Evil Zun's Stunning Concubine

Chapter 235 Incarnation of Lotus Zun
Seeing Yunxi playing the piano wholeheartedly, Lan Tangxun didn't want to disturb her, and stood aside quietly watching the battle between Ci Jinglichuan's two peerless guqins.

As Yunxi said, Huan Tong's strength is still low, not only can't control Ci Jing, even Ci Jing can't use her hand to exert his full strength.

Against a guqin like Shanglichuan, which is only inferior to it, it can't suppress it at all if it can't exert its full strength.

At the end of the song, Yunxi raised her eyes to look at the phantom pupil fainted on the Ci mirror, and stared at it for a long time before sighing: "It is worthy of being the Zilian god who shocked the world back then, even now However, the generation of Yinxuan can also make Ci Jing exert [-]% of its power."

Lan Tangxun picked up Huantong and laid her flat on the bed in the side hall, "Sister Xi, when will she wake up?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Xi's eyes fell deeply on Huan Tong's frowning face, and she replied with certainty, "She will wake up in half a quarter of an hour."

But as Yunxi said, Huantong woke up within half a quarter of an hour. Seeing Lantangxun and Yunxi beside him, he rubbed his aching forehead and said, "You guys are..."

"Diction mirror."

When Yun Xi said that about Huan Tong, she remembered it. She seemed to have hooked the strings just now, but what happened next?
As for what happened afterwards, she couldn't remember it.

"Your current strength is not enough to control Ci Jing for your use, so don't play it lightly."

From Yun Xi's words, she could more or less guess what happened before, so she couldn't help laughing wryly.

"I don't understand music theory, and I don't plan to keep this piano by my side."

Upon hearing this, Yun Xi looked at Huan Tong in amazement, "This Ci Jing guqin is the king of all qin, and the sound it plays is the most deceptive."

Huantong glanced at Yunxi lightly, "So what? I don't know how to play the piano, and even the best piano is just an ordinary decoration in my hands!"

"The girl is indeed different from the girls I have ever seen. Yun Xi is willing to believe that you are the Zilian God Venerable back then, regardless of whether it is true or not."

Hearing this, she could also guess that Lan Tangxun must have told Yun Xi about this matter, so she thought about the relationship between the two.

Well, if you know it, you will know it.

"No matter how strong I used to be, I am just a mortal now."

"I think, the girl will definitely be able to return to the peak." Yun Xi narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't know how the girl will help Xiaoxun regain the blood race this time?"

The phantom eyes flashed, "Is there a person in the blood clan that the whole clan admires for so many years?"

"Of course there are, except for the two ancestors, and..." Yun Xi subconsciously glanced at the phantom pupil, "You."

Huan Tong was taken aback, "That's easy."

Just as Yun Xi opened her lips and was about to say something, she saw a man in Tsing Yi barging in, her expression changed, "Why are you here?"

"King Yun, something has happened. The clansmen have been hurting each other since half a stick of incense, and their subordinates have become more and more ruthless. The two kings have already left, so you should go and see too!" Seeing Lan Tangxun in Yunxi Palace, he shouted in surprise, "King?"

Lan Tangxun nodded, then turned to look at Yun Xi, "Sister Xi, what do you think of people who kill each other in the clan?"

"It should be influenced by the sound of Ci Jingqin."

Before Lan Tangxun could speak, Huan Tong raised the corners of his mouth, "Since it was caused by Ci Jing, Miss Yun's piano skills are amazing, so she must have a solution?"

Yunxi nodded, knowing that Huantong had a way to deal with it, "What do you want to do, girl?"

"Has there ever been a blood race..." Huan Tong frowned, and said unaccustomedly, "Have there ever been a portrait of me back then?"

"There is one, but it is stored in the Absolute Fall Palace, and no one except the royal family has ever looked up to the appearance of the goddess."

"Can I borrow the girl's dressing table and rouge and gouache?"

"You can do it yourself."

Huantong picked up the beautiful Cijing and walked towards Yunxi, handing the piano in her hand, a faint light flashed in his eyes, "I will trouble you to play another song later."

Yun Xi nodded, guessing some of Huan Tong's thoughts, and took Huan Tong to her bedroom.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Huantong breathed a sigh of relief, took out a pill surrounded by red streamers from the purple jade ring, and took it.

After a while, the flowery face gradually turned into the face that Huantong had been imagining.

Picking up the cosmetics on the side, Huantong put on makeup for herself, and painted a half-opened nine-petaled lotus between her brows, as if it was about to bloom.

"Qingluan, help me tie my hair up."

Seeing Huantong's beautiful face, Qingluan felt nostalgic, "I haven't seen such a master for a long time."

Huantong patted Qingluan's hand helping her comb her hair, and smiled lightly.

When the phantom pupil came out, even Yun Xi was dumbfounded.

The elegant purple lotus was outlined by streamers of light in that luxurious purple dress, the lavender jade pendant was adorned around the waist, and the jet-black hair was simply tied behind the head with a Liuyun hairpin.

A pair of purple eyes shone brightly, and a half-open nine-petal lotus between her brows seemed to be half-open quietly. The face with a light smile on the corner of her mouth was extraordinarily beautiful, unlike the one in the portrait she had seen before. As indifferent and elegant as a woman, as stunning as a city.

The phantom pupils at this time made Yun Xi and Lan Tangxun feel disrespectful, and a sense of awe emerged from the bottom of their hearts.

"Give me the qin in the girl's hand, and when the girl plays the Ci Jing later, that's when Xun and I will descend from the sky."

Yun Xi handed Li Chuan into Huan Tong's hands, and replied respectfully: "Yun Xi knows."

Huantong nodded, "Let's go!"

Qingluan came out of the temple, turned into the main body, carried Huantong and Lantangxun on board and flew out of the palace.

In the bloody and chaotic valley, there are not many blood clansmen with red eyes, but all of them are quick and fierce, and many of them have been injured.

During the period, some people were trying to separate them, but the effect was not good.

It wasn't until the soothing sound of the piano came that the people fighting in the valley slowly regained their senses, their movements slowed down, and they stared blankly at Qingluan in mid-air.

Lan Tangxun looked at the phantom pupil who was "playing" the piano indifferently, but there was an enchantment around him and he didn't make a sound, twitching the corners of his mouth.

She played the piano very well.

When his eyes fell on the valley, besides seeing the Lan Yu Shuangwang, he also saw his own sister Xi standing beside her with her hands behind her back. She couldn't help but be surprised.

"That is……!"

The Lanyu Shuangwang had seen the portrait of the Zilian deity in the Jueluo Palace before, so when they saw the two deities on Qingluan clearly, they both looked terrified.

When he recognized that the zither in Lian Zun's hand was King Yun's Li Chuan, panic flashed even more, and the two looked at each other.

He muttered, "Could it be that the gods are here to settle the matter of the blood clan?"

"I just said that the decision made by that person this time was a bit too much, and it shouldn't have cooperated with the demons."

"It seems that Lan Tangxun's throne is no longer uncertain."

There was bitterness in the eyes of the two kings. When the demons attacked, the two of them chose to stand by Lan Tangyou's side to save their lives. Now it seems that the two of them were in a hurry and stood in the wrong team.

(End of this chapter)