People from Xiaoyaomen came to knock on the door several times, Muyan was dismissed as too tired.
She didn't even see the little uncle.
In the space, Qi Huang, the noble weapon spirit, seldom let go of his airs, and kept thinking of ways to make Muyan laugh.
However, in exchange for Muyan's weak and pale smile.
If she couldn't find it all the time, she would not be so sad.
But he obviously tried his best, and he obviously felt the familiar aura is close at hand.
But when she stretched out her hand to grab it, it was still empty, how could Muyan not feel resentful and heartbroken.
But at this time, Di Ming Jue is not around.
She doesn't even have anyone she can rely on and complain about her grievances.
The room was quiet, and even Qihuang's noisy voice disappeared at some point.
Muyan slowly closed her eyes.
Suddenly, the door creaked open.
A figure walked in, the candlelight swayed, and the cool wind outside the house slowly blew in.
Muyan opened her eyes, looked at the person coming, frowned slightly, "Ziyi, I'm a little tired, I don't want to see anyone today, you go out first..."
Before he finished speaking, "Su Ziyi" had strode forward and grabbed her.
"Going out for what? This deity finally came out, you dare to let this deity go out? Jun Muyan, you are so impatient!"
Muyan's eyes widened in surprise, "Qi Huang?!"
"Hmph, it's my uncle!"
Muyan pressed her temples with a headache, "Qi Huang, didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to touch Su Ziyi's body until he recovers from his illness? Hurry up and come out!"
Qihuang rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "Isn't he just a mortal? If you die, you die. What's the big deal?"
Muyan lowered her face, "Qihuang, go back to the space, otherwise I'll be really angry."
Qihuang's face darkened, and there seemed to be a dark and bloodthirsty light flickering in his eyes.
However, when he raised his head, he met the girl's pale face and eyes that lost their light.
All the violence subconsciously faded away like a tide.
He bit his lip, and Su Ziyi's handsome face showed a trace of grievance, "Today, this deity only occupies his body for a few hours, and I guarantee that he will not die, so it will be fine." Bar?"
As he said that, he grabbed Muyan's hand, "There is something that this deity can only do if he has a physical body. Jun Muyan, come with me quickly!"
Before Muyan could react, Qi Huang had already dragged her out.
The two walked through the forest all the way and entered the depths of the Danyang Mountains.
When Qi Huang suddenly became single, Muyan felt a pulling force at the center of his consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, Tianmoqin suddenly appeared in Qihuang's hands.
Muyan's eyes widen in surprise.
Since the contract with Tianmoqin, Tianmoqin has only obeyed her orders.
Except for Xiaobao, even if other people touched the strings, it would not have any effect.
But at this time, Qihuang unexpectedly pulled Tianmoqin out of her body.
However, thinking that Qihuang is the instrumental spirit of Tianmoqin, Muyan felt relieved again.
Qi Huang lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the floor, and pressed his slender fingers on the strings.
The bright moonlight fell on him.
It was clearly Su Ziyi's appearance, but Muyan seemed to see the unruly young man in red clothes like fire through this body.
The next moment, the piano sound suddenly sounded.
Gold and iron horses swallow mountains and rivers with anger, and thunder rolls.
Muyan was taken aback.
She didn't expect that Qihuang's playing the piano was not at all excessive and harmonious.
Coming up is the exciting music that makes the heart explode.