I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"That's right, anyway, you are in front of everything, I just need to wave the flag and shout at the back, and be a detective."

The little fat man smiled.

Although he knows a lot of secret techniques and experience, it is not necessarily as good as Yang Chen for him to fight.

Sometimes professionals have to do professional things.

As the spirit of Jiuding Qi, he rushes out to be a thug, what kind of words does it sound like to fight and kill people?

The two continued to drive in this sea of ​​kamikaze.

Speaking of which, the oppression in this sea of ​​kamikaze is indeed too strong compared to the outside, and it cannot fly yet.

Moreover, the sand continuously absorbs the moisture and strength from the cultivator's body.

It is a big test for the cultivator's own skill and spirit stone medicine reserve.

therefore.

On the way forward, I occasionally met a few monster practitioners who were also hunting for treasures, and they were also on guard against each other, and they would not approach each other easily.

"Boom!"

At this time, the sound of terrifying air waves sounded in the distance, and a golden light flew across the sky with an extremely terrifying momentum.

And a black tornado kept chasing the golden light and moving forward.

"Flash!"

Yang Chen shrank his pupils, grabbed the little fat man, and frantically moved towards the desert hills on the left.

The figure in the golden light is probably no less than a golden immortal, otherwise there is no way to break free from the shackles of the law in this sea of ​​gods and winds.

As for the black tornado, it is not known whether it is a powerful creature in the sea of ​​kamikaze or a natural disaster.

Anyway, it gave Yang Chen a bad feeling.

It's not a fun thing to be able to run wildly after the strong Jinxian, and still rely on their path.

Regardless of whether it is an opponent or not, first avoid it and see what it is before talking.

"Ow...!"

A huge roar came from the tornado, and a transparent and thick sound wave penetrated the space, vibrating and buzzing the entire desert.

Even Yang Chen felt uncomfortable when he heard it, so he quickly cast a body protection spell to block this sound wave that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

At the same time, the golden light flying in the sky seemed to be disturbed by this sound wave, or the sound wave itself was directed at him.

Flying crookedly in the air, like drunk, completely without the speed that swept everything before.

In an instant, a huge, incomparably pitch-black claw stretched out with a thick black mist, which was a thousand meters long, at an extremely fast speed, and it grabbed the golden light in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the golden light was broken by the black mist on the claws, and the strong man inside also revealed his true colors.

It was a huge golden giant eagle, with jagged flame patterns on the edges of its wings.

"This kamikaze thing is really annoying!"

The golden giant eagle made a sound, pushed the secret technique, and dodged in the air one after another.

While dodging, he opened his mouth and released huge air blades, which penetrated the space barrier in the blink of an eye, and hit the giant black claws behind him.

Under the obstruction of the air blade, he narrowly escaped the pursuit of the giant claw.

"Buzz!"

A stream of black mist filled the giant black claws to stop the air blade, and swept around with a terrifying tornado again, as if he would not stop until he caught the giant golden eagle.

Seeing this, fierce fear flashed in the pupils of the golden giant eagle, not daring to fight recklessly, and pushed the bloodline and talent law again, and the pair of wings expanded invisibly.

Immediately, he flapped his wings, turned into a golden thread and sank into the air, and flew towards the northern exit of Kamikaze Sea.

"Report to Team Zhang, the C-level target No. 13 has been resolved, and it was dealt with by a "young man" around, and it was completely broken."

The bald man walked into the house, seeing the big mouth that was split in two, his pupils shrank.

"Oh…"

Team Zhang on the other side of the phone was a little surprised, "He killed No. 13, ranked C-level, with a watermelon knife, and he didn't use an instrument that fits the soul of the instrument..."

"That's right, and the weapon soul imprint on him is something that has never appeared before..."

Seeing the mark on Qin Fan's arm, the bald man paused and said.

"Audio!"

"Sound???...Are you sure?"

Team Zhang was obviously surprised.

"I think if I'm not blind, I'm not mistaken. It's the appearance of playing musical instruments that only existed a hundred years ago before the day changed, and it played a song I've never heard before..."

"Target No. 13 was destroyed by this song and destroyed the negative magnetic field..."

"Now people are sleeping in the room because of the power buffing and mental exhaustion, and there is a negative magnetic field smell left by some kind of high-level monster on their body."

"Do you want to take them back together for inspection and processing, in case they are caught?"

After a moment of silence, Team Zhang said.

"Don't disturb this person for the time being, such a rare Liezi is listed as a key observation object..."

"When the time is right, I will come forward..."

