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- "Ask what love is in this world, and it will tell you whether life and death are together." Mo Fan sighed.
Immediately, the ghosts of the four beauties couldn¡¯t help but ran to Mo Fan.
They looked at Mo Fan affectionately, with fascination on their faces.
Behind.
Bai Changsheng and others greatly admired the senior's skill in picking up girls!
high! It¡¯s really high!
You are truly worthy of being a senior!
Mo Fan just felt it. He looked at the guqin in front of him, thought of something, and said: "Girls, how about I play a piece of music too?"
"Young Master can also play the piano?"
Female Yinhun¡¯s eyes lit up and she looked at Mo Fan.
Where can you find a man who can not only recite and compose poetry, but also play the piano?
Not only her, but the other three beauties also thought so.
What a pity!
How great it would be if you were alive!
"I understand a little bit."
Mo Fan said modestly, then walked over slowly, sat next to the guqin, and placed the guqin on his legs.
"Sir, we will dance for you."
The four female ghosts said in unison.
The corners of the eyes of Qingqing and Sword Spirit Ancestor twitched.
It seems that their master is very carefree!
Mo Fan smiled slightly and started playing the piano.
He gently placed his hands on the strings.
Those are very fair and slender fingers.
The ghosts of four beauties are dancing around Mo Fan! The dance is moving.
As Mo Fan lowered his finger, a clear and sweet sound came from the guqin.
?Bounce and bounce.
Mo Fan thought of a lot.
Before, the war was raging and all life was in ruins.
Many soldiers of the Tianyuan Dynasty sacrificed their precious lives in order to protect their family and country.
He couldn't help but think of a poem.
"The Soul Calling" by Qu Yuan.
This poem commemorates and praises the souls of the Chu soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country.
He recited this poem while playing the piano.
"Since I was young, I have been honest and upright, and I have always obeyed righteousness and never held back."
""
"The Zhanzhan River is beautiful, with maples on it."
"My eyes are thousands of miles away, which hurts my heart."
"The soul is back, mourning Jiangnan!"
Follow Mo Fan¡¯s recitation.
Suddenly, the monks around them felt their minds buzzing, and the sound of Tao Yun resounded throughout their brains, reverberating!
The other side.
There were sounds of fighting coming from the river.
The shore.
"Bajie, come on!"
An old monk shouted, looking excited.
In the void.
The pig demon was in a fierce battle with a monk.
The monk was wearing a yellow brocade robe. He had long red hair that floated in the wind, his eyes were shining, and a string of nine skulls hung around his neck.
"Sha Wujing, don't fight, come with me to the West to learn scriptures!"
On the shore, the old monk shouted.
"roll!"
The monk cursed loudly.
"Stop resisting!"
"This monk, you must not anger this old monk!" the pig demon said to the monk.
"roll!"
The monk cursed.
The corners of his eyes kept twitching.
Once this man came here, he kept brainwashing him.
Especially this monk.
It made him very upset.
It was said that he was a general who rolled up the curtains in the upper realm. Because he accidentally broke the glass cup by mistake, he violated the rules of heaven and was demoted to the lower realm!
I¡¯m so awesome, how could I not know?
He is not at all!
How can it be so awesome?
At this moment, he held the treasure staff and hit the pig demon in front: "Damn pig demon!"
"Monk, just follow us! I've been annoyed to death by this old monk along the way. Please help me take some of the pressure off!" said the pig demon.
"roll!"
The red-haired monk's eyes twitched and he started fighting with the pig demon.
"Bajie, come on! It's unscientific! According to what "Journey to the West" says, you should be much stronger than Wu Jing! Could it be that?Wu Jing has been hiding his cultivation? "
"Actually, Wu Jing is the most powerful person?"
The old monk kept talking, his eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars, as if he had discovered a new world, and he started dancing with excitement: "Hahahaha! I know! I know!"
"Character! This is character!"
"Xiao Wujing, this is the persona given to you by an expert! In fact, you are very powerful, but your persona must appeal to the public. You must be upright and selfless, and work hard without complaining! Do you know?"
"Wu Jing! I'm talking to you!"
The old monk shouted.
"roll!"
The red-haired monk's eyes twitched and he stared at the old monk. He was about to be called crazy by the old monk!
The other party kept buzzing in his ears like a fly.
At this moment, he felt a little pity for the pig monster in front of him!
The pig demon cried and said, "You finally feel the same way!"
"It's difficult! It's too difficult for me!"
"Xiao Wujing! Say it again!"
The old monk squinted his eyes.
"roll!"
The red-haired monk said unceremoniously.
"good!"
The old monk stood up slowly, clasped his hands together, and the next moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the red-haired monk in front of him.
Saw this scene.
The pig demon was trembling, and his heart was trembling: "Here he comes, here he comes again!"
"Since I can't make you voluntarily accompany me to the West to learn scriptures, I can only force you!"
The old monk said slowly.
""
When the red-haired monk heard this, his eyes twitched.
What¡¯s the point?
The golden light in his eyes flashed, and he seemed to be a different person. He looked at the red-haired monk and shouted: "You are so talented, but you dare to do the same thing!"
"The mighty Tianlong!"
"Daluo spell!"
"Prajna Buddhas!"
"Prajna is empty!"
boom!
A palm fell.
The figure of the red-haired monk flew out directly.
At this moment.
The old monk rushed out and asked directly: "Will you accompany me to the West to obtain scriptures?"
The red-haired monk was finally frightened by the majesty of the old monk and stopped struggling.
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Mo Fan was still playing the guqin. He was dressed in white clothes and looked spotless.
Around.
The four beauties looked at Mo Fan dreamily, as if they were looking at the person they love.
I have to say that at this moment, Mo Fan¡¯s fighting skills are very high!
Talented man!
Since ancient times, beautiful women love talented people!
Mo Fan just nodded.
The ghosts of these four beauties will throw themselves into their arms without hesitation!
With the sound of the piano.
??The sound of the piano floats towards the distance.
not far away.
When the three-eyed Yinling King saw this scene, his eyes widened: "Spell a spiritual song?"
This is actually a spiritual song!
??Senior, what do you want to do?
This is to summon the soul!
At this moment.
Not far from here.
An illusory blood-colored river appeared invisibly in the void, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard in it, which made people tremble.
??Underneath the bloody river.
There is a quagmire.
There is a terrible smell coming from this quagmire.
At this moment, a monster slowly crawled out of the quagmire.
It has tiger and dragon feet, python eyebrows and dragon eyes, and its shape is majestic and weird!
She is the mother of Yin spirits!
Can give birth to Yin spirits.
"Evocation! Could it be"
"This is the River Styx!"
"Could it be that the ancestor of Styx is back?"
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