out, making my internal organs uncomfortable, as if being burned by fire.

He spun around in the air, and the whole person was suspended beside Huangpu Nuoxi. He looked up at the sky, and saw that the sun was completely covered by layers of black clouds, and there was no light.The wind howled, and the branches seemed to be pulled up from their roots.After taking a look at Huangpu Nuoxi's expression, there was a hint of worry in his eyes, and he asked softly: "Nuoxi, can you still hold on?"

A blood demon flute and a frightening pipa have made the world like this. It seems that today is a life-and-death struggle.

Huangpu Nuoxi didn't answer Xuanyuanxuan, but just nodded her head, indicating that she could still hold on.The slender jade-like fingers kept twirling the strings. Behind the golden mask, her face was as white as snow, pale as paper, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

She had used ten layers of force, but she didn't expect that the demon king's magic power had increased a lot after a few days. If it continued like this, she was afraid that she would not be able to persist until the end.

"Humph——" Nan Gongqi felt that Huangpu Nuoxi's physical strength was gradually overdrawn, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly, "Huangpu Nuoxi, let me see how long you can last. Do you still want to stage a scene that has been going on for thousands of years?" ? Do you think you still have that strength now? Compared with Nuwa who has been around for thousands of years, Huangpu Nuoxi, you are really terrible. Hahaha!" Nangongqi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed like a hungry The cheetah was howling, as if the long-awaited prey had finally appeared, and he was extremely excited and full of anticipation.

Those four words kept echoing in my ears——Huangpu Nuoxi
Huangpu Nuoxi! !
These few words deeply stimulated Xuanyuan Che's numb expression, and as they kept echoing in his ears, his puppet-like expression gradually began to change.The sound of playing the flute also gradually slowed down, and a gleam of light slowly emerged from the empty eyes.

(End of this chapter)