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Sometimes Feng Yi would think wildly, since the sound of the piano can make people feel calm, does it also make people feel violent, and even directly affect the soul and mental power of a person, thus causing a large-scale killing rate?

Now, Feng Yi seemed to find a trace of feeling. In a trance, he returned to his previous life - Taoist priest. His master, who was beaten to death by the angry crowd because of the scam, once hummed a song of Taoist shapolang with a strange rhythm. It was only because he possessed the Taoist priest later. Therefore, the Taoist priest's memory only felt that the song had a strong sense of killing, which made his head sound straight and bursts of pain. Now, when he thought about it, he suddenly felt that the rhythm was similar to the rhythm when Liu Yanyun played, but the effect was completely different.

So, does it have the same effect when mastering this strange rhythm, whether it is integrated into the sound of the piano, singing, chanting poetry, or even just a simple roar?

When Liu Yanyun stopped with a song, Feng Yi came to her and signaled her to give up his position. He wanted to try to find that rhythm.

Feng Yi closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and began to pluck the strings.

Liu Yanyun thought that Feng Yi's song must have been spiritual as before, but soon she realized that she was wrong, because Feng Yi had no rules to play the strings of the piano, and the sound was harsh, like a group of crows screaming with all hissings.

Charlie and others and a group of demon soldiers were trying their best to endure it, and they dared not speak out. Who made Feng Yi the boss of their heads?

Liu Yanyun just looked at her white jade flying snow Qin with regret. It was a waste under this devil's command.

But soon, Liu Yanyun noticed something and looked at Feng Yi, who had his eyes closed but his body gradually had the intention of killing.

The messy piano sound gradually became coherent, but almost everyone's faces changed. They felt that the piano sound penetrated into their minds as if they were actually going to smash their souls into pieces in a rampage. Many people immediately covered their ears, but found that they were completely useless.

With a broken sound of "Ga", Feng Yi's body shook and woke up from a certain artistic conception. Everyone, including Liu Yanyun, looked at him like a ghost. He knew that he had found it, and this artistic conception was like when he devoted himself to drawing the magic scroll. It was sometimes spiritual and sometimes not. As long as he slowly groped and became familiar with it, it would become much easier.

"How come you have the soul piano sound of our Jinfeng Pavilion?" Liu Yanyun asked in shock.

"Didn't you learn from you?" Feng Yi wiped his sweat and said with a smile.

"I..." Liu Yanyun only said one word and closed her mouth. Could it be that this demon is really a peerless genius? She only taught the magic scroll once. After that, he threw out fifty black iron magic scrolls and two bronze magic scrolls in Wujiang City to sell. Although she never believed that it was really drawn by Feng Yi himself. But now he played the soul piano sound. This piano sound can produce a variety of effects, but she had never learned this soul-breaking sound that hurts the enemy's soul that is the most difficult to learn. If this was all learned by him these days, then he would be really terrible.

As the days of staying by Feng Yi became longer and longer, Liu Yanyun became more and more confused. She felt that she was hard to describe and began to let her heart approach him, but found that his heart was shrouded in a fog and could not see through. Whenever she thought she knew him, she would always shock you even more.

Now Liu Yanyun finally understood why she and Feng Yi always felt something was almost there. The worst thing was that he had truly opened his heart since the end. It was not that she was unwilling to get close, but that he had been rejecting it. When the two hearts could not really get closer, there would be no real love, because love without response can only be considered unresponsive, and love is mutual. But she wanted to break it and then stand it, unless she could enjoy true love, even if it was only one second.

Feng Yi sat next to Liu Yanyun, stretched out his wolf claws and put them on her shoulders, and asked, "What's wrong? The beautiful Fairy Yun, isn't he feeling unbalanced when he sees me so outstanding?"

Liu Yanyun suddenly leaned over, rested her head on Feng Yi's shoulder, and wrapped her hands around his waist. His waist could even feel the two full softness on her chest.

Feng Yi was stunned. He had put his hands on her shoulders before and ate tofu like this, but she never moved, so naturally he would not go beyond the distance. Too much was not a good thing.

"You won't fall in love with me who is wise and powerful, right?" Feng Yi obviously felt his heartbeat a little faster.

"Maybe, too, don't call me Fairy Yun in the future, okay?" Liu Yanyun smelled the smell of Feng Yi. It was not as fishy as the demons imagined by humans, but a warm and pleasant smell. This made her sigh in her heart, and she felt that her heart had fallen a little bit again.

Feng Yi was silent for a while and said, "Yanyun, actually, I think I have to tell you another thing. True pure love does not contain any impurities. You want to seek to break it in me before establishing it. With such obvious purpose, how can real love be produced?"

Liu Yanyun was stunned again, thinking about Dongfang Zongheng's words in her heart. She just thought that the problem between the two was because Dongfang Zongheng's avoidance and prevented her heart from getting closer to him.

"If one day you forget your state of mind, your experience, and your break before you break, maybe true love will arise between us." Feng Yi patted Liu Yanyun's pink back, pushed her away and stood up to the other side. When he told Liu Yinyun that the purpose of breaking was to induce her to fall in love with him, he also noticed that she was approaching him these days. It was not that he deliberately avoided her, but that he could not open his heart to accept him after knowing that her obvious purpose was that he could not open his heart to accept him. He was not a good person, and he traveled through the intertwined life journey again and again, so that he could do whatever he could to achieve his goal. But only love had been stained in his heart, holy as white lotus that was untainted from the mud, and love was not a cheap item. If you could, exchange it for your heart.

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The Demon City is the holy land of the entire Demon Clan.

The Demon King's Day is held every five years. In addition to specific rituals, it is actually a talk day for the three Demon Kings. Disputes over the years must be resolved one after another, and there will also be multiple events such as demon youth competitions and adventures.

The day before the official start of the Demon King's Day, the three demon kings who arrived in advance to arrange various things have gathered in the Demon Hall. Among the three Demon Kings, the Demon King has suspended his eyes and a broken nose, and has an explosive muscle, with a arrogant aura of contempt for the world. The Blood Demon King has a pair of bloody eyes, but he looks very handsome and elegant, with a long beard under his jaw, and is graceful; the Night Demon King's face is gloomy and his eyes are sharp, like a leopard hiding in the shadows and may jump out to bite people at any time.
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