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1232 ? The omnipotent Lin Zhi

Lin Zhi took Lin Chu into his arms with one hand and placed his palm on the back of her heart, injecting warmth into her bones and blood.

Lin Chu's brows moved, and warmth filled his heart.

The sound of the pipa under the village gate is clearly mixed with internal energy, just like Yao Xianxian's lion's roar.

All are the skills of superior sound killing.

Lin Zhi was worried that she was recovering from a serious illness and that she would be plotted against, so he used his inner strength to protect her.

"Don't worry about me."

Lin Chu smiled and whispered softly in his ear: "Just defend the enemy with all your strength."

"Oh."

Lin Zhi smiled lightly: "With such little ability, I don't need to go all out."

As he finished speaking, the man's fingers suddenly swept across the strings.

bite!

This sound was very low. After that, the music started.

High pitch versus deep pitch, sound waves spread in all directions, invisible air waves come overwhelmingly, and the vegetation withers.

The wind ruffled Lin