Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 684
Ghost Crying Baby danced a weird dance on the ground, Shangguan Xiaoyao sat cross-legged and listened to the summer movement, while Yin Zhiyao sat there with her eyes closed and concentrated on playing.

"How is Xiaoyao listening?" Yin Zhiyao opened her eyes, looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao with both hands.

Shangguan Xiaoyao was stunned for a while before he noticed Yin Zhiyao's question, and then he caught sight of Yin Zhiyao's hands and was about to stop playing the zither: "Don't stop, Zhiyao's hands don't stop, if the sound of the piano As soon as it stops, the ghost crying baby will make trouble again."

"But there are only four pieces in this movement of all things. Now the movement of summer has been played, and there are two more pieces that will really be gone." Yin Zhiyao said while strumming the strings in her hands, seamlessly switching to a feeling of bleakness On the chapter of autumn, the air is coming. "It's a bit like raising a child now."

Shangguan Xiaoyao burst out laughing, amused by Yin Zhiyao's helpless words at the end: "Zhiyao, don't panic, wait until I subdue this crying baby."

Pulling out the folding fan at his waist, Shangguan Xiaoyao waved it for a while, and then the fire in the furnace shook and was ignited.

The state of the ghost crying baby who was sleepy and snoozing under the Autumn Movement just now changed instantly. At that time, he jumped up from the ground and faced the fire on the Shangguan Xiaoyao folding fan. The two of them even felt the shivering in his body breath of soul.

"Now, bow down or go beyond this!" The three-foot flame slashed in the air, a ripple hit the ground in front of Guikuwa, and a dark red scratch on the stone slab remained uncooled for a long time.

Guikuwa was frightened and wailed and moved back, as if the scratch was an abyss.

"Ghost Crying Baby, let me ask you, subdue me to live and disappear in the world!" Shangguan Xiaoyao circled Ghost Crying Baby, resisting Ghost Crying Baby's wails and shot three fire patterns again, the scratches carved on the ground completely wiped Ghost Crying Baby Imprisoned in place. "You only have two ways to go!"

Yin Zhiyao saw that Shangguan Xiaoyao was tormented by the wails of the ghost crying baby until his head was covered with veins, and the blood vessels on his forehead were throbbing. She couldn't help but increase her strength in her hands, intending to forcibly suppress the voice of the ghost crying baby.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "Zhiyao, lower your voice gradually, I want to subdue this ghost crying baby completely!" Then he strode towards the ghost crying baby, and the fire in the furnace continued to draw ripples to suppress the ghost crying baby The scope of activities around him is constantly shrinking.

At this point, the zither sound in Yin Zhiyao's hand completely lost control over Ghost Crying Baby, and the other party directly wailed at the top of his throat. The horrific voice made Shangguan Xiaoyao cover his ears with his hands in agony.

"Xiaoyao!" Yin Zhiyao asked urgently as the wild guzheng in her hand temporarily suppressed Guikuiwa.

"It's okay, this ghost crying baby has nowhere to escape!" Shangguan Xiaoyao, who has adapted a little, directly pointed the three-foot fire sword at ghost crying baby, and asked with a stern expression. "Surrender or die!"

Ghost Crying Baby sat on the ground tremblingly on his back, and let out another ghostly cry and howl that made his soul tremble. This time Shangguan Xiaoyao resisted the tremor from his soul, holding the folding fan with both hands and pushing towards Ghost Crying Baby little by little.

"Surrender to me, or let you die!"

Finally, the fire in the furnace stopped just before the leaves on Guikuwawa's head were ignited, because those horrible sounds had disappeared, only the rustling sound of grass leaves when Guikuwawa kowtowed.

At this time, the winter movement of jingling bells sounded, and Ghost Crying Baby slowly curled up, swaying there and making baby-like whimpering sounds.

"Looks like it's over." The moment the wailing sound disappeared, Shangguan Xiaoyao knew that he had successfully subdued this guy, and sat down on the ground.

The folding fan finally played its original role, and the sweaty Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a bit of comfort by fanning the wind non-stop.

"Guikuwa, it is said that after being subdued, it is a creature that can provide for the soul." After recovering, Shangguan Xiaoyao held the dormant Guikuwa in his hands, and after the soul connection was automatically established, Shangguan Xiaoyao could only feel a burst of comfort from the depths of his soul , that is the soul enshrined by Guikucao is slowly increasing its realm. "That's how I surrendered, hahaha."

After looking at it for a while, Shangguan Xiaoyao frowned again, turned to Yin Zhiyao and asked, "You should wake up after the Winter Movement is over, why is Guikuba still curled up in a ball?"

"Let me try to play another piece of Spring Movement." After speaking, a short section of lively music came from the deserted zither, and Shangguan Xiaoyao immediately noticed the movement of the crying baby in his hand.

"Wow!" With a tender roar of a child, Ghost Crying Baby stretched his torso and stood in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands in a big shape.

"It seems that this guy's state is manipulated by the music, which is a bit unexpected." Shangguan Xiaoyao said with a happy face as he continued to play with the Ghost Crying Baby in his hand. "It will be easy to meet this guy's companion in the future, let's start with a period of four seasons and go dormant!"

