Master, the way she looks at me is not right

It came in aboveboard.

The figure of himself entering the room must have been seen by the Tianyin Sect disciples who were providing services around him.

To be on the safe side, it's better to pretend for a while.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Damn it... this traitor, he won't be addicted to wearing women's clothes!

Are you reluctant to change it?

Cracked!

When I came out for a trip, I didn't enjoy any service, and even messed up this traitor?

Led by Bai Zitong, Ling Qingchen came to Han Yuxi's bedside.

Seeing the unconscious Han Yuxi lying quietly on the bed, Ling Qingchen couldn't help feeling a little bit of guilt flashing through his heart.

After all, Han Yuxi fell into such a situation because of what she said.

The witch's sleeping face looks pretty pretty!

"Take out the Fuxiqin and start playing!"

Bai Zitong brought Ling Qingchen a table for Ling Qingchen to play the piano.

According to Bai Zitong's thinking, since Ling Qingchen was able to influence so many people's emotions by relying on the music at the Fairy Music Conference just now.

The cultivation realm of so many people present has been broken through.

Surely it can help her little Yuxi, break through her inner demons, and achieve a breakthrough in her realm.

"Oh oh, good."

Ling Qingchen quickly withdrew his gaze from staring at Han Yuxi's figure, nodded and said.

Take out the Fuxiqin from the sea of ​​consciousness, and gently place it on the table.

Ling Qingchen began to search for suitable songs in his mind, the music library given by the system, that could have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

With continuous searching, a suitable piece of music immediately caught Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Requiem, can make people feel at ease, and have a calming effect on the soul.

It can be used to treat Han Yuxi's demons.

"Senior Zitong, this junior can help Miss Yuxi by playing a requiem, do you think it's okay?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong seriously, and asked.

It's better to ask Bai Zitong's opinion first.

In case something goes wrong at that time, she can also take the blame together.

[307.Chapter 307 Innate Lihuo Dao Body! Enter her world! (Seeking a silver ticket!)]

【Ding!Trigger task: The host is the nemesis of demons, please help Han Yuxi overcome the demons and help her wake up! 】

??【Mission Difficulty: Hell Level! 】

??【Mission Reward: Innate Lihuo Dao Body! 】

The system's cold prompt sounded suddenly in Ling Qingchen's mind.

A look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

This... the heart demon nemesis?

The system just opened its mouth and came!

When did I become the demon nemesis again?

"Look at the bomb!

I don't know much about music either. "

Bai Zitong said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"If you play badly, will you be responsible?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong worriedly and asked.

Bai Zitong: "???"

This nasty brat, even before he even started trying, is he already ready to throw the blame away?

"Of course I will.

If my little Yuxi is turned into a vegetable by you brat, you will be responsible for taking care of her for the rest of her life. "

Bai Zitong spoke uprightly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This is this...

The care I want for a lifetime is not this kind of care!

"Then it is cured, will there be a reward?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong curiously and asked.

If there are benefits, then Ling Qingchen is naturally willing to bear the risk.

Bai Zitong: "..."

"We are so familiar, you still ask me for a reward?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Bai Zitong's eyes and said.

This brat is a white-eyed wolf, right?

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"I just hope that the dirty money relationship between us can be maintained."

Ling Qingchen said with a serious face.

Bai Zitong: "..."

When you see money, you see money, and you make so many excuses.

"what do you want?"

Bai Zitong rolled his eyes angrily and said.

"A favor."

Ling Qingchen said softly.

Bai Zitong: "..."

"can."

Bai Zitong nodded slightly and said.

For her, this is not a big deal.

Even if Ling Qingchen asked her to kill, set fire, burn, kill and plunder, it didn't matter.

She is a Demon Sect, doing these things does not violate the principle at all.

"it is good."

Ling Qingchen nodded slightly.

Immediately, both hands lightly touched the Fuxiqin, ready to start playing the Requiem, to help Han Yuxi defeat her inner demons.

"Host, wait, this girl, she is no ordinary demon!

I'm afraid playing this Requiem, not only won't work, but it will backfire! "

The sound of Fuxi's zither instrument suddenly sounded in Ling Qingchen's mind.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

"Not an ordinary heart demon?

Aren't you an ordinary piano?

Could it be that you still can't beat it? "

A trace of deep doubts flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes, and he said.

Fuxi Qinqi Ling: "..."

"Can't win."

Fuxi Qinqiling scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Then what should we do?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Fuxi Qin Qi Ling helplessly and asked.

Even Fuxiqin couldn't solve the inner demons, what could he do?

Co-authoring this mission is really hell-level, isn't it?

"This... I don't know too well.

Anyway, the sound of Fuxiqin is useless to this girl.

It is even very likely to disturb the girl's mind, thus causing some irreversible and dangerous consequences. "

Fuxi Qinqi Ling said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"I seem to have read an ancient formula in a certain book.

It is said to burn some precious spices, and the fragrance emitted by these spices.

It can effectively clear the mind and calm the mind.

You said, if this fuxiqin is burned, will it emit fragrance and have some effect on her? "

Ling Qingchen asked curiously.

Burning with the material of Fuxiqin should taste different from ordinary wood.

Fuxi's musical instrument spirit: "???"

I knock, what kind of host is this?

In order to save a woman, you actually want to burn me?

This is a typical obscenity!

Do you know how many people out there are trying to get me!

"Host, you really make me sad.

How dare you sacrifice me for this woman!

I never thought that my mighty thousand-year-old cerebral thrombosis would not be able to hold your host's heart. "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, a deep sadness suddenly appeared in Fuxi's Qinqiling eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Good guy!

Millennium cerebral thrombosis is okay.

"Then what shall we do?

Think about it, is there any ancient recipe. "

Ling Qingchen hurriedly opened his mouth and urged.

I am in a hurry to complete the task!