Chapter 885: : Fusu Guqin

Mo Nan took Yiner over the inner wall from the city head!
The moment he landed, the ground on which he stepped on suddenly opened another aperture. These apertures are formed by You Qin Yun.
He first glanced at Yin Er and realized that she was not in a big deal, so he was relieved.
"I must go up! But it is too dangerous!"
Mo Nan said in a deep voice that he now has no spiritual power and his consciousness stretches a short distance. It has been very difficult for him to just enter Yiner.
Once approaching the high-rise above, it must be more dangerous.
Yin Er blinked her eyes, then nodded: "Then I'm following my brother, these things can't hurt me."
"This, all right!"
Mo Nan originally wanted to leave Yiner here. He wasn't afraid that Yiner would be in danger. The practitioners outside would be hard to come in. He knew these rhymes too much. Yiner was the safest to stay here of.
It looks like Yiner is a little girl, but she is a spiritual race, stronger than any fierce beast.
However, according to her temperament, it is impossible to stay here obediently.
He couldn't bear to touch his little head, Shen said, "Then don't get too close."
After speaking, he took out a few more spiritual fruits and gave them to Yiner.
Mo Nan rushed into the tall pavilion with a short stride. The pavilion was very high and had a kilometer, but it was nothing to Mo Nan. The only thing to avoid was the piano rhymes.
Yiner bit the spirit fruit in the back and stepped on the piano rhyme.
Mo Nan glanced back, but he was a bit envious. The physique of the spirit race would not be harmed unless they took the initiative to attack.
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Above the corridor, suddenly a piano rhyme turned into a sword, and it slashed straight.
Mo Nan's expression froze, and the whole body was chopped down fiercely, rolling on the ground.
And Yiner was still standing there eating the spirit fruit, his eyes moved away from the spirit fruit, surprised: "Brother, you came down so soon?"
Mo Nan grinned and cut his clothes just after the blow, and a long red crack appeared on his body, almost bleeding.
Although the seven old folks of the Xi Yao tribe outside, Jin Canghai of the Jin tribe, Jin Jiaojiao and others can't get in, their consciousness can directly glance at the scene inside and see Mo Nan rolling down from upstairs Haha laughed for a while.
"Mo Nan, what do you think this place is? You can go to this piano building of Fairy Shooting Fairy?"
"It turned out he wanted to get the treasure in the piano building! But unfortunately, the treasure of the fairy shooter is not available to you, a mountain villager."
Listening to these ridicules, Mo Nan disapproved.
He looked again at the upper floors and found that the swinging rhyme changed to the second color. He suddenly smiled quietly and murmured: "It turned out that you set up Haoran array sound! Who is this to prevent?"
This kind of arrogant array sound is the most difficult to arrange in the heavenly realm, and all of them are arranged by some righteous people, such as the law enforcement ambassadors in the realm, who are very good at it.
唰
As if he had seen everything clearly, Mo Nan jumped up directly, and a strange sound suddenly broke out in his mouth, stepping on top of the piano rhyme and flying away.
Outside, Jin Jiaojiao and others were all stunned. At this moment, Mo Nan didn't think he was a person, but he rushed straight up.
Bang Bang!
Every time Mo Nan stepped in the void, he opened the diaphragm under his foot, and after just a dozen breaths, he rushed to the top of the high-rise building.
At this moment, Mo Nan also immediately saw the treasures inside.
As he expected, it was a piano!
An antique harp is placed on the piano table, and the harp does not know what material it is made of. The harps of rhyme swell from its body, but just at first glance, it feels towering. Divine power, full of great divine power.
And in front of the piano table, there was a pale white shadow, slim and handsome, and it looked as if he was stroking the piano.
"what……"
In shock, Mo Nan whispered softly: "Lightly cold!"
But as soon as his yang was swayed, the imaginary shadow seemed to be startled, and all of a sudden he drifted into the void and disappeared.
Mo Nan's heart is full of mixed flavors, all kinds of feelings came to his mind, this is not cold at all, it is just a ghostly shadow left by Fu Han once here.
