Today's Tianmoqin, anyone who sees it, will know that it is a priceless treasure.
Xue Minglang couldn't help trembling even with his hand, he stretched it out slowly, and pressed it on the strings.
The strings buzzed, crisp and pleasant.
The accident happened at this very moment.
Colorful rays of light burst out from the body of the piano, turning into gorgeous explosions like fireworks.
Xue Minglang didn't even have time to react to what happened.
His instincts for a long time made him feel extremely dangerous.
Without even thinking about it, he dragged the out-of-body period subordinate over to cover his chest.
Pooh!
This is the sound of a knife piercing the heart.
After the rays of light dissipated, Xue Minglang lowered his head slowly, seeing the subordinate in front of him whose heart had been pierced by a transparent long sword, his pupils suddenly shrank.
This third-order subordinate in the out-of-body period died without even humming.
A wave of fear for the rest of his life welled up in his heart.
The transparent long sword swayed, whizzed and flew back to Muyan's hand, and transformed back into Tianmoqin.
Xue Minglang let out a breath slowly, came back to his senses, the veins on his face were bulging, and the boundless anger made him growl, "Jun Muyan, you dare to play me again and again, really Is my Xue family easy to bully?"
"Kill!!" He waved his hand and yelled at the servants of the Xue family below, "Kill all the members of the Xiaoyao team. If the members of the Qilin team dare to resist, I will kill them all. Even that bitch Murong Xue , don’t let it go!!”
Xue Minglang just finished speaking.
Suddenly, in the distant sky, there came a voice containing murderous intent and anger.
"Xue Minglang, why don't you let my granddaughter go, tell me!!"
Murong Xue suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky in disbelief.
In an instant, streaks of sword light pierced the sky like meteors and landed in Xue's courtyard.
"Sister, sister, are you okay!!"
Murong Qi slammed the flying sword, and immediately rushed towards Murong Xue, his face was full of anxiety.
When he got closer, he saw Murong Xue's pale face, crumbling body, and the unhealed scars on his face.
His expression changed immediately, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Why are you so injured? What did these bastards from the Xue family do to you..."
Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
The hand that originally wanted to grab Murong Xue's hands was holding an empty sleeve and froze in mid-air.
"Xiaoxue, sister, you...your hand...how did your hand do it?!"
Murong Xue's eyes were red, her voice was slightly hoarse, but there was a smile on her face, "Brother, I eunuch Xue Huailu with my own hands, and even took his life. With my one hand, I want to exchange a happy and free one. Enough."
Murong Qi's eyes turned red all of a sudden.
The tall, seven-foot man pinched his sleeves, turned his back, hunched his back, and forced himself to suppress the crying from his chest.
"Brother, I can practice sword with one hand..."
Murong Qi couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her tightly, and hot tears dripped down her neck, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, it's my brother who is too useless, and our Murong family is too useless!"
Murong Xue blinked, and tears rolled down her eyes.
But there was a faint smile on her face.
On the other side, Xue Minglang looked at the members of Murong's family, showing an irritable and unfriendly expression, "Murongyan, what do you mean?! I just cured the blood demon for you, is this how you repay my Xue family? "