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Chapter 417 Ensemble Lullaby

Luo Xuanxuan brought over twenty ninth-level masters, and it was enough to find a few people to protect them.

"In this case, you should stay here, but stand farther away, so as not to cause disaster to the fish in the pond."

The friends nodded and said hello.

Luo Huoqin took them aside, looked at the scuffle in mid-air, Fengweiqin flew here and there, barely avoiding the hands of those people who wanted to grab it.

A thought flashed through her mind, Feng Weiqin was immediately taken back into her body.

Gong Chenyue's hand was still in mid-air, seeing that Fengweiqin was about to be taken by him, but it disappeared in vain. She was stunned for a moment, and looked down at Luo Huoqin who was standing on the ground.

The old man thought that he had taken the Fengweiqin, and for a moment a more violent impact hit him.

Gong Chenyue didn't have time to think about it, so she could only put her mind away and focus on the challenge.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Luo Huoqin's mind, and suddenly he remembered something, stepped back a few steps, came to the side of his friends, and asked, "Do you still remember the lullaby I taught you last time? "

"remember."

"remember."

"remember."

The friends said in unison, staring at Luo Huoqin with piercing eyes, wondering why she asked them all of a sudden.

"Come on, now is the time to play your role."

Luo Huoqin pursed her lips, and an evil light flashed in her starry eyes. Sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, she summoned Fengweiqin and placed it on her lap.

Seeing this, the friends also sat down around her and summoned their own blood spirits.

Gong Xiaoyue was a little puzzled, just relying on the lullaby played by a few of them who are only four or five levels, can it work on those nine-level masters?

Seeing the suspicious expressions on their faces, Luo Huoqin smiled slightly and asked, "Do you think the things you play can't work?"

"After all, our level is still too low." Ye Linger whispered authentically, and she didn't quite believe it.

The level disparity is too great!
"This is the most magical part of Yingong." Luo Huoqin didn't say much, her delicate little face was full of absolute confidence: "If you don't try it, how will you know that you can't do it? Remember, use all your strength, don't worry about it. With reservations."

The same is true for modern symphony orchestras. Only those who have heard the live version know how shocking the movement played by so many instruments is.

Luo Huoqin's encouragement undoubtedly gave them great comfort.

The friends nodded one after another, expressing that they would definitely go all out and not let her down.

Luo Huoqin's ten fingers landed on the strings, and with a light flick, a syllable floated out immediately. The flute, pipa, sheng, xiao, yueqin, banhu, and drum board were played in their hands at the same time.

The sounds of eight musical instruments burst out in an instant.

The music infested with spiritual power drifted far away, making people unable to feel any lethality.

At first, it was just a voice that was so common that people could ignore it, but gradually, it seemed to evoke people's deepest secrets, and people couldn't help but sink into the past.

The eight people played with their eyes closed, Xiao Luoxuan stood outside them, and released a barrier wall from his hands to protect the eight people inside.

The old man, who was originally murderous, suddenly stopped his actions because his wife who passed away 100 years ago appeared in front of him.

She was still the most beautiful in the beginning, standing there gracefully, smiling at him.

(End of this chapter)