Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 191 Chaos Sound God Art (1)

She was originally a soul, and the tragic appearance revealed on that pale face at this moment was exactly what she looked like when she died.

"Everything in this world has a cause and effect, and nothing is impossible." Shang Nan chuckled.

Just like her, Jimo Yuyan, who accidentally injured an old woman and was revenged in the end.

All this, is it not cause and effect?
"No! I don't believe it! You must be lying to me! I'm going to kill you!" Jimo Yuyan roared, his eyes were already red, and his face was terribly ferocious.

The wind and rain fell suddenly, and the extreme cold hit. The bone-piercing chill finally made Feng Wu and others squint their eyes.

Looking at the almost crazy Jimo Yuyan, Feng Wu sighed and shook her head, her fingers instantly hooked on the glass strings.

With the movement of her fingers, her figure slowly floated into the air, and stood facing Jimo Yuyan.

The deep and bleak zither sound containing the avenue of heaven and earth came out slowly, and the cold sweat fell drop by drop, soaking through the white dress in an instant, and the fairy-like shadow was blurred under the barrier.

At this time, Feng Wu, because of the consumption of spiritual power, made the entire enchantment like daytime, and the light and shadow disappeared in an instant.

With soothing power, the sound of the piano penetrates the heart and sinks into the soul.

"Jimo Yuyan, have you thought it through?" Feng Wu didn't say the latter words, but Jimo Yuyan felt great pressure.

That kind of pressure comes from heaven and earth, from the boundless universe, from the universe, from the hearts of the people...

Think about what?
Jimo Yuyan's eyes froze for a moment, and even the wind and snow around her body stopped falling. In an instant, Feng Wu's fingertips flicked on the strings, depicting dense lines, entwining Jimo Yuyan's soul .

At this moment, she is like a sacred and inviolable goddess, like a god of war who can destroy the world with a single finger.

At this time, she is more like the spiritual girl hundreds of millions of years ago.

But who knows, at this time, she is just supporting herself firmly not to fall. If she falls, Bei's father, Bei's mother, her brother, Bei Muge, and even Shangnan Linlang can't bear a The anger of the Jimo people.

Except for the two of Phoenix.

The wind and snow, like a sharp blade of ice, has a crack in the barrier, but it is instantly filled by the sound of the piano, and the cycle of death is endless.

Jimo, this surname was shunned like snakes and scorpions in ancient times, because they were too terrifying, so terrifying that people were afraid of them.

At this time, Jimo Yuyan still didn't understand why the person in front of her said that she had figured it out, what did she think it through?She doesn't understand, and doesn't want to understand.

Because of obsession, once a person falls into madness, it is difficult to extricate himself.

What's more, Jimo Yuyan has been obsessed with it for nearly a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even longer, so long that she doesn't even remember the time.

"puff."

"Dancer!"

"Daughter-in-law!"

"master!"

"master!"

A mouthful of bright red was spat out from Feng Wu's mouth without any warning, and her body fell limply from the air. Bei Muge hugged her in her arms, and looked worriedly at the pale and bloodless person in her arms, feeling her heart throbbing. It hurts.

The barrier shattered.

At the side of the ear, the worried voice of the people came, Feng Wu looked at the people and shook her head slightly, and finally closed her eyes because of the exhaustion of spiritual power.

Is she too brave?She thought she could do it.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't the spiritual power of the spiritual girl who could not control the Chaos Sound God Art after all.

The cold swept over the barrier at the moment it was broken, causing everyone to shudder instantly. Bei's father and Bei's mother looked at each other, and each used their spiritual power to support a new barrier.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't create a new enchantment under the cold.

"Uncle and aunt, don't waste your energy, take care of yourself." Lin Lang exhorted, cast her eyes at Shang Nan, and wish for good luck, brother.

Immediately, he summoned his spiritual power to instantly protect himself and Yang Dantong beside him.

As for Shang Nan, at this moment he shook his head and smiled wryly, what could he do without spiritual power?

"Wu'er? Wu'er?" Bei Muge looked at the unconscious man, annoyed and blamed himself, and his whole body was running with spiritual power to resist the severe cold.

(End of this chapter)