Text Chapter 225: The Shock of the Piano Sound

At night, the sky is full of stars.

The bonfire swayed gently under the cold wind. A simple tent was built under the rock wall. Some hay was placed on the bottom of the tent, but it didn't seem to help. This Qiankun bag is really hard work, without it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to carry so many things.

It's just that the quilt is a little thin, and it's impossible to rely on it to keep out the cold, and the tent is also quite dilapidated, with seven or eight holes on it, and the cold wind blows in.

Qin Yin took off her little boots and sat in the tent with a quilt in her arms. Looking at the flickering fire outside, she said with a smile, "Brother Ah Yu, it's cold outside. Come in quickly. Keeping the flame alive will scare away most of you." spirit beast."

"Um."

Lin Muyu added a few more thick firewood, then opened the door of the tent, and walked in with the cold wind, but still looked outside with frowning eyebrows, as if still worried.

Qin Yin couldn't help laughing, and asked, "What are you worried about?"

"Xunlong Forest is not an ordinary forest..." Lin Muyu laughed at himself, and said, "Last time when Wei Qiu, Xia Housang and others went hunting in the depths of Xunlong Forest, I was almost killed by a spirit beast. He was hunted down to death, but now that I think about it, I still feel terrified, I have to be extra careful to spend the night in the Dragon Hunting Forest, those spirit beasts are smarter than each other."

Qin Yin smiled lightly: "But you also said that it is in the depths of the Xunlong Forest, and we are only on the edge of the Xunlong Forest, so how strong spirit beasts can appear? The habitat range of spirit beasts is fixed. For 'territories', if there are no major incidents, the spirit beasts will definitely not leave their territory, brother, you understand this kind of habit."

"Um."

Lin Muyu touched his nose and said with a smile: "It should be because I was scared to be chased and killed by the Sky Beast that time..."

"Sky Beast?"

Qin Yin suddenly opened her bright eyes: "You...have you met the Sky Beast?"

"Well, if it wasn't for the appearance of this celestial beast, I'm afraid Han Shao wouldn't have died before our eyes..."

"When did it happen?"

"The second time I hunted 6,000-year-old light-type spiritual stones for you and gave them to Yuchiyan to cast long swords." Lin Muyu leaned on the hard pillow, raised his arms behind his head, and said with a sigh: "Then It is a 13,000-year-old Sky Beast, we are not opponents at all, and it is luck to escape alive that time."

"My God, the ten thousand-year-old Sky Beast...that's a legendary holy beast..." Qin Yin was slightly annoyed, and said, "I didn't know about this at all, it must be the idea of ​​the bastard supervisor Che Qiong. , Hmph, when I return to Zetian Palace, I must ask the teacher to punish me!"

"No need."

Lin Muyu tilted his head to look at her, and said, "Xiao Yin, the mission of the Royal Guards is to protect the safety of the Zetian Temple, and the duty of the Eagle Guards is to provide the royal family with some precious spirit stones. Che Qiong ordered the Eagle Nest Camp to hunt You may not know the matter, but the emperor must know, so you don't need to pursue this matter, it's over anyway."

Qin Yin was taken aback, she moved her delicate body lightly, looked at Lin Muyu with beautiful eyes full of apology, like a little girl who did something wrong, and whispered: "Brother Ah Yu, forgive father...he It's Dijun, and he was sitting on Dijun's throne when he gave the order, I believe he didn't mean to disregard your life..."

"Ok, I know."

Lin Muyu smiled slightly: "I know the rules of this world, and I will learn to obey them, but Xiaoyin, if you become the emperor in the future, will you be so indifferent to life?"

Qin Yin shook her head vigorously: "No, I promise!"

"Ah That's good."

Lin Muyu closed his eyes, and said: "Then from now on... on your way to become emperor, whoever is your enemy will be against me, Lin Muyu... I promise, I will support you with all my strength until you become the emperor The day you become king."

"Will you be there the day I become king?" Qin Yin asked quietly.

"Yes, I will." Lin Muyu nodded.

"Well, that's good..." Qin Yin gently held Lin Muyu's palm, put it on her snowy face, closed her eyes, and said, "I hope we can be like this forever...don't be tarnished by power our relationship……"

"Will not."

"Um……"

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Not long after, Qin Yin fell into a dream, still holding Lin Muyu's left hand in her arms, holding it tightly, sleeping peacefully, as if she was a beautiful elf born in this jungle, making people fascinated and intoxicated by it.

When it was almost early morning, it was still dark outside, and Lin Muyu fell asleep.

The bonfire crackled and burned the last wood, leaving only a wisp of blue smoke floating in the mountains.

"Hoo hoo..."

In the distance, the pack of wolves bared their teeth, mucus dripped from their mouths slowly, and their brown eyes fixed on the simple tent. From their point of view, it was a delicious meal.

The wolf's eyes were faintly golden. It already possessed spirituality. It let out a low growl and looked into the distance. Its eyes were full of greed. It could sense that the two people in the tent were faintly carrying spiritual energy. This pair It is even more like a delicious meal. Spiritual beasts devouring human bodies with cultivation bases can also greatly improve and speed up their lifespan and cultivation bases.

