Dongfang Mo slowly raised his right hand, and a golden light wrapped Liang Qiuqiu's body, allowing her to warm up in this ice casting world. 『『【Remember our website:dashubao手机版m.dashubao】

Dongfang Yu frowned slightly, and he muttered: "That old immortal is also ruthless." ”

The samurai behind him who heard this sentence immediately said: "Then don't you see how cruel this demon girl was when she killed the young master of our family."

"Tsk. ”

Dongfang Yu was not in the mood to argue with others, he saw that Qingyue Gujin seemed to be looking this way, so he reminded: "Hurry up and think about how I saved people before, I don't have much time to buy." ”

"Long-winded. ”

Dongfang Mo spread out his palm, and a bone-like flute appeared, his expression heavy.

Such a flute, the flute sound played is a requiem, how to save people

He can't remember how he saved people back then. And Dongfang Yu still hasn't left, although it is very uncomfortable and troublesome for them to share a body, but the situation is special, so it can only be like this first.

Dongfang Mo stroked the flute that had followed him for thousands of years, and there was a trace of bitterness in his heart, probably because his heart was enchanted, so he made this fairy flute an evil thing.

Sen Sen's white bones look a little oozing.

I especially remember the first time I played this bone flute, how many undead were added for no reason. That music can snatch away people's souls and take the life of everything in the world.

Dongfang Mo himself didn't know why this was the case, no one could tell him the reason, and no one could answer the doubts in his heart.

But this time he knew clearly that he wanted to save people.

It's been a long time since I've been in such a mood

Very, very much wanted to save people He held the bone flute slowly tightened, and just when he hesitated, the ice bird conjured up by Qingyue Gujin had already attacked him.

Dongfang Yu's face sank, he glanced at it coldly, and said, "It's this thing that hurt Qiuqiu."

The sharp claws of the lifelike Ice Bird touched Dongfang Yu's shoulder, and in full view of everyone, the Ice Bird's body turned into a pile of debris.

Qingyue Gujin frowned slightly, this man didn't seem to have done anything, but his ice magic had lost its effect.

"Don't make noise. Dongfang Mo said in a deep voice.

"Hmph. Dongfang Yu was quiet.

The man put the bone flute in his hand to his lips, Qiuqiu's soul was still in this place, and it hadn't completely dispersed, so there was still a chance.

What is he going to do

Stay away, everyone

The eyes of the people of the Qingyue family were full of horror, and they scattered out in large numbers, for fear of being implicated, even Qingyue's hometown stared closely at his movements The flute in his hand is it his weapon

Yu Chengling also looked at Dongfang Mo blankly, why is Dongfang Gongzi so strange today, always talking to himself, and his tone is like two people, what is he holding in his hand, it looks like a human skull, it is very scary, hey, he put that thing to his lips, is he going to blow it

It's messy

The mind is very confused.

Dongfang Mo closed his eyes, and many pictures of the past appeared in his mind, and finally fixed in Liang Qiuqiu and said with a smile, "I like the president the most"

His heart ached

How can such a smile disappear

Finally, he blew the first note. The originally restless crowd quieted down after hearing the flute, and in the ice and snow world of Qingyue Gujin, the flute sound was like the rising sun, slowly melting here.

And the white bone in the man's hand slowly turned into a jade-colored jade flute, which looked more and more delicate under his slender fingers.

With a pale face and black hair, he was wrapped in a blue robe, and the jade flute in his hand restored its former glory.

The man's eyes were closed, and the melodious and graceful music was like a heavenly sound, and many people could see the ice and snow on the ground slowly disappearing.

Instead, there was a green grass that wanted to emerge from the earth.

At this moment, the whole world was amazed.

And Dongfang Yu was also silent.

He could feel Dongfang Mo's heart better than anyone else, and he was silently saying two words with the flute

Come back

We still have a lot of things to do, you come back soon

Yu Chengling, who was holding Liang Qiuqiu, couldn't say what it was like, she just felt that this flute was the best flute she had ever heard, and now the whole world seemed to be in full bloom, and there was no biting cold wind and ice, the sun was warm, Sister Liang, she must also feel warm

Liang Qiuqiu, who was lying on Yu Chengling's lap, moved her fingers slightly, and she heard Yu Chengling's almost screaming voice: "She moved"

Everyone looked at Yu Chengling in disbelief, it was impossible for her to move, she should have died

Yu Chengling looked at Liang Qiuqiu excitedly, she stroked Liang Qiuqiu's face with one hand, and choked up: "Sister Liang, you are still there, right?"

The melodious flute sound had come to an end, and after the last few notes, Dongfang Mo slowly opened his eyes.

Many people have not been able to recover for a long time.

The moment he opened his eyes, the jade flute turned into a bone flute again, without the slightest immortal energy.

He looked at Liang Qiuqiu quietly and said softly, "Next time, don't do it again." ”

Liang Qiuqiu, who had her eyes closed, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, she held Yu Chengling's cold fingers with one hand, and said gently, "Thank you, Ling'er." ”

When she needed someone to accompany her the most, Yu Chengling kept holding her, and this kind girl used all her spiritual power to warm her.

When her soul peeled off her body, she floated above, and she could clearly see everyone here.

Liang Qiuqiu didn't know where he would drift to, probably the spirit world

I heard that there is also a reincarnation door in the spirit world, once you enter, you will forget the past, what kind of family will she be reincarnated into at that time, will she become an excellent spirit master when she grows up, and she will not have any memories of the 21st century.

However, as she was about to leave, a flute sound enveloped her body.

The gentle touch is like the president's generous palm.

It took her and found its way out.

When she felt it again, she only felt that she was shining with firelight, so warm. And ahead, there is a familiar smell.

And then

It's the president's intoxicating voice, and he says that next time, don't do it again.

What Liang Qiuqiu didn't know was that Dongfang Mo's palms holding the jade flute were sweating, and he was almost about to see her walk into the reincarnation gate and never come back.

Yu Chengling cried with joy, she hugged Liang Qiuqiu tightly, and shouted: "Sister Liang's life will be fine."

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

She's dead, she's dead, and all the people see

But under the sound of this man's flute, she actually came back from the dead