Chapter 1743
"I will always keep in mind what Master said." Xueying slowly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Before Master died, Master passed all the internal energy of decades into my body, allowing me to have a beautiful appearance within a hundred years. I have never seen an iota of oldness."
"Now... I also want to be worthy of Master's last words!" When Xueying said this, there was an extremely strong murderous intent in her eyes. As if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.
"Second aunt! Don't!" Everyone suddenly said, but before they finished speaking, Xueying picked up the pipa and waved her fingers suddenly.
The invisible sound blade flew out from her fingers, and flew towards the disciples of the Yin Gong family in all directions. When the master Ji next to Xueying wanted to stop it, Xueying gave an extremely fierce shot Clapping the pipa in his hands, the strong internal force knocked Master Ji and the others back.
"I killed the person! Any cause and effect of this will be borne by me alone!" Xueying's eyes were full of coldness.
"If you want to go down to the 18th floor of hell, let me go down alone!" Xueying's eyes were full of madness. Those disciples of the Yingong family probably never thought that Xueying would kill herself , This is the aunt they have always respected and loved!
The ruthless sound blade is a sharp weapon for harvesting life. Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. Just as Xueying was killing people crazily, a sudden rush of piano sounded, as if with an extremely powerful sound. The sound of the blade is like that, and it cuts the string of the pipa in an instant.
"Enough!" came a very weak voice of drinking, faintly tinged with morbid weakness.
"Auntie, are you really going to kill all the disciples of the Yingong family?" The woman who spoke was holding a qin in her hand, her pale face was full of questioning, and her pair of clear eyes Looking at Xueying quietly, she said.
"You..." Xueying watched the pipa in her hand being cut off, her eyes were full of shock.
"I don't like strife, and I don't like this family of Yin Gong." The woman's face was very pale, and even Jing Yue wondered if this person would fall off the city wall at any time.
"Princess Yitong, there is no deep hatred between you and me." The woman said and slowly played the piano in her hand. The sound of the song was familiar to Jing Yue, and even the influence of this song on Jing Yue was greater than that of the five of them together. The bombs are even more frightening.
"I can control you, but I can't control you." The woman slowly stopped the qin in her hand, looked at Jing Yue quietly and said, "My illness can't be dragged on, at most a year .”
"I don't want to see war, and I don't want to see the scene of life and death. Yin Gong was originally born as a musical instrument, but I don't know when it evolved into a sharp weapon for killing, and everyone has forgotten the root of music." The woman said. He hooked the corner of his mouth and said mockingly.
"Winners and losers, now we are in your hands, I just want to tell you that it's not that you and I cannot coexist, but we are forced to be unable to coexist, your friend, I will send it back to you, now we There are countless casualties in the Yingong family, do you still want to kill them?"
When the woman asked this sentence, do you still want to kill, Jing Yue clearly felt a strong sense of killing. That kind of feeling made Jing Yue feel very bad, and even had a kind of The feeling of being threatened.