It was also a blurred and chaotic scene. The young girl stood in front of the celestial guitar, her fingers gently swinging the strings, and her voice was a little sad: “Seven brilliant, turns out you are not the spirit of the celestial guitar, but...”

“What do we do now? If people knew you existed, I'm afraid the world would never let you go. ”

“Why don't you give it to me? ”

The Heavenly Magic Qin did not speak quietly.

And the girl burst out laughing: “Don't worry, sister scared you, how can you hand over our good little Qi Huang? The people in the cultivation world are the most selfish and self-righteous. They don't care if everything is spiritual or not, if things are for a reason or not, if they are a threat to them, they want to die instantly, and they don't care if the other person is innocent. ”

The magic violin swayed gently, making a ding-dong sound, like responding to a teenage girl.

“Tsk, Qihuang, don't you talk now? Sister, I'm bored talking to myself there for half a day, okay? Seven brilliant. Seven brilliant. You're gonna die responding to my sister? ”

The magic violin was quiet for a moment, and then a childish voice came out: "Well, respond to your sister. ”

“Pfft haha!!” The girl laughed immediately after hearing the sounds of the children, "Geez, Qihuang, how cute are you! It would be nice if you could become an entity. It must be the little soft one. Let your sister rub it in her arms. ”

This time, no more children's sounds were emitted, but the strings of the Celestial Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heaven

“Hee-hee, Xiao Qi-Huang, don't be angry. I'll come with you when my sister finishes making fun of you. Bye ~”

……

The scene in front of us is changing again.

This time there is still a magic harp, standing in front of the magic harp is no longer a teenage girl, but an old lady with white hair.

It's just that the old exit still sounds as crisp as a teenage girl: "I finally waited for the day. It turns out that this is the feeling of the divine cultivator's five faults! Sister, my beauty is gone. What's the point of living like this? ”

The magic violin buzzes, as if it were a messy noise, as if it were a scream.

Hundred Miles stretched out his hand and caressed the strings gently, with a soft voice: “Actually, I should have gone with my man long before he died. But sister, I can't let Xiao Qihuang leave you alone in this world. ”

“When my sister's gone, don't show up again, okay? You should know that you will not be tolerated by the cultivators of this world. It may be scary to live forever in the dark, but at least you're alive, aren't you? Perhaps one day there will be such a man who will truly free you from the dark cage? ”

“What my sister can't do doesn't mean that no one in the world can. Xiao Qihuang, promise sister, don't give up hope, keep waiting until someone can get you out of hell, okay? ”

Women's bodies slowly become stiff and cold until they become as transparent as ice sculptures.

The demon vibrated violently as if there was something to rush out of it.

Women's stiff hand outstretches seem to want to soothe the Celestial Magic.

But it is no longer possible.

She could only use a gentle voice and laughed: “Xiao Qihuang, I have lived 100 miles of music for the rest of my life, I have experienced all the life I can experience. ”