"Do you think that anyone can play the Four Seasons movement? This is only for those with strong souls to use their true emotions to play it with a good instrument." Yin Zhiyao pouted and explained to Shangguan Xiaoyao. Put away the barren zither.

"A person with a strong soul? Lend me the Huang Guzheng." Shangguan Xiaoyao heard the words, put Guikuwa on his shoulder, and took the Huang Guzheng from Yin Zhiyao's hand. "I don't know if I can try it with my emotions."

Just as Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand touched the strings of the desolate guzheng, a hundred flowers bloomed in this small courtyard, birds were contending, and a scene of spring had emerged.

"This vision...Congratulations to Goddess for making another breakthrough in her skills!" Xue Shiqing finally entered the yard after a while, staring at the changing visions in the yard, thinking that Yin Zhiyao's skills had improved to a higher level up.

"It's not me, it's Young Master Xiaoyao." Yin Zhiyao was also in a daze, and it took him a long time to recover and point to Shangguan Xiaoyao and said.

The desolate guzheng is constantly being plucked in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands, and the vision is also rising, constantly evolving the state of revival of all things in spring, and the player——Shangguan Xiaoyao, has completely become a piano fanatic. He didn't notice the changes around him.

"Huh?" Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up from his state of concentration, and found that the originally bare courtyard was full of lush scenery, the bluestone slabs on the ground were pierced by wild grass as thick as hair, and the courtyard wall was covered with wild vines and umbrellas. The big tree was destroyed, and Shangguan Xiaoyao could even see the fruits being borne in the book. "What happened here?"

"...The movement of spring, the ninth stage, all things come to life." Yin Zhiyao sat on a vine that fell from a tree and was swinging, explaining to Shangguan Xiaoyao. "Starting from this stage, all visions are no longer illusions, and all songs and fairy sounds will truly affect everything around you."

Shangguan Xiaoyao frowned and looked at the desolate guzheng in his hand. He sensed a hint of Spring and Autumn time in the playing just now, so he immersed himself in it and tried to catch the clue of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong. As a result, the melody had just begun, and the music had already begun. It's over.

"Young Master Xiaoyao, have you really not learned anything from Tianyin Shengzun? How could this be..."

"Zhiyao, next song." Shangguan Xiaoyao put his fingers on the zither strings again, before Yin Zhiyao could finish speaking, he interrupted her inquiry, and was about to continue playing the summer movement. "Come on, I feel something waiting for me in this piece!"

Yin Zhiyao, who was interrupted by Shangguan Xiaoyao's rudeness, was just about to feel a little emotional, but when she looked up, she found that Shangguan Xiaoyao's face became extremely serious, and then she became serious again, took out her spare guzheng and sat in the air opposite Shangguan Xiaoyao: "Young Master Xiaoyao Since she insists on searching, Zhiyao should accompany her."

The aura of the goddess also emerged with Yin Zhiyao's solemn eyes, and her eyes glanced at Xue Shiqing who was sluggish at the gate of the courtyard, and she opened her mouth quite majesticly: "Master Xue, I have entrusted the protection of the Dharma."

Before Xue Shiqing agreed, he swept the strings and played the prelude to the movement of summer.

Facing the two gifted youths who have become powerful, Xue Shiqing, whose mentality has completely entered a state of numbness, can only obediently stand beside the two sitting cross-legged, watching them engrossed in playing.

"Is this the real vertical and horizontal talent..." Xue Shiqing's gaze boldly wandered between Shangguan Xiaoyao and Yin Zhiyao, and the sound of the piano was heard by the two of them one behind the other. "Who is the better of the two?"

Xue Shiqing simply sat down with his legs crossed, listening to the two-piece ensemble, which was like the ancient great master teaching the Fa, and could not help but immerse himself physically and mentally.

"As expected of Shangguan Xiaoyao, the sound of the piano was a little hesitant and jerky at the beginning, but after a while, it has completely recovered from my hands." Although Yin Zhiyao's body and mind were completely devoted to the movement of summer, her consciousness still remained Looking sober, he couldn't help secretly amazed at Shangguan Xiaoyao's ability. "The Summer Movement is the longest piece in the entire Four Seasons movement, and it is also the most difficult. I didn't expect Xiaoyao to follow it so easily."

The timbre of the guzheng under Yin Zhiyao's fingers changed sharply, from the lush forest to a roaring river in an instant.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao's zither sound has already changed the past one step ahead, and the summer movement of the growth of all things has added a trace of the chilling air of natural selection in the laws of nature.

"What kind of breath is this? The blade is sharp, with a smell of blood. Is this the Four Seasons Movement?" As Shangguan Xiaoyao stepped forward to play it, Yin Zhiyao suddenly played the Four Seasons in her hand for an unknown number of years. The movement has a sense of strangeness. "No, it's because my sheet music is incomplete. The Holy One didn't teach me all the music of the Four Seasons movement!"

Sensing something, Yin Zhiyao's playing in her hand became more and more sluggish, and she already felt unsustainable, Xue Shiqing had already noticed the traces of rupture.

"Master Goddess, calm your mind!" Xue Shiqing listened to Yin Zhiyao's music, and there was already a trace of black air emerging, and immediately took out his hoe and swung it at the guzheng that Yin Zhiyao was holding on his knee.

(End of this chapter)