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Beautiful Shura

This is a world where magic and magic coexist, and it is a world full of legends. People say that the sixth prince of the current dynasty is highly favored by the emperor. Some say that the sixth prince has an ordinary appearance, while others say that the sixth prince is extremely mediocre. Some say that the sixth prince has a fairy like appearance, while others say that he is unparalleled and talented. Some also say There are many legends, but no one knows that the Sixth Prince they are talking about is her, not him! Huangfu Qingmo (Ji Hao) is a top-level female assassin who always smiles when killing. The story begins after Ji Hao's journey

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Chapter 47 Music can be bloody

Someone looked in the direction of the music and saw an ordinary-looking young man holding a guqin in his hand, playing it seriously.

Doesn't it feel wrong to play the piano at such a time?

As they thought so, they saw the young man stand up.

Then he walked towards the man who knew magic, and everyone remembered that the young man was one of the ten places named Mo Qing.

Huangfu Qingmo came to Ye Wushuang's side, stood quietly, and gently stroked the piano in his hand.

The melodious music flowed out from Huangfu Qingmo's fingertips, and Huangfu Qingyin stopped his movements and looked at Huangfu Qingmo.

'Why didn't I know he could tone attack?' There was a feeling of not being taken seriously in Huangfu Qingyin's heart.

Of course, Huangfu Qingmo didn't know what Huangfu Qingyin was thinking in his heart, he just followed the running route on the Demon Yin Heart Sutra and operated the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power followed the music flowing from his fingertips and attacked the man in black in front of him!

Originally, everyone thought that this music should have no effect because the sound attack is generally an attack on the human mind, how can it be effective for this kind of person whose soul is controlled?

But what everyone saw next made everyone unbelievable.

I saw that the black-clothed man who was originally attacking Huangfu Qingmo exploded one after another five meters in front of Huangfu Qingmo.

The attack power is obviously stronger than Ye Wushuang's magic, the magic can only hurt a few people, and Huangfu Qingmo's sound attack can actually make those dozens of people explode at the same time, and the centimeter-sized flesh that explodes more completely is scattered in the air like fireworks and then falls.

The scene of minced meat flying like fireworks shocked everyone's vision, but the melodious music edified everyone's ears.

In a piece of minced meat, the front of Huangfu Qingmo was vacant, and everyone was greatly relieved to see that Huangfu Qingmo's music had an effect.

Everyone carefully resisted the black-clothed people, and at the same time vacated a place for Huangfu Qingmo to freely kill those black-clothed people with the sound of the piano.

But there are too many people in black, and when everyone thought that the people in black were already here, in the gap behind the men in black, two groups of people in black came out one after another, with the same dress and the same blank eyes.

It's just that the next two batches are much more powerful than the previous ones in terms of attack, so the sound of the qin, which could cause an explosion of forty or fifty people at a time, can only detonate more than thirty people this time.

Ye Wushuang watched this scene and joined the battle again, and the other people saw the man in black who suddenly appeared, and their hearts that had been settled by Huangfu Qingmo's sound attack became panicked again.

But looking at Huangfu Qingmo's young body and the calm expression on his ordinary face, the panicked heart calmed down again, and the movements in his hands did not stop, carefully and seriously resisting the enemy's attacks.

Although Huangfu Qingmo has been playing the track without edges, the running route of the spiritual power in his body has been changing, and at the same time, with the change of the running route of the spiritual power, the explosion range caused by the sound attack is the same as at the beginning again, but the flow speed of the spiritual power in his body is twice as fast as before!

The people who were fighting were happy for Huangfu Qingmo's increasingly powerful sound attack, and no one noticed Huangfu Qingmo's frowning and loosening brows in an instant.

Half an hour of playing made Huangfu Qingmo's spiritual power completely bottom out, and Huangfu Qingmo could no longer continue playing the piano.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the body of the emperor Fu Qingmo, who was playing the piano, suddenly fell backward, "Moqing! "Jia Ren was the first person to find out that Huangfu Qingmo was wrong, he was less than two meters next to Huangfu Qingmo, and he had Lei Mu's support in front of him, so it was very easy to resist.

Jia Ren's voice, coupled with the sudden stop of music, made everyone turn to look at Huangfu Qingmo, only to see Huangfu Qingmo's face pale, and his originally dark and bright eyes were tightly closed.

"What's going on?!" Huangfu Qingyin's body was like electricity, snatched Huangfu Qingmo's body from Jia Ren's hand, and put his hand on Huangfu Qingmo's wrist.

"How?" Yan Shu looked at Huangfu Qingmo worriedly.

"It's out of strength." Huangfu Qingyin said worriedly.

"How is this good, without his sound attack, how long will we kill so many people in black?!" The teacher who led the team kept moving in his hands and said anxiously in his mouth.

That Shi Ling didn't know where he had gone at this time, who knew that he had left halfway with the team!

Just when everyone was desperate, "Boom! A loud explosion was heard, and a burst of blood flew behind the man in black.

The ground shook because of the explosion, and Huangfu Qingmo was also awakened by the loud explosion.

"Boom! Rumble! Then they heard a series of explosions.

Then everyone felt an inexplicable fluctuation in the air, and then a group of translucent bodies appeared around them, holding round and black things in their hands.

"Stand back." I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and the people who were entangled with the man in black subconsciously retreated.

Then everyone saw the translucent person, and the round and black thing in his hand was still out, and then there was a "boom", the ground shook for a while, and then the piles of black-clothed people were all minced meat.

The translucent man disappeared from everyone's sight without saying a word after throwing something.

From time to time, there was a roar in the first line of gorges, indicating that the same thing was happening inside as outside.

An hour later, the roar in the first line of gorge stopped, and the relaxed crowd looked down and saw a hellish scene!

I saw that the original yellow dirt road was now stained red with blood, and their carriage was not far away, but at this time the carriage was no longer as delicate as it used to be, and it was sprayed with blood, and there was minced meat everywhere, and the long intestines hanging from the side of the carriage...

"Wow!" I don't know who vomited first, and then the sound of vomiting came one after another.

The strong smell of blood and the vomit thoughts mixed, and the summer afternoon evaporated under the strong sunlight to make the smell even more unbearable!

"Get out of here." Yan Shu's face was pale, and so was the teacher who led the team, but after all, he had seen some people in the market, so he quickly adjusted and ordered.

The crowd couldn't walk, they had to take the carriage, but they looked at the carriage and everyone was deterred.

A translucent figure appeared, and rain poured down from the roof of the carriage.

The smell of the carriage could not be washed away, nor could the blood that had been fused with the carriage be washed away, but at least the intestines and minced meat could be washed away.

The crowd was pale, endured the desire to vomit, and climbed into the carriage.

The Grunt ran over the minced meat, letting out a greasy ... Sound.

The carriage slowly drove away from the first line of gorges, Huangfu Qingmo leaned on Huangfu Qingyin's arms with a pale face, Ye Wushuang had a black face, and there was deep self-blame in his eyes.