Chapter 397 Doomed to a Restless Night [7]

Seeing Qianxue frowned, looking at the protruding veins of the Nan Liao envoy, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

The Nan Liao envoy's fingertips pressed down and finally touched the strings, and a distorted smile appeared on his face, "I touched it, I can touch—"

He was pleasantly surprised, and it suddenly turned into a horrific cry. If Qianxue hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that this violin still had such spiritual power.

Suddenly, a fiery red light came out of the qin, and the body of the envoy from Nanliao was bounced high. After hitting the roof, it fell heavily again, making a few light clicks, probably the bones on his body were broken several times. Rooted...

Qianxue closed her eyes, looking at the still glowing Xueqin, the previous surprise was no longer on her face.The reason why she was shocked was not because Qin had such power, after all, this was a fantasy world.

To her surprise, Qin herself owns it.

"I always thought that the power of a weapon should be channeled by the illusionist, rather than having its own power..."

"The blood harp is different from ordinary musical instruments, it is a high-grade utensil." Helian Yawang explained lightly, "The blood harp is the only one in the world."

So it is extremely precious!
Qianxue lowered her head and looked at the violin thoughtfully. It has such a strong spiritual power. In the hands of a high-level illusionist like Helian Yawang, it will definitely be able to exert its stronger power.

"This Qin has accepted you, so I will give it to you."

Qianxue looked at him fiercely, with a hint of shock in her eyes, give it to her?Give her such a rare blood harp?
Did she hear wrong?He is willing?

"There's nothing to be reluctant about." Seemingly seeing through her thoughts, he smiled and took her hand, "Even you belong to me, let alone this violin, whether it's mine or yours, and whether it's yours or not." What's the difference?"

"Hmm..." A voice quickly answered for Qianxue, and the two looked down. Isn't the envoy from Nanliao at their feet?

Qianxue showed displeasure, and raised her right foot... a black ball flew out of the room immediately. Helian Yawang was a little surprised at first, and then chuckled, "What a rude woman!"

Raising his hand vigorously, the door closed tightly.

The person in the way left, but Qianxue held his hand instead, "Helian Yawang, how can I use this violin?"

If you think that she wants to do something bad by kicking away those in the way, then you are wrong, she just wants to improve her own strength, Helian Yawang smiled helplessly, she was indeed a little annoyed just now.

"I thought you were impatient to throw yourself into your arms, so you should jump on you..." He looked towards the position of the bed, "Linghu Qianxue, it's immoral to be ignorant of taste."

"It's shameful to have yellow scum in your head." Qianxue withdrew her hand quickly, and reminded coldly, "I'm only fourteen. According to the customs of a certain place, I'm still an underage girl, so don't touch me."

"Minor?" Helian Yawang shifted his gaze and landed on the bulge in front of Qianxue, with evil eyes and evil smile, and the whole room instantly became ambiguous because of the aura emanating from him.

(End of this chapter)

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