The speed of Mu Yan plucking the strings suddenly increased, and Sheng Shou Zhi Tian weaves the sound wall again, blocking Li Hong outside.
She chuckled softly: "I remember the rumor that your Jiuli tribe has been isolated from the world and has never had any intersection with other monks for thousands of years. Since there is no intersection, how can you recognize the Tianma Qin at a glance? Kagura masters have had grievances? The strangulation of Kagura a thousand years ago, does it have anything to do with you?"
Li Hong hadn’t spoken yet, and the thinnest old man on the side stood up and sneered: “Little girl, you don’t have to try to guess our origins. God music masters are indeed powerful among your mortal monks, but my Jiuli tribe still doesn’t care. Here. The magic piano that day was the treasure of my Jiuli tribe, how can a mortal monk in your area be able to get involved. I advise you, obediently hand over the magic piano, maybe I can still give you a way out."
Mu Yan couldn't help but laughed out, "You said the Tianmoqin is the treasure of your Jiuli tribe? I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but laugh at it for a while, or if you call it, if it responds to you, it means it's really with you. The Li tribe is related, how about I return it to you?"
Jiulishi's expression became extremely ugly for a while.
"Little girl, you are playing with us!"
"Fuck you?" Mu Yan curled her lips, "How could it be? Several people are respected, the old are almost like the zombies in the coffin, even if I am young and vigorous, I know how to respect the old and love the young, how can I trick you? What about the emissary? I just propose an effective solution?"
After a pause, she said clearly: "Oh, I understand, all the holy envoys think that the Celestial Demon Qin is a dead thing, and will not respond if you call it? Haha, this is not necessarily true."
With that, she stopped playing and placed the Tianmoqin half a meter in front of her.
With her beautiful voice like a heavenly sound, she said graciously: "Devil, say hello to the old people."
The Tianmoqin, which had been quietly placed on the ground, suddenly bounced, straightened its body, and then shook.
It really looks like... hello.
"Look, isn't this responding to me? It seems that Tianmoqin is more willing to recognize me as a god musician than being the treasure of your Jiuli tribe!"
This play can be said to trample the faces of nine people on the ground at will.
Li Hong was not so angry when he was injured by Mu Yan, but at this time he roared, "Bitch, you are looking for death!"
Then the whole person rushed over.
But it wasn't Mu Yan who pounced on, but... Tianmoqin.
Mu Yan sneered, her body quickly backed away, and Tian Moqin was inspired by her spiritual sense, and teleported directly into her hands before Li Hong rushed over.
It's just that the Tianmoqin was held steady.
The other eight nine Lebanese envoys have already moved.
Nine Immortal Venerables to a Xuanxian, the ending is simply self-evident.
Mu Yan was embarrassed to avoid the sharp claws from the attack, and flew out of the body, crashing into the broken wooden bed.
Li Hong was flying above her head in the air at this time. There was no more nonsense this time, and a paw was grabbed at her forehead.
The responses of the nine old men can be said to be very consistent.
Killed the Kagura Master and robbed the Tianma Qin.
Even if it may lose the inheritance of the Kagura master, it is far less important than the treasure Tianmoqin.
However, the little girl Li Hong thought had a shattered head, and the blood splash did not happen on the spot.
A slender, pale, well-knotted hand grabbed his sharp, poisonous claw.