It's a Red-faced Disaster, and I'm Also Very Disappointed.

"Can't let her sing, I don't want to hear it!"

"I want to hear it... No! I don't want to, don't hear it, don't make me remember..."

At this time.

There were many Chichan's voices resounding in Shengsheng's heart, but what was different from usual was that these voices were unusually small and somewhat chaotic, as if they were two sentences at the same time.

In addition, it is not the intentionally flat and indifferent voice in the past, but is somewhat similar to Sheng Sheng's own voice, the clear and clear voice that is as sweet as a warbler.

"Chichan, are you alright?"

"what!"

After Sheng Sheng finished asking, it took a long time for the other party to react.

"I'm... all right."

Chi Chan's ability to adjust is still extremely strong, and with just one word, he has returned to his previous appearance.

But I don't know whether the other party is the relationship between Qi Ling and herself as the master. There is still a sense of sadness and sadness in the depths of her heart.

So the other party said it was fine at the moment, and it should be pretending.

As for why Chichan feels sad when she hears her singing, Shengsheng is also at a loss, but what she cares more about is whether there is no need to pay back the one thousand dollars today?

Ok.

Shengsheng felt that if she asked, she would be beaten to death by Chichan.

So I wisely chose to keep my mouth shut...

At this moment, Boss Cicada was not in the mood to collect debts anymore, the two of them remained silent at the same time, and Sheng Sheng also put all his attention outside.

Chapter 70 The Strings of the Violin Demon

"Cousin! Come and see this corpse."

Just as Sheng Sheng came back to his senses, Ming Tan who was not far away suddenly greeted her.

The girl looked up, and saw the other party squatting halfway in front of a corpse wrapped in black cloth that looked indistinguishable from other ashes, looking closely...

"What's the matter, cousin, is there anything strange about this possession?"

"He is not dead, it seems that he still has internal energy."

These words startled Sheng Sheng slightly.

How strong is the power of Binghua Bloom, but she is very clear in her heart.Even Xia Feng, the girl who washes the yarn with the cultivation base of Qu Fancheng Dan, could not escape death, and she was killed immediately on the spot.

Not to mention Ashes who was weaker than her.

Even though she was seriously injured and physically exhausted, her combat strength was well preserved, and her cultivation was the second Fanxi guest among this group of people... With her cultivation of dispelling everything and building a foundation, she also died suddenly.

Chi Chan had already scanned the other ashes.

Nothing is stronger than these two...

Say something.

Chichan's judgment has never been wrong, at least so far.

Although this instrument spirit is not very well-behaved, it is always inexplicably emotional, such as singing a song to her just now to get closer to each other, but it ends up crying and fussing... It's hard to let go.

For all the above, Shengsheng has long complained in his heart.

Only in terms of information and intelligence, Shengsheng trusted the other party [-]%.

——how do you say it?

——Reliable!

"Could it be that this time, I, Chan Chan, also missed?"

The girl secretly thought.

Maybe Chichan misjudged it, but when she checked it carefully, she found that this person who had been pierced by countless ice splendors and hadn't died, let alone the Qumortal Realm, wasn't even a master...

Sensing the true energy density remaining in the other party's dantian, he reckoned that he had just entered the Condor Realm.

——How did he support my Guishuang's outbreak, and still have a breath?

Shengsheng was very confused, and was about to hold his breath, trying to wake him up and ask about the situation.Chi Chan's voice suddenly came from his heart.

"kill him."

"Ok?"

"hurry up."

There was a urging tone hidden in Chichan's unique horizontal voice.

Since his character rarely urged Shengsheng, this order was urgent.

Sheng Sheng didn't hesitate too much, and gently placed her hand between the opponent's eyebrows... Guishui's spiritual energy was lucky, and she vomited out of her palm.

There was only a 'snap', as if slapping a watermelon.

Slapped the man's broken head to pieces.

"Red?!"

At this time, Shengsheng and cousin Ming ignored it, both of them were surprised.

Because after this person's head was broken open, the blood that flowed out was bright red... Before this, the other party's blood was taken away by Binghua, melted into the ice water and dissipated.

until now.

Only then did they discover the difference!

What does bright red blood mean...

A person, a living person.

Not ghosts, and the bodies of Huanxisha members who have long since died.

But... how did a person get mixed into more than 30 ashes, or he was captured by the ashes, and the black cloth wrapped around his body was just to cover up deliberately.

As for what to cover up.

It didn't make Xia Li think too much, she already knew.

Because the moment she smashed the opponent's head, there was a very special thing that looked like a needle or a small piece of torn paper, carrying a trace of information...

It quickly flowed into Shengsheng's mind.

"Strings?"

It is very vague and general, but for some reason, from this extremely small amount of information... Shengsheng knows that this is about the location of a string top secret information.

It's like a tiny piece of a huge puzzle.

The specific position of the strings can only be known after the huge jigsaw puzzle is completely assembled.But this small piece of squares shows what kind of puzzle it belongs to?

——Fix the strings of Huangqin?

Thinking of the strings, the scene of the dream just ended in Shengsheng's mind.

Qin Ying gave Shengsheng a string. According to him, this was arranged by Jian Qing before his death. This string allows a ghost of the last generation of Cui Leng to survive for thousands of years...

Moreover, Jian Qing himself is only weak, but he is not subject to many restrictions.

On the other hand, Qin Ying.

Because the elixir of sleepwalking was arranged to extend life to this age, but it turned into a wooden man as early as the beginning, and could only sit in the hall of refining the heart...waiting for the ruins to be opened, guiding generation after generation of warriors who meet the criteria for entering the dream to enter the emerald world. Cold dream.

When the mission was completed, she was completely lost.

Compared to Jian Qing, who was resurrected from a dead body and almost succeeded in going on for hundreds of years, it is really a useless life.

This can be seen.

Just a single string of Xiu Huangqin is infinitely stronger than Huimengyou elixir, a treasure that turns mortals into immortals.

"So it is, so it is..."

Carefully digest the seemingly insignificant pieces of information that actually contain the person's life experience and experience.

Sheng Sheng suddenly realized.

"Cousin, did you find anything?"

"Ah."

Ming Tan asked a question, and the girl immediately nodded in response.

"You don't know something, cousin, it turns out that this drastic change in the world will not be affected in any way if there are 'relics' buried in the area where the city is located."

The so-called fetish naturally refers to the very mysterious strings.

The strings are really powerful, how strong are they...

Let’s just say that the owner of this pure land is suspected to have been injured. The corpses of the guards under him fell from the sky. Force, all dissipated.

Under such a premise, the strings actually intercepted the power of the master of the pure land.

Let the city where it is buried still retain the power of inversion in the mirror, so as to firmly hide its specific position.

Upside down in the mirror, what kind of power is it?

Put it this way.

Many immortals who ask the five realms are also difficult to decipher.

If a city is shrouded in the upside-down force of the mirror, then it looks like a city on the surface, and the people inside live, entertain, walk, talk, etc...

Actually.

Just like layers of interlaced mirrors, a mirror can reflect a shadow.

Multiple mixed and staggered mirror surfaces naturally reflect countless mirror images, even close to infinity.

And in this infinity, only when the source of countless mirror images is found, can a trace of information retained in its divine sense be intercepted.

This bit of information is exactly what Shengsheng got from killing the other party just now.

It is also one of the indispensable pieces of the big jigsaw puzzle that combines the strings...