Bloodthirsty Concubine

Chapter 8 Using Sound as a Tool, Using Music as a Killer
It's aura, the place where she is now has ample aura, especially after coming into contact with Jiuyouqin, the aura is like water poured into her body, nourishing every part of her body, making her feel refreshed Cool.

After Ye Yaoluo traveled to Ye's house, she always felt a sense of depression in her chest, and her body was also very weak. At this moment, it was nourished by spiritual energy, and she felt very energetic.

But?

Is she not dead?
　 Recalling the fight with the one-horned crystal snake, after being affected by its light, her head seemed to explode, and she didn't know what happened after that. When she woke up, she found herself here. So what the hell is this place?
Why is Jiuyouqin here again?
When confronting Wu Yun at that time, the strange power of Jiuyouqin bounced Wu Yun away, fell off the cliff by himself, and crossed the
doubt.

Ye Yaoluo took both hands away, and lightly plucked the second string with her index finger. With a 'ding' sound, the sonorous sound of the piano spread out like a murderous aura.

At the same time, more spiritual power kept pouring into his body through his fingertips.

Where does the murderous intent come from? !
"Using sound as a tool and music as a means of killing, the sound of the heart is the sound of the qin."

Such a sentence suddenly popped up in Ye Yaoluo's mind.

This made her slightly taken aback.

Then the murderous aura just now was the murderous aura in Ye Yaoluo's heart, which reminded Wu Yun and the one-horned crystal snake.

'boom'

'Ding'

After stroking the Jiuyouqin for a while, the notes involuntarily flowed out of Ye Yaoluo's hands. It was a piece of music that she didn't even know. The galloping of thousands of horses, sometimes low and low, like a woman's grievances, just like the mood of Ye Enchanting at this moment.

After the song ended, Ye Yaoluo was very surprised.

What kind of phenomenon is this?
Why are you sitting here playing the piano?
Taking his hands away from the Jiuyouqin, Ye Yaoluo shook his head, and looked around. It was a very illusory scene, a vast expanse of whiteness, that whiteness seemed to be able to be touched by hand, but also seemed to be far away from him.

"How do I get out of here?"

Just finished saying this, it is strange that in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene changed again.

The first thing he saw was an old face, full of wrinkles, the hair on the temples was white, and his eyes were moist, but when he met Shang Ye's enchanting gaze, he was suddenly taken aback.

Ye Yaoluo was also taken aback.

This is her room, and the person in front of her is Ye Yiyun, the patriarch of the Ye family, who is also her grandfather.

"Xiao Rao, you child." Ye Yiyun was choked up at the first sentence when he came back to his senses.

"Grandpa, is Rao Rao awake?" A pleasant voice sounded, coming towards this side.

Another person appeared in Ye Yaoluo's sight, it was Ye Yaoluo's uncle, Ye Yiyun's youngest son, Yebei!

Seeing Ye Yaoluo wake up with her eyes open, her eyes were red.

Yebei is a refined gentleman, and in Ye Yaoluo's memory, he is rarely very excited or furious, but he also loves Ye Yaoluo very much. It may be because of this body, it is a bit sour.

There is also Ye Yiyun, who is only in his 50s, but is as old as 60 years old.

She was a bit older than Ye Yaoluo's memory.

(End of this chapter)