At this moment, she no longer cared about whether she would be discovered, desperately mobilized the devil energy in her body, and controlled the remaining ten blood demon servants to give up the attack on Yaodao and Xue Ji, and turned to rush towards Muyan.
"Princess!!"
"Her Royal Highness be careful!!"
Xue Ji and Yaodao rushed forward recklessly, blocking the Blood Demon Attendant.
Muyan recovered from the shock just now.
In fact, she was more shocked than Yaodao and Xue Ji.
She wanted to turn her head to look at the old man, but she heard the old man's hoarse and weak voice behind her.
"Your Highness, please listen to me."
"Old man, my ability is not enough, I can no longer control the remaining Blood Demon servants."
"But even if I run out of life, I will delay them for a while. Please Her Royal Highness escape as soon as possible and go to Lord Mozun or Elder Minwei."
Muyan turned her head suddenly, and said in a low voice: "What did you read just now? Can you read it again?"
The old man looked up and smiled at her.
Only then did Muyan realize that the old man's face was pale and haggard, much older than before.
Moreover, the energy and energy in his body seemed to have been drained, and his forehead was covered with a layer of dead air that could not be dissipated.
He said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't expect the old man to finally return to the priest's hall, but he was going to die here."
"But in this life, I can still meet Her Highness the Princess and come back here, even if I die, I will have no regrets."
"I just hope that Her Royal Highness can promise me one thing..."
Muyan really wanted to say, can you stop talking nonsense, and recite those incantations to me again.
But seeing the old man's despairing yet hopeful eyes, she still sighed and said, "Say it."
"His Royal Highness, please remember my name, my name is... Zhongli."
Zhongli
Muyan was stunned, why does this name sound familiar
By the way, did Xueji and Mo Lian mention Zhongli just now
Zhongli seems to be the master of the temple of priests, and also the priest of the Demon Emperor in the entire Qianyuan, under one person and above ten thousand people.
The old man's name is also Zhongli
Muyan has not recovered from the shock.
The old man's chapped and pale lips opened and closed slightly again, making a low and hoarse voice: "Ha... Xia... Sha... Well..."
As one weird syllable spit out from the old man's mouth, the movements of the Blood Demon Attendants who were fighting Yaodao and Xue Ji began to slow down gradually.
But the old man's complexion is getting paler and paler, and his face is also aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, Muyan could no longer care about the old man's physical condition, she was using her ears to carefully capture every syllable the old man uttered, as well as the demon energy and soul fluctuations contained in that syllable.
One syllable, two syllables, three syllables... gathered into a weird but soul-stirring sound.
Muyan suddenly opened her eyes, and shouted to the old man: "Stop reading, I will do it instead!"
After finishing speaking, she turned around and sat on the ground, and the Tianmoqin slowly emerged.
The slender and plain white fingers pressed on the strings, and they fluctuated suddenly.
watt!
ah!
ha!
summer!
sand!
Well!
It was obviously just fluctuating zither strings, but in the air, there seemed to be the same incantation syllables that the old man uttered.
Muyan was overjoyed.
She was right.
The old man could recite the spell, and she could use the skills of a Kagura artist to turn it into a piano sound.
Because the energy fluctuation when the old man spit out the spell is almost the same as when Tianmoqin plays the tune of the divine musician.