: 2562 Want a heavenly piano? Ok, I will give it to you! (One)

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Today's Tianmo Qin, whoever sees it, will know that this is a valuable baby.
Xue Minglang couldn't help but pick it up and slowly stretched out and pressed it on the strings.
The strings make a squeaking sound, crisp and sweet.
The accident happened at this moment.
The colorful light shone from the piano and turned into a burst of fireworks.
Xue Minglang didn't even have time to react to what happened.
The long-standing instinct made him feel extremely dangerous.
He didn't even think about it, he took the man's hand out of his hand and blocked it on his chest.
Hey -!
This is the sound that the sharp edge penetrates the heart.
When the light was gone, Xue Minglang slowly lowered his head and saw himself in front of him. He was penetrated by the hand of a heart with a transparent long sword, and the pupil suddenly shrank.
This time, the third-order men of the embarrassing period, even the shackles did not scream, they screamed.
The fear of the rest of the robbery came to my heart.
The transparent long sword shook and screamed and flew back to Muyan’s hands, and changed back to the Heavenly Magic.
Xue Minglang slowly spit out a sigh of relief, and when he came back, his face was violent with a root, and the boundless anger made him growl and scream. "Jun Muyan, you dare to play me again and again, really Is my Xue family bully?"
"Kill-!!" He waved his hand and yelled at the Xue family below. "If you kill me, if the people of the Qilin team dare to resist, they will all be scrapped. With Murong Xuena." Deaf people, don't let go!!"
Xue Minglang’s voice just fell.
Suddenly, in the distant sky, there was a voice with murder and anger.
"Xue Minglang, why don't you miss my granddaughter, you talk about it!!"
Murong Xue raised his head and looked at the sky incredulously.
In the twinkling of an eye, a sword like a meteor usually cuts through the sky and falls in the courtyard of the Xue family.
"Sister, sister, you are fine!!"
Murong slammed the flying sword and immediately rushed toward Murong Xue, his face full of anxiety.
When he got close, he saw Murong Xue’s pale face, the crumbling body, and the scars that had not healed on his face.
The look changed immediately. "Little snow, what's wrong with you? Why are you so hurt? Xue family, these have done something to you..."
His words have not been finished yet, and they have come to an abrupt end.
Originally wanted to grab the hands of Murong Xue's hands, holding an empty sleeve, stiff in the air.
"Little snow, sister, you... your hand... how is your hand?!"
Murong Xue's eyes were red, his voice was dumb, but his face opened with a smile. "Brother, I personally took Xue Huailu and took his life. With one of my hands, I changed my happiness and freedom. I think Enough."
Murong’s eyes were red.
The man with seven feet of arrogance, holding his sleeves, turned his back and rubbed his back, suppressing the crying of his chest.
"Brother, I can practice a sword with one hand..."
Murong can no longer hold back, holding a person, hot tears, dripping into her neck, "I'm sorry, sorry, Xiaoxue, it's too useless for my brother, it's our Murong family too!"
Murong Xue blinked and tears fell.
But her face has a shallow smile.
On the other side, Xue Minglang looked at the Murong family and showed a violent and unsatisfactory expression. "Murong Yan, what do you mean by this?! I just cured the blood for you. Are you repaying my Xue family?"