Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother Chapter 1635: : gentle melody
"Daddy, brother, be careful!" he shouted a reminder.
After he was safe, he was looking at the score left by Jade Soul to see if he could make a breakthrough?
Long Yetian's eyes suddenly turned cold when he heard it. He turned around quickly, his awe-inspiring figure quickly turned around in place, and a fierce golden light in his hand seemed to be pulled up from the flat ground, like a tidal wave, which was blocked in an instant. A rain of arrows galloping out.
Under the naked eye, suddenly, sharp and highly poisonous arrows were shot down in various places in an instant, and some even flew back and directly stabbed the archers on the roof and the ground.
Hearing the muffled groan, Long Yetian's eyes flashed a sneering smile. Just relying on the secret guards of the Lingwang Mansion, he wanted to kill Long Yetian, which is simply a dream.
When Long Yetian didn't make a move, he was waiting for the other party to repent a little bit. If the other party didn't repent, when he made a move, it would be the time of his death, and he would never show mercy.
He's given a lot of life to life, but they see his kindness as an inch of ambition.
Ling Wang is one of them. After solving the Spirit King tonight, the news here will not reach the wood king's ears. I want to deal with him inside and outside, and dream!
He lived a new life, and his eyes became brighter than before.
"Ah!" After Jin Guang was removed, Lin Ziyi was simply in awe of his father's cultivation.
Such a wave of air is like moving mountains and overturning the sea, and if it is more coercive, it is enough to overwhelm a tenth-level cultivation base.
Look, in the daytime, he and his brother desperately ran away, and Dad solved it with one move. How could he not be shocked by this gap?
Lin Zichen also looked at Daddy with admiration. One day, he will be able to have such a supreme cultivation like Daddy.
Every time he is injured in battle, it can stimulate his fighting spirit for cultivation. Every time he encounters a master, he will find out where his weaknesses are faster?
This is the experience of every battle, allowing him to survive multiple times in extreme situations every time.
Looking at the large number of dark guards rushing up in the garden, his big eyes as beautiful as gems were instantly filled with chills.
The deadly soul-locking whip in his hand was swung out instantly like electricity.
He could clearly feel that the latter group of people in black were not as strong as the former group.
Part of it, he combines magic power and spiritual power, and can also deal with one or two, which can reduce the consumption of dad's physical strength.
"Chen'er, be careful!" Long Yetian looked at his son's astonishing attack, the silver whip in the night, as strange and unpredictable as a dragon, he quickly warned.
"Dad, don't worry about Chen'er." Answering the challenge while answering to his father.
The continuous fighting power did not make him out of breath, but because of the fusion of magic power, he became more and more brave in battle.
Long Yetian gave him a relieved look, turned around, and concentrated on dealing with the men in black who poured in again.
He wants to see how much power the Spirit King has secretly hidden.
As long as these strengths are discovered one by one, the Spirit King will be left with himself.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the spirit king's eyes dimmed little by little.
Long Ye's ability, even if he has not fully recovered, so many masters, in his hands, are still as simple as cutting vegetables.
Just when the spirit king was in a thousand thoughts, under the dark night sky, in the ruins, there was an elegant and jerky sound of the flute.
Although Lin Ziyi couldn't understand the meaning of those notes, he knew the syllables, but he didn't understand them. He only knew the rhythm, and he wouldn't be able to express its original power.
But he was tired and sleepy, and he couldn't take it any longer.
Since the jade soul is in this phantom sound of the cloud, then use his rhythm to awaken his power, Lin Ziyi has only this idea at the moment.
Lin Ziyi stood in the wing nest on the dragon's wings. His height was only as high as the raised skeleton of the dragon. His small figure stood inside and could hardly be seen.
He memorized the first lyrics and music, but the first time he played it, it always sounded a little jerky.
Although it was jerky, as his rhythm sounded, there was an instant great shock in the black night sky.
Those who hear the rhythm instantly feel a dizzy feeling hit their hearts.
And the original green sound blade has also become red, and his big eyes, which are as bright as gems, are also red like gems.
Lin Ziyi took a look, and the sound blade slowly fluctuated like water, with no attack power at all.
He didn't want to accumulate energy for a long time. He was puzzled in his heart. This rhythm was actually weak.
Of course, where he is at the moment, he can't see what's going on below.
The archers on the roof gradually lost their strength. The dizziness made them very painful, and they couldn't help but hold their heads in their hands.
Long Yetian and Lin Zichen also felt a rush in their chests.
Long Yetian glanced at the sky above the dragon with a painful expression, "Yi'er, you...what are you doing?"
The sudden dizziness made him lose the strength to fight. Not only him, but even the men in black who rushed up frantically had the same symptoms as him.
At this time, Lin Ziyi only cares about writing down the rhythm in his mind. He still doesn't know what is going on outside.
After the first blow, he suddenly found the feeling.
He was overjoyed in his heart. He was proficient in rhythm and had an amazing talent. After playing it once, he could completely record all the rhythms.
He reviewed it in his mind, the rhythm was soft and slow, and the whole song was as gentle as a slow-flowing stream, without any killing power.
He was very puzzled. In the past, the melody he played was always soft and high, and the high part made him very laborious and spiritual, but this tune was played without any effort. And he has a very peaceful mind.
Lin Ziyi closed his eyes slightly, reviewed the whole song, and played the Cloud Soul Magic Sound Xiao again.
The difference this time is that the rhythm is softened, not as jerky as before, but smooth and pleasant.
"Ah..." This time, the rhythm made everyone feel dizzy, as if they were about to fall to the ground. The strength of the whole body seemed to be taken away in half, and not even a trace of spiritual power could be integrated, let alone The sword was attacked.
"Yi'er..." Long Yetian yelled.
I don't understand why my son plays such a tune, he has never heard Yi'er play this tune.
However, Lin Ziyi, who is quiet in his own world, has no father's voice at all.
And, because the feeling of playing this tune is completely different from before, when he played it, he felt the peace he had never had before.
He fell in love with it instantly. When playing, the whole person is immersed in his world.