Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 558: A battle of life and death, thrilling 6
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Mo Liancheng, who has extraordinary lightness skills, can walk on flat ground even if he is a duckweed standing on the water.
What's more, it's on a branch?
Unfortunately, at this time, he had been injured in several places and had used up all his hidden weapons!
The only remaining weapon, the silver cord, was also broken and half of it was lost.
The real thing is on the verge of extinction...
"Tan'er, look? How big is the world?"
"It's huge, boundless..."
"But no matter how big the world is, I can only see you in my eyes." His hoarse voice and light words were so touching and yet so calm and upright.
"Well..." She was so moved that she lowered her eyes and smiled, and said softly: "...Me too. How about I give you a song today?"
"Okay..."
Mo Liancheng responded lightly, his void voice still as gentle as water.
The next second, a simple and distant flute sound gradually sounded!
The loneliness and desolation that permeates the top of the earth...
Qu Tan'er smiled lightly and blew gently, with blood on her lips, but she didn't stop.
This time, she is not using the Lihun Xiao, but the Jixue Xiao!
The two flutes represent heaven and earth, yin and yang respectively.
Blowing the requiem in the same way will have different effects.
I once accidentally played a few notes in the Eight Princes' Mansion.
Later, the old monster introduced that she was forbidden to play the blue blood flute again unless her life was at stake.
Because "Blue Blood" represents the breath of pure Yang, while "Lihun" is the ultimate Yin. People who play the music of Yin are doing the opposite. If used forcefully... it will damage one's essence and blood.
And if a person has less essence | blood, it also means that his life span is shortened.
Bixue, she is playing it with her life at this moment!
But Mo Liancheng didn’t know about this...
Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed strangely.
In an instant, the sky changed color and covered the sky and the sun!
The wind is surging, the wind is blowing, and the sand and rocks are flying!
The earth seemed to sink in an instant, while the surrounding birds and beasts screamed, panicked, and fled randomly.
No matter how big the trees are, some have been uprooted!
The guard who was still murderous just now suddenly changed his color and was suddenly swept into the strong wind. He couldn't escape even with the pterodactyl! Sad! Scream! The cries of ghosts and wolves are heard all the time, adding a bit of horror to this world!
The sound of the flute, which was originally a long and leisurely sound, gradually became more exciting and high-pitched!
Like a thousand birds singing and thousands of horses galloping! It’s like the roar of the sea and the collapse of mountains and ground!
It came in a rush, but disappeared in an instant in the next second!
Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped.
The next moment, the smoke and clouds disappeared, the sky was clear and the sun was clear, and all kinds of noisy and hissing sounds also stopped for a moment.
Except for the several-foot-tall tree where Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er were standing, which was safe and sound, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles looked like a baptism of **** on earth, extremely messy!
There is only one place in the quiet land!
The pterosaur guards just now had no idea where the tornado had blown them.
Only under the tree, there was a ray of green light, covering the Su family father and son!
At this time, they were stunned and couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Did the two of them really do it?
And on the treetops——
"Tan'er, if you're tired, take a nap..."
"Well..." She was unable to speak anymore.
It’s just that the eyes are full of satisfaction, you can be with him even if you die, right?
It’s a pity, but I can’t kill that **** father and son...
Mo Liancheng slowly closed her eyes and leaned against him.
Blood drips down the leaves...