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, the bald young man stared at the sleeping Qin Fan for a while, took out a bottle of spray and started cleaning up the room.

"Fuck!"

Water dripped into the oil pan in the room, and the corpse left behind by the big mouth began to shrink violently under the action of the spray, and gradually began to melt and dissipate like butter.

At the same place, only a section of blackened sharp teeth remained in Dazuigui's huge body.

All of a sudden, a dim light of a finger flowed out from under this tooth like a fish, swayed across the floor, and burrowed into the imprint on Qin Fan's wrist.

The bald young man in charge of the room was picking up the teeth on the ground with a pair of tweezers at this time, and did not notice this situation.

……

The next day, in Yicheng, the sun rose as usual, cast through the window, and shone on Qin Fan's face on the floor.

"Well, I slept so comfortably..."

Yawning heavily, Qin Fan stretched, rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground, then subconsciously looked towards the room.

The room was neat and tidy, except that there seemed to be a hole in the middle of the broken sofa.

"Wait, did I forget something..."

Qin Fan shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and the scenes that happened in the room last night resurfaced again.

"Last night, a guy with a big mouth and long tongue ran out of the bathroom sewer and wanted to eat me, but I hacked him to death with a watermelon knife!"

"Also, is the bald man who opened the door at the end a human or a ghost??"

"By the way, the key is that the sound imprint on my hand seems to be activated..."

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, subconsciously stretched out his left hand to touch the sound imprint, and a stream of consciousness merged into his mind.

That is a lot of music and songs from the previous life brought by time travel, including all types and familiar theme songs.

It's only now that the more impressive song "Superstar in Troubled Times" is lit up.

If the tool soul imprint can be activated, there is no need to worry anymore! "

Qin Fan thought secretly.

"Also, does it mean that I have embarked on a completely different path from other "instrument soul musicians"..."

"Hey, but this is a good thing for me. You don't need to use musical instruments to call for auras to directly affect monsters."

The smog in Qin Fan's heart was swept away, and turned into a yearning for future life.

After a quick wash, he rummaged through the house again, took his wallet and two books, and went out quickly.

There is no need to be afraid of the entrance exam of Tianlan Conservatory of Music in one month.

At this time, the female teacher was still giving lectures seriously.

"A hundred years ago, a master once said that the way to deal with magic and ghosts is to use magic..."

"Awaken the soul of the instrument, and then learn music and become a musician..."

"However, it is not bad to have one awakened weapon soul in a hundred of ordinary people, and the awakened weapon soul may not be suitable for fighting..."

Wearing a white one-inch shirt, Joey, a class [-] teacher of the Department of Physical Education and Music, was eloquent in front of the blackboard.

Below is a group of college students listening carefully and looking at the blackboard to write and draw.

Ha, hoo..."

Until a snort comes, and it grows louder

Joey froze while lecturing, turned around, and the blackboard in his hand flew out like clouds and flowing water.

"Boom..."

"Hey, teacher, it hurts so much, why did you lose me again?"

The students who heard the movement were giggling, and Qin Fan, who fell asleep because of the fusion of memory, touched his head hit by the blackboard with an innocent face.

"I'm ashamed to say, Qin Fan, why are you sleeping in class again and snoring again? Did you go somewhere to steal cows last night?"

"I've said it all, don't give up on yourself, there is always a way, although there is no example of your weapon soul so far..."

Seeing that Joey was about to chant scriptures for a while, Qin Fan's complexion changed and he quickly stood up, driven by the instinctive reaction inherited from the former owner of his body.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm going to stand at the door of the classroom and reflect on myself..."

"go Go…"

Joey, who was just about to give advice, was obviously upset when his student interrupted him.

I just saw that Qin Fan had already walked to the door of the classroom, and saw his pale, bloodless appearance, and his footsteps were weak, as if he was about to fall in the next moment.

With a sigh in his heart, Joey remembered what happened not long ago when he tested the "Spirit of Instruments", so he let him go.

"Thank you teacher!"

Qin Fan yawned heavily, walked to the door of the classroom, and dozed off again as soon as he leaned against the wall, obviously exhausted to the extreme.

The reason for this is that his body is extremely lacking in vitality, and the various memories in his mind are in the fusion stage, which consumes energy.

It's not that he doesn't want to go to class.

"Jingle Bell……"

When the school bell rang, many students left the classroom and headed towards the dormitory and the place where they lived not far from the school.

As for Qin Fan, he woke up in a daze, and walked along the street outside the college towards the residential area according to the memory of the former owner.