Zither Emperor

Chapter 227: The second episode of Milan School of Magic and Martial Arts - the fifth episode of the dead wood dragon's chant, the seventh

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It seemed very laborious for Liang to write these symbols, and he was extremely focused on each stroke. Under the environment, a faint layer of mist rose above his head, and his mental power was completely frozen on the snow dragon and leopard cocoon.

Layer after layer of energy fluctuations gradually became stronger, and the milky white brilliance released from the snow dragon leopard cocoon also began to become more and more intense. Ma Liang's heart had already reached his throat, and under the action of the silver dragon's blood and his special painting sect magic talisman, Xue Longbao's self-enclosed spiritual imprint seemed to have loosened a bit.

When the paintbrush finished drawing the last symbol, Ma Liang was almost paralyzed on the ground, but his eyes were full of hope, staring at the snow dragon leopard cocoon in front of him, staring at the bloody symbol on it, anxiously Waiting for the final result.

The milky white brilliance suddenly swelled, and every blood-red symbol lit up at this moment, shining brightly in the ice cave of Nether Snow Soul, and circles of surging milky-white brilliance continued to expand, and those blood-red symbols were clearly visible The milky white light continuously engulfed it.

Ma Liang condensed the last of his mental strength, and went all out to explore the inside of the snow dragon and leopard cocoon. Just as he had passed through the outer barrier and tried to penetrate into it, suddenly, the snow-white brilliance suddenly shrank, and all the bloody symbols were swallowed up. Jing, a self-proclaimed breath forcibly pushed out his spiritual power, the brilliance subsided, and everything returned to normal.

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, Ma Liang was even worse than Chang Hao before, his body collapsed on the ground, and he almost passed out.

Zi took a step forward and lifted him up, a soft purple energy was transmitted into it, which relieved Ma Liang's weak state a bit. No need to ask, Ma Liang's success or failure can be seen from his frustrated expression.

Barely standing still, Ma Liang smiled wryly, "I'm still not capable enough. If my mental power were stronger, how could this Myriad Beast Art fail. It seems that I'm destined to miss Xuelongbao." He staggered to the Beside Chang Hao, crossed his legs and meditated. Although they failed, they were not too sad. Anyway, they had already tried, and it was better than not even trying. Don't blame others for your own failures. What's more, there are two low-rank monsters of the ninth level.

Finally it was Haiyang's turn. She never thought that it would be her turn. She walked up to Xuelong Leopard Cocoon and sat down cross-legged. , She no longer has too many desires in her heart, even practicing her favorite guzheng in the past, most of them are to be able to harmonize with the Yinzhuqin. Therefore, she didn't even think about how to get Xue Longbao's approval, she just sat down cross-legged, took out her guzheng and laid it across her lap.

Gently flicking the more than ten zither strings, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of Haiyang's mouth, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Ye Yinzhu for the first time in his mind. At that time, when he walked in from the outside, his own performance had just begun. It was the song "A Chinese Ghost Story" that made them communicate for the first time. It was also that time that a figure appeared in her heart.

The ten fingers are slender, snow-white and slender. Those are the hands that even Ye Yinzhu marveled at. Even if carved from white jade, they are not as delicate and lustrous as the ten fingers of her hands. The crystal-like nails shine with soft brilliance. The natural and harmonious movements are So elegant and moving.

Zi, who was standing by the side, felt a sudden feeling in his heart. Haiyang's inadvertent elegance made him clearly feel that only the girl in front of him was the best match for his brothers. They were all so elegant, especially when they looked at his musical instrument. The look in their eyes is also so similar.

"A Chinese Ghost Story" is still the same song, but this time Haiyang played only the last paragraph, only the beauty of seeing the sun in the rough.

"No matter how rough the road is, there is sunshine, sister, your Zheng song is too sad, why can't you be happier?"

yes! I have already found my own happiness. At that moment, the mood of Haiyang almost seemed to blend into my zither strings instantly, blending into the hope of the twists and turns of "A Chinese Ghost Story". Clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's chant drifted out, circles of yellow halos rose up, and she didn't even notice that her magic power had risen to another stage. Reached the level of the yellow intermediate level.