Lifespan is just a criterion for evaluating the strength of spirit beasts. A 10,000-year-old spirit beast may not necessarily live for 10,000 years. Perhaps 3,000 of the 10,000 years are provided by human power.

"Roar……"

The first wolf roared suddenly, and led 30+ wolves to gallop down the mountain and headed straight for the tent.

...

In his sleep, Lin Muyu's spiritual pulse technique fluctuated violently. He woke up suddenly, quickly withdrew his hand, and shook Qin Yin's fragrant shoulder: "Xiao Yin, don't sleep, there are spirit beasts attacking us, hurry up! .”

"Um!"

Qin Yin sat up quickly, put on the little boots, and at the same time took out a blue interspatial bag from her waist, and with a "swipe", took out a delicate seven-string Yaoqin.

"What are you doing with the zither?" Lin Muyu asked in amazement: "The ones attacking us are a group of swift wolves, do you want to smash them to death with the zither?"

Qin Yin chuckled: "You will know later."

"All right……"

Lin Muyu raised his sword and came out of the tent, and a pack of wolves from a distance had already rushed over, 30+ of them, aggressive, the head wolf was a fast wolf with golden light on the tip of its fur, it looked very different, with three lines on top of its head Jinwen is a 3,000-year spirit beast, while the rest of the Xunwolves have a life span of 100-2,000, which is not too strong.

The Dragon Spirit Sword groaned softly, as if cheering for the upcoming killing.

At this time, Qin Yin also came to Lin Muyu holding the seven-stringed Yaoqin, surrounded by fighting spirit, and the milky-white fighting spirit suddenly floated in front of her eyes like a light mist. Holding the seven-stringed Yaoqin, Qin Yin stood gracefully In front of Yaoqin, strands of golden god-binding spirits linger around her graceful body like a golden curtain. Although Qin Yin is dressed in a simple girly attire, she looks like a fairy coming to the human world. This kind of temperament and momentum is not comparable to that of ordinary women.

"Brother Ah Yu, don't do anything, watch me."

Qin Yin confidently stood out her chest. She is not very old but has already developed extremely well. The pair of peaks looked like they were about to tear apart their clothes. Lin Muyu couldn't help but take another look. The spirit pulse technique controls the mind.

"Ho Ho..."

A few giant wolves rushed over with roars, each of them opened their mouths wide open, and already made a gesture of pounce.

At this moment, Qin Yin suddenly raised her hand, and a sharp zither sound passed by, and with the power of the God-binding Martial Soul, it turned into a golden sound wave and went straight to Xunlang!

"Bang bang bang..."

The noise continued, and the three Xun wolves screamed and died in the wilderness, without even the strength to fight back!

Qin Yin smiled sweetly at Lin Muyu, raised her bare hand again, and flew out again with a golden sound wave, the sound of the piano was sharp, and quickly killed 4 fast wolves. According to this trend, Lin Muyu really didn't need to do anything at all, just Qin Yin alone People can handle this group of fast wolves.

"This... Is this what Qu Lao said?" Lin Muyu asked with a smile while supporting the long sword.

"Um."

Qin Yin nodded, kept moving her hands, and said with a slight smile: "As a princess and tutor, Qu Lao created this kind of sonic attack martial art based on the power characteristics of the God-Binding Lock Martial Soul and the ingenuity of the Magic Sound Fist. The power of the God-binding lock is mixed with the sound, and the lethality it can cause will be greatly improved."

"Yes..." Lin Muyu admired secretly. As the number one martial spirit in the world, Bound Godsuo's powerful attack power is indeed unmatched by other martial spirits. The offensive route, I am afraid that under the Binding God Lock, they will definitely not be able to fight for three rounds. This is probably the reason why each has its own strengths.

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Soon, the 30+ fast wolves were almost solved by Qin Yin in minutes, and the first wolf was also injured by the impact of the sound wave, and was limping and was about to walk. Qin Yin hugged Yaoqin and said with a smile: " Brother Ah Yu, catch up with this 3,000-year-old Jinyan Xun wolf, Xiao Yin wants to tame it and make it a pet!"

"good!"

Lin Muyu chased after him with his sword in hand, falling to the ground step by step like a meteor, the Jin Yanxun wolf couldn't run him without being injured, let alone with a lame leg.

"Scrub..."

Gourd vines glowing with golden light broke through the ground and quickly entangled the body of the Golden Rock Swift Wolf. It howled miserably, danced with its feet, and tore apart a few vines, but Lin Muyu had already arrived in front of him. Lifting the hilt of the sword, it fell heavily on Jin Yanxunlang's forehead.

"Boom!"

It became honest all of a sudden, it whimpered and collapsed in the gourd vine, begging for mercy from Lin Muyu and Qin Yin like a puppy, making Qin Yin chuckle: "Don't worry, we won't kill you, I just want you to come with us!"

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