After all, Qihuang is a spirit of the weapon, not a real person.

But it is obviously a spirit of the weapon, why does it hurt so much?

"Play the piano...play...play the piano..." Qihuang uttered broken words with difficulty, "Jun...Jun Muyan, I...I ordered you to...play...play the piano...No...not itchy...itting flesh..."

Mu Yan couldn't help but be amused at this anxious moment.

When is this guy still talking, he is still jealous of the itchy meat set meal.

But seeing Qihuang's painful appearance, Mu Yan did not argue with him again this time, but gently stroked his long hair and said softly: "Okay, if you can relieve your pain, I will play the piano for you."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and the Heavenly Demon Piano had already reached her.

The sound of the piano is swaying, like the gurgling water, or like the gentlest mother's hands.

Gently, he caressed Qihuang's soul who was tortured to the point where life was worse than death.

The trembling body slowly stopped spasm.

The curled-up boy gradually stretched out slowly from his lonely and humble posture.

A faint smile of satisfaction appeared on the beautiful face soaked in sweat.

Seeing the boy's deep sleep, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

She originally wanted to stop playing the piano, but she didn't know why.

But there was a voice in my heart telling her not to stop and continue.

Mu Yan hesitated for a moment.

The sound of the piano that had already stopped slowly flew slowly in the space.

Warm and soft, quiet and holy.

It's like the light that illuminates the deepest darkness of hell.

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The Continent of Cultivation and the Netherworld.

The Forgetful River is a river that makes all the immortals in the Netherworld love each other but fear it to their core.

The fear is because the Wangchuan River is strongly corrosive, both the river water and the water vapor that transpiles in the air.

The erosion is not only a physical destruction, but also an infinite torture to the soul.

Even if the water in the Forget River only encounters a little bit, the pain is definitely not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

And my true love is because the [Mingyin Holy Flame] on the banks of the Forget River is a symbol of the rise and fall of the entire tribe in the Netherworld.

[Mingyin Holy Flame] The more vigorously it burns, the stronger the power the people in the Netherworld can obtain.

On the contrary, once the [Mingyin Holy Flame] is weak, their strength will decline day by day.

All people in the Netherworld hope that [Mingyin Holy Flame] can burn wildly.

But, a long time ago, [Mingyin Holy Flame] has been almost extinguished.

Some people have also tried to approach the Forget River and ignite the [Mingyin Holy Flame] even if they sacrifice themselves.

However, before he could meet Sheng Yan, his soul was already scattered.

And these days, the [Mingyin Holy Flame], which should have been almost extinguished, has begun to rekindle.

The people in the Netherworld are so happy that they are crazy.

You can hear the sounds of people singing and dancing, laughing and joy everywhere.

Even the Lord of the Netherworld Domain also had an excited smile on his face.

They were all waiting for that moment.

[Mingyin Holy Flame] Really ignited, their strength returned to its peak.

Only then will they have the ability to compete with [Earth Domain] for dominance in the world and to win the throne.

However, when everyone in the Netherworld is jubilant.

But no one heard the heart-wrenching crying in the Forgetful River and the groan of pain that endured and suppressed.

"Master, Master, please come out! Is it okay if we don't advance?"
Chapter completed!