The ice melts, no longer sad, looking at his kite, looking at his hands, at this moment, the only thing in Haiyang's heart is the handsome and elegant figure. At this moment, she suddenly found that she was so happy, and the last trace of hesitation in her heart disappeared completely at this moment. Open your mouth and sing softly:

"Human Road

happy boy

Look at the sunshine in the rough, rough

In the world of mortals

How many directions does happiness have

A trace of wind and rain like a dream

The road follows the crowd

Silk

the wind and rain

The road follows people. "

The melodious voice moved the hearts of everyone who was still awake. Even the Ice Demon Ape, who heard such a beautiful song for the first time, forgot to heal his wounds, and his dull eyes fell on Haiyang, listening quietly.

Zheng Yin continued, Haiyang said to himself with a smile on his face: "Even if this is just a dream, I hope it never wakes up. Forever and ever, let me be by your side. Even if you give everything."

The Zheng sound ended quietly when she uttered the last word. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Haiyang, and no one noticed that two tears slipped quietly from the corners of the eyes of Sura, who was practicing in the corner.

It's just the last part of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and it's still far away from an hour, but Haiyang obviously has no intention of continuing. Standing up, holding his zither in his arms, he walked slowly but firmly, Walking towards Ye Yinzhu.

Just as she turned around, suddenly, a milky white light shot out from the back of the ocean, and she felt her whole body melt into the icy cold instantly, and then, in the imprint of her spirit, two crisp dragon chants resounded instantly, rushing straight to the sea. Into her fully opened heart. The two somewhat cold, but extremely anticipating mental fluctuations constantly stimulated everything in the deepest part of her soul. There was a trace of surprise in Haiyang's eyes, but she clearly felt that those two emotions were full of sadness and need to be comforted.

Maternal love from the heart welled up in my heart, and Haiyang stood there without moving, just like a real mother, using her heart to comfort those two young hearts.

Zi and the others saw a strange scene, the fluctuations in the elements in the air became more intense, and the strong milky white light connected the ocean with the snow dragon and leopard cocoon like a bridge, and the snow dragon and leopard cocoon became stronger and stronger. It was getting brighter and brighter, and against the milky white light, Hai Yang's already graceful figure became ethereal. .

Quietly turning around, her body floated up from the ground uncontrollably, and the snow dragon leopard cocoon also broke away from the ground under the action of an invisible energy, one person and one cocoon gradually overlapped in the air.

Pressing the white gauze on the face with one hand, the other hand gently landed on the cocoon. Hai Yang looked at the trembling cocoon in surprise, and said softly: "What's the matter? Tell my sister, why do you so sad?"

At this moment, all the people in the state of cultivation opened their eyes. The surging elemental aura in the air made it impossible for them to continue their cultivation. Everyone's eyes were focused on the air ocean and Snow Dragon Leopard Cocoon. Looking at this scene, they knew that Xuelong Baoyu's approval was actually Hai Yang's simple melody and moving song.

"Because they just lost their mother." Ye Yinzhu's soft voice sounded, Haiyang's eyes blurred, Ye Yinzhu had already jumped in front of her, before she could react, Ye Yinzhu picked up the snow dragon leopard cocoon A spar shining with blue stars was gently stuffed into the mouth of the ocean.

"Since they chose you, then you should take care of them instead of their mother. Perhaps, it is precisely because you are a woman that they choose you to recognize."

A clear stream flowed down the throat without any hindrance, as if it was not a magic crystal, but just a stream of air. When the clear current flowed into his body, Haiyang suddenly found that he heard the sound of two heartbeats, as if it was in the same rhythm as his own heartbeat. Under the cover of the blue starlight, it wrapped around her delicate body.

Ye Yinzhu floated down on the ground, looking at the dots of blue starlight in the sky, a comforting smile finally appeared in his eyes. He firmly believes that Haiyang is definitely the best choice for the Snow Dragon and Leopard twins. With Haiyang's kindness no less than Yueming, he will definitely take care of them. Xuelongbao, great mother, you can rest in peace.

The blue starlight gradually merged, and two crisp dragon chants sounded in the starlight. The milky white light turned into crystal colors and continuously merged into it. Clearly visible energy fluctuations continued to rise. It was an icy air current, and it seemed to be A special melody groaning.

Everything is changing, the contract has been formed the moment the cocoon is broken, and under the premise of identical twins, Haiyang becomes the partner of two little snow dragons and leopards, and even their mother. .