"The Little Monk's Dharma Name Tripitaka."

Chen Yihe smiled and said, "Just a monk."

“What a ‘careful’ monk.”

The six-fingered piano demon raised a sneer on his lips: "Now that you're here, let's listen to my song with these rats."

She seemed to have lost interest in talking, and her long harp was turned upside down and lying across her chest.

"Slow down, slow down."

Chen Yi took a step forward and walked to the eaves where she was. He raised his head and said, "Female donor, your music is so murderous that they may not be able to bear it."

"How about this? I'm so brave, young monk. I wonder if I can only let young monk listen to the female donor's music?"

When the people around him heard this, they were all stunned and looked at Chen Yi as if he were a fool.

Is it possible that this monk doesn’t know the power of the Demonic Qin?

Or is he really mentally ill?

Only the Xia Xue family on the other tall building twitched slightly.

Thief monk, do this again!

The Six-fingered Qin Demon Ying frowned and suddenly sneered: "Monk, who do you think you are? Are you worthy of me playing the piano for you?"

"..."

Why don't you follow the routine?

Chen Yi cursed secretly in his heart.

snort!

Then don't blame me for pulling out the trick!

There was still a calm smile on her face: "Female donor, my younger brother Lu Lin and I are also acquaintances. A few days ago, the young monk happened to encounter him and his adoptive father Lu Tengkong, who were being hunted..."

"Zheng!"

"Ding!"

The moment a wisp of piano music sounded, Chen Yi felt a strong wind like a blade passing by his face.

But when it collided with his face, there was a sound of gold and iron.

The Six-Fingered Piano Demon's pupils shrank slightly, but he had no time to care. He said coldly: "What did you do to him?"

Chen Yi almost wanted to take out the Dragon Wood Golden Vine and beat up this woman who never followed the routine.

This person is so annoying!

Fortunately, he is thick-skinned, otherwise his appearance would be disfigured!

Although he wanted to fight, he had to pretend on the surface.

"The female benefactor misunderstood. The young monk is a monk. He hates being beaten and killed in front of others, so he punished those people. Now he is in the Yunyan Temple in the western suburbs. He is very safe."

The Liehuo Ancestors on the other side turned their faces and looked at Han Xun of the Dian Cang Sect with strange eyes.

They knew that Han Xun had hunted down Lu Tengkong and his son, but they didn't know that this was involved.

Han Xun's old face was slightly dull, a little ashamed and angry.

Damn bald ass!

The six-fingered piano demon's narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you trying to blackmail me out of kindness?"

She did not ask whether the matter was true or false.

If you don't believe it, no matter how much you say, it's all nonsense.

If you want to verify it, it is very easy, and there is no need to talk nonsense.

"Don't dare."

Chen Yi tithes with a smile.

He is just trying to repay a favor, but you have no evidence.

"Hahaha, okay,"

The six-fingered piano demon showed an inexplicable smile: "How do you want me to repay you?"

"The female donor spoke seriously. The young monk just wanted to make a bet with the donor."

"How to gamble?" the Six-Fingered Piano Demon asked with great interest.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "Ask the female benefactor to sing a song for the young monk. The young monk will stand here and will never move. After the song, if you are lucky enough to survive, please ask the female benefactor to agree to the young monk's request."

Mr. Golden Snake's face moved rapidly twice more.

Can you think of any other tricks?

You've already used it on him once, and now you're doing it again? Do you really think everyone will fall for this trick of yours?

If Chen Yi knew what he was thinking, he would definitely tell him: Yes!

This is not the second time he has used this trick, but he has used it many times.

Almost all the leaders of the major sects who had come to Jiangnan who had been invited by the six major sects in Jiangnan to participate in the "Devil-Slaying Conference" were persuaded to leave by this trick!

Tried and true!

"You want me to let these people go?" The Six-Fingered Piano Demon smiled noncommittally.

Chen Yi, who had used this trick for the nth time, was already very skilled. He smiled and shook his head and said: "No, I will never stop you from taking revenge."

"Okay, then let me see what you are capable of."

The Six-Fingered Piano Demon didn't even ask what would happen if he lost.

Because she never thought that there could be a living person under the Heavenly Demon Qin.

If you lose, you will naturally die.

Is it necessary to talk nonsense to a dead man who overestimates his abilities?

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid you won't agree.

This woman was truly worthy of the word "devil". She acted as she pleased and didn't follow any routine at all. He was really worried that he wouldn't be able to frighten her.

"Amitabha, good, good, good, female donor, please."

Chen Yihe's chest was high and his eyes were lowered.

In the eyes of others, it's like waiting to die.

Compassionate?

Sacrifice yourself?

Or is he just a fool?

"Zheng..."

"Zheng..."

The sound of the piano has been heard.

Like a mountain stream or a flat lake reflecting the moon.

Beauty is truly beautiful, but within it lies the ultimate murderous intent.

The moment the sound of the piano came, Chen Yi felt his mind move slightly, and there were a few waves.

But it didn't stop there, it just returned to calmness in an instant.

Chen Yi smiled.

If he were more afraid of other things, this kind of mental attack would be like scratching an itch for him.

The Six-Fingered Qin Demon indeed kept his promise, and his accomplishments in this sound attack were truly superb.

Everyone can hear the sound of the piano, but no one is affected by it except Chen Yi.

What others hear is just beautiful piano music.

The six-fingered piano demon played the piano with both hands. Seeing that the smile on the monk's face did not change, he really didn't move at all and completely accepted the sound of her piano.

But it's like the traces of wind passing through it, without any pressure at all.

His eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly.

Twelve fingers stroked the strings, and the changes became more rapid.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

The finger is like a phantom. At the beginning, it was still a deep valley in the mountains, where the water and the moon blended together, and the wind and waves were calm.

Three high-pitched piano sounds suddenly sounded, like a swan spreading its wings, soaring into the sky, then flying back to look around.
To be continued...