His body trembled, he almost fell, and jumped in in a hurry.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the long piano!
With his entry, the rhyme of the entire city became light, and even on this floor, many rhymes opened.
Outside the city, the Xixiu and Jin practitioners were able to sweep in with divine knowledge.
"It's the piano!"
"This is definitely an artifact! Quickly, go straight into the city!"
The practitioners don't appreciate Mo Nan's feelings, they absolutely can't let Mo Nan get such a fetish.
Huh!
A lot of practitioners are trying to get in, but although those rhymes gradually fade, they still exist after all, and they ca n’t cross the city at all.
One by one, they could only tickle their teeth and watch how Mo Nan took the fetish.
"Light cold ..."
Mo Nan murmured, and in the last life, Qing Han left sadly. She came to bury the piano here. She must have thought that no one would be her friend anymore!
Suddenly, Mo Nan's eyes fell on the long piano, and he suddenly found that the beautiful word "Fu Su" was engraved on the forehead of that ancient piano.
Bang!
Mo Nan's head only felt a thunder. The word "fusu" was too familiar to him.
In the last life, as an emperor, he was given a honorary title by his master, Fu Yue! He often called himself "Mo Fusu".
Mo Nanxun stood for a while, his chest was undulating, and then he remembered that he came over to restore and repair with this guqin. As soon as he turned his sleeves, he sat directly in front of Fusu guqin, and stroked his hands gently!
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Mo Nan didn't fiddle with the strings at all, he was bombarded by a powerful piano sound, and his whole body flew backwards, hitting the wall fiercely.
Almost blasted him down from a kilometer-high tower!
"Light cold, don't you ... don't you think I am qualified to caress this piano again?"
Mo Nan struggled. He knew that this life was somewhat inherently inconsistent with the previous one. He went to Fu Su Guqin, and put the in the middle of his eyebrows in his brows.
He will use his blood!
But once the blood of the destiny is sacrificed, his whereabouts will surely be exposed, and even the mighty ones of heaven will be brought.
"Light cold! Use the piano!"
When Mo Nan pulled his hand fiercely, a drop of golden blood was drawn in his eyebrows. The blood immediately formed a strange curse, and the sound of Daolong Yin accompanied him.
Hum--
A kind of power between heaven and earth seemed to feel this blood of destiny, and there was a thunder in the sky.
Mo Nan took the blood of his fate to Fusu Guqin!
Hum! !!
In an instant, that drop of blood was directly incorporated into it!
Everything seemed to be still at this moment.
The surrounding piano rhymes are still, the piano sounds are still, and the western demon and gold monks outside the city are all still, staring blankly at all this on the piano floor.
If Mo Nan succeeds, he can have this artifact!
Even Mo Nan watched quietly, he didn't know if he could borrow the slightly cold Guqin.
Faintly, a piano sound sounded between heaven and earth.
That melodious piano sound is full of sadness, as if the musician has endured infinite sorrow before being able to play such a sad piano sound.
The word "fusu" on that forehead was slowly burning at this moment.
At the first sight of Mo Nan, the whole person was struck by lightning!
Hum--
Fusu Guqin began to burn!
It seemed as if the last piece of the piano was played, the fire was burning, and the strings were slammed ...
Burning piano!
The practitioners who were thinking of a way to rush in were also shocked.
"Oh my god, it burned!"
"Guqin is not an ordinary artifact. If it wasn't for the acquaintance, he would have set himself on fire! This Mo Nan, he is not worthy of owning that piano!
...
Mo Nan watched like this, listening, he escaped from the realm to the outside world just because he knew that Qing Han had buried a piano here. He was also sure to get this piano to help him.
However, it seems like something is wrong!
Is this fire burning or burning?
The fierce fire quickly burned the entire Guqin, and slowly, Guqin became black charcoal and ashes.
The flame finally extinguished slowly, leaving only a handful of ashes ...
I don't know where the wind blows from, a slight blow will blow away the ashes!
As if this piano never existed in this world ...