The princess takes three slow beats: Qin Jie

Chapter 262 The Island Owner Is Very Poor ([-])

The island owner is very poor ([-])

But Ji Yu didn't give them a chance to speak at all, "No need to say much, it's settled like this, and prepare a small boat for us tomorrow morning..."

Soon, after their discussion was over, everyone did not leave. Linglong had been playing the piano next to Yuyin, but when she saw everyone, she stopped, her tone changed naturally, and she began to exert her vocal attack.

After being attacked by Yuyin with the piano, he actually realized something. Yuyin would occasionally give him some pointers, which gave him a great understanding of the sound attack.

It's just that since he got to Dongsha Island, his chances of doing it have been reduced a lot.It was rare that these masters were here today, and he naturally wanted to try his achievements.

Naturally, he chose Zhong Da as the target of the experiment.

When his piano sound skipped over Yuyin and hit Zhong Da directly, Yuyin suddenly withdrew his attention from Ji Yu, raised his eyebrows slightly, even raised his body slightly, and looked at Zhong Da.

Linglong's vocal attack is very simple, when he attacks one person, others may not feel it at all, and his internal strength is limited, so he can only attack one person at a time.

Therefore, Yuyin's sudden attention to Zhong Da caused everyone by surprise.

Ji Yu got up slowly, came to Yuyin's side, and asked curiously, "Ma'am?"

Yuyin lightly raised her fingers, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Ji Yu didn't know what good show to watch, but Yuyin's gaze told him that it must be related to Zhong Da.So, just like her, he looked at Zhong Da casually and waited slowly.

"Om..." Qin Yin jumped sharply, Yu Yin squinted his eyes sharply, and saw Zhong Da holding his head fiercely, his expression was in a daze for a moment, as if he didn't know what happened at all, and went down In a second, he fell directly on the stone table and passed out.

And just at this moment, Linglong suddenly stopped the sound of the piano, pressing the strings with her hands, blood was dripping between his fingers, and the entire finger pulp had already ruptured.

But there was neither pain nor sadness on his face, only ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)