Chapter 4223: Blood Demon Assembly, see my Lord (1)

At this moment, she no longer cares about whether she will be discovered or not, urges the devil qi in her body desperately, and controls the remaining ten blood demon servants to abandon the attack on the demon sword and Xueji, and rushes towards Mu Yan.
"princess!!"
"Be careful, Her Royal Highness!!"
Xueji and Yaodao pounced desperately, blocking the blood fiend.
Mu Yan recovered from the shock just now.
In fact, she was more shocked than Yaodao and Xueji.
She wanted to turn her head to look at the old man, and listened to the hoarse voice of the old man behind her.
"His Royal Highness, please listen to me."
"My old man is not capable enough, and can no longer control the remaining blood fiends."
"But even if my life is exhausted, I will delay them for some time. Please ask Her Royal Highness to escape as soon as possible to find Lord Mozun or Elder Minwei."
Mu Yan suddenly turned around and whispered: "What did you just read? Can you say it again?"
The old man raised his head and smiled at her.
Mu Yan discovered that the old man's face was pale and haggard, much older than before.
And the spirit of the body seemed to be exhausted, and his forehead was covered with a layer of inseparable death.
He said in a dumb voice: "I didn't expect the old man to return to the priest's palace, but he would die here."
"But in my life, I can still meet Her Royal Highness, and I can come back here, even if I die."
"I just hope that Her Royal Highness the Princess can promise me one thing..."
Mu Yan would like to say, can you stop talking nonsense, and read those spells just now to me again.
But to the desperate but hopeful look of the old man, she still sighed: "You said."
"Her Royal Highness, please remember my name, my name is... Zhong Li."
Zhong Li?
Mu Yan was stunned. Why is this name familiar?
By the way, did Xueji and Molian mention Zhongli just now?
Zhong Li seems to be the master of this priest's palace, but also the entire abyss, the devil priest under one person and over ten thousand people.
The old man's name was even called Zhong Li?
Mu Yan has not recovered from the shock.
I saw the old man's chapped and pale lips again opening and closing gently, making a deep and dull voice: "Ha... Xia... Sha... Well..."
As one of the strange syllables spit out of the old man's mouth, the blood demon waiters who fought against the sword and Xueji began to slow down.
The old man's face is getting paler, and his face is aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Mu Yan can't care about the physical condition of the old man at this time. She is using her ears to carefully capture every syllable that the old man reads, as well as the magical energy and the spirit fluctuations contained in the syllable.
One syllable, two syllables, three syllables... converging into a weird music that can shock the soul.
Mu Yan suddenly opened her eyes and shouted at the old man: "Don't read it, change me!"
After that, she turned around and sat on the floor, and Tianmoqin slowly emerged.
The slender white fingers pressed against the strings, and they suddenly fluctuated.
watt--!
what--!
what--!
summer--!
sand--!
Well--!
Obviously it is just a fluctuating string, but in the air, it seems to echo the same spelling syllable as the old man pronounced.
Mu Yan was very happy.
She guessed right.
The old man pronounced a spell, and she could use the Kagura skills 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 Tian Moqin plays the Kagura tune.