Vulcan, you got it

In just three days, Yuqing actually delivered Fuxiqin to Chongli.

The body of the piano is made of white jade, the strings are made of silk knots, and the whole body glows with light pink light, without too many pendants, revealing an eye-catching soft beauty in its elegance.

There is no extravagance and flamboyance, let alone coquettish beauty. The beauty that can really confuse people's minds is plain and elegant. This kind of beauty is enough to make people fall into the defenseless and unable to extricate themselves.

Among the ancient artifacts, the power of Fuxiqin is the most strange, it can be said that it is immeasurable.The mysterious power that dominates the minds of all things is enough to turn all deadlocks into victory.

However, this special power has been almost lost after the death of its owner.

It has supreme power, but no one can use it. Fuxiqin, which was originally ranked first in the divine weapon, has fallen to the bottom instead.

If there is anyone in this world who can control the Fuxiqin, it is only Chong Li.

It's a pity that even Chong Li only knows a little bit about it.

The only song he knows is Wang Chuan.Fuxi once said at the beginning that this piece of music can indeed make people forget a memory, but it achieves the goal by stimulating the love in the heart of the person performing the operation and confusing the soul.

While forgetting the memory, you will be unable to control the love in your heart, and the feelings that could have been suppressed will become straightforward instead.

However, it doesn't matter, Ming Jin's mind is too easy to understand, on this point, Chong Li has absolute confidence.

Ming Jin is still in a coma, taking advantage of this moment is the best opportunity.

The fuxiqin fell safely, and Chongli fiddled casually, and the clear and long-lasting sound of the piano resounded throughout the hall in an instant.

He sat on the ground, with long hair hanging behind his back and scattered on the white jade, with a slight side profile, with a focused expression, his slender and white fingers caressed the strings of the piano.

Under the light, there is a faint pink, dreamy and soft color.

The sound of beating fingertips is ethereal and ethereal, like a real silk thread, spreading outwards a little bit, spiraling up, jumping with the ups and downs of the tone, outlining a beautiful artistic conception of purity and freedom.

You don't need to listen with your ears, and you don't need to be clear-headed, because the sound of the piano is an unspeakable movement that reaches directly to the bottom of your heart, and it touches the deep feelings of people's hearts.

It seems that what is plucked between the fingers is not the strings of the piano, but the heartstrings hidden in the depths.

The end of the song is earlier than Wangchuan.

Recklessly manipulating an artifact that does not belong to oneself requires not only double divine power, but also double backlash.

Even Chong Li was in a daze for a while.

Especially...he glanced lightly at the palm of his hand, it was almost undetectable and slightly flushed...

Withdrawing his gaze, without changing his expression, Chong Li got up and walked towards the bed, and he didn't see the fleeting jade-colored figure behind him while he was twirling his clothes.

Although Ming Jin had been in a coma for a long time, she was actually fine.

Inheriting Vulcan, releasing the forbidden fire technique, and being in the center of the spell...

It sounds like either one is enough to make Ming Jin die a few times.

However, in fact, Ming Jin was just exhausted in divine power and suffered backlash. The two most deadly points did not pose a threat for some reason.Coupled with Su Huan's presence, if his life is still in danger, then Su Huan should apologise with death.

Therefore, he continued to be in a coma. Firstly, Chongli was overly worried about his body and wanted him to recover completely; secondly, he took time to let Ling Ye cover up the matter in Jiuchongtian. After all, Mingjin can't let Mingjin know about him. In the middle of the demon world.

He didn't fully wake up until Ling Ye cleaned up Jiuli Palace and Chong Li took Mingjin back to Jiuchongtian.

It was like having a long, long dream, and the people in the dream were all vague, but I was like a complete bystander.But obviously they didn't participate in it, but they would worry and worry together, and even feel a little pain in the bottom of their hearts, with inexplicable pain after pulling and pulling.

When I opened my eyes, my eyes were still a little blurry, and I couldn't tell whether the dream was real or not.

It was only when his eyes were no longer distracted that he saw the figure sitting by the bed, which was both familiar and unfamiliar. The man seemed to be looking at the scroll in his hand seriously. The curvature of the jaw is also just right.

After staring for a long time, the man seemed to be aware of it, and when he turned his head to look over, there was a flash of surprise in his purple eyes, followed by a deep and sweet voice: "Xiao Jin, are you awake?"

The voice was very familiar, and it seemed that he had heard these words many times before. Ming Jin nodded instinctively, his head was a little confused.

The man put down the scroll, helped Ming Jin up and let him lean against the bed, the whole movement was smooth, meticulous and gentle.

Ming Jin closed his eyes and combed them carefully. His originally slow thinking gradually became clearer, and the face of this person finally matched up with the person in his mind. After confirming that it was correct, he opened his eyes. Said: "Master...Father."

Xu Shi hasn't spoken for a long time, his voice is a little hoarse, and the words are vague.

Chong Li was slightly taken aback, although what he said was vague, it was true, it was not Chong Li, but Master.

He took a serious look at Ming Jin's expression again, his calm look did not seem to be fake, if he still remembered that matter, he would not be so indifferent, so it is said that Fuxiqin did play a role.

But, why, Ming Jin's eyes changed...

You can look directly at him without dodging subconsciously, and you don't have the obsession that you try to hide but always reveal unintentionally.

Bright black eyes, clear to the bottom, even politely alienated.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, but nothing showed on his face, Chong Li smiled faintly and asked gently: "How does your body feel?"

When asked by him, his head seemed to hurt more. Ming Jin rubbed his forehead, frowned and said: "My head still hurts, but it's not that bad." After speaking, he seemed a little surprised, and immediately added: " Thank you Master for your concern."

As soon as he said this, Chong Li almost immediately confirmed what he was thinking, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and said, "Let's sleep a little longer."

The headache eased, and Ming Jin finally saw the surrounding environment clearly. The unfamiliar decoration was not the Fire Feather Hall. He hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Ming Jin is fine, and I have disturbed Master these days." Jin treats outsiders with a polite attitude.

Eyes narrowed dangerously, Chong Li did not speak for a long time.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, for some reason, some dared not look at Chong Li, Ming Jin struggled for a long time, but decided to go back to Huo Ling Palace first, or feel comfortable at home.

Thinking that he was going to get out of bed here, and the moment he lifted the quilt, he was a little embarrassed. It was nothing more than sleeping on a biren bed, but he was still dressed like this... The neckline was open to his lower abdomen, and most of his chest was exposed.

Moreover, the size of this dress is obviously not my size...could it be Master's?What a shame to throw it home!

He hurriedly closed his open clothes, not aware that Chong Li's gaze on him became more and more intense, he just felt a little ashamed, and wanted to get dressed and go home, after tossing for a long time, he finally thought of something, and hurriedly raised his head and said: "Master , I'll change my clothes first, can you please avoid it?"

"Okay." Chong Li looked away, his expression was difficult to distinguish, he turned and left, the arc of his clothes brought a faint coolness.

Staring blankly at him going out, Ming Jin was a little dazed, why did he feel that Master was angry?Why does it feel a little uncomfortable to see his back... He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Could it be that he is still in a dream?That kind of inexplicable feeling.

The sound of the palace door closing brought him back to his senses, there was no one there at the moment, he had to change his clothes quickly and leave.

The moment he stretched out his hand to take off his pajamas, that strong sense of familiarity struck again, and there seemed to be an inexplicable conversation in his ears——

"Hey, your clothes are too big, I don't want to wear them."

"It's okay, Xiao Jin looks good in anything."

"Don't be complacent, when I become an adult, I will definitely be taller than you!"

"If you want to grow taller, you need to exercise more."

"You don't need to tell me! Of course I know."

"Then, as a teacher, I will reluctantly take you to exercise?"

"Well……"

... A faint warmth welled up in my heart, and before I could savor it carefully, a strong tumbling pain rushed to my forehead.Ming Jin tightly covered his head, blank flashes flashed by, the pain that was almost screaming, surged more and more violently, and when he really couldn't suppress it, he suddenly retreated.

However, the thing buried in the deepest part of my heart and wrapped in a cloud of black mist has completely become an untouchable taboo.

Chong Li didn't go far, but he didn't dare to stay there for even a quarter of an hour.

Ever since he met Ming Jin for the first time, he was used to being stared at purely by this young man, as well as the clumsy real feelings that he tried to conceal but always showed inadvertently...

He always thought that Ming Jin's mind was very clear and there was no need to question it.

But just now, under the gaze of those surprisingly clear eyes, for the first time in his life, he was overwhelmed by a strong anger!

No one knows the meaning of that song better than him.

Ming Jin had indeed forgotten what he saw in the Kunlun Mirror, and no longer hated him.

However, they ignored him directly!

On the contrary, this feeling was even harder to bear than when Ming Jin stabbed him fiercely back then.

Maybe, it's just because Mingjin just woke up, and her thoughts are still a little fuzzy.

After all, after being in a coma for so many days, it is normal for him to be unable to react to a series of accidents...

The alienated and indifferent expression flashed again, Chong Li looked straight ahead, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Even if Mingjin really forgot!He will also remind him of it!

Although the headache was splitting, but the body was full of strength, without the slightest discomfort.And as long as you don't think about it deeply, the headache will gradually subside. Ming Jin thinks he has grasped the pattern, and finally returns to the Huo Ling Palace comfortably.

Stepping into the gate of the palace, the spirits came out one after another, as if they hadn't seen him back for a long time, they chattered about trivial matters one by one like a chatterbox.Ming Jin listened absent-mindedly, her left ear went in and her right ear went out, she seemed to be listening seriously, but in fact she just nodded.

After talking like this for a long time, someone announced that it was Yuqing's visit.

Hearing this name at first, Ming Jin was inexplicably happy, and hurried to greet him outside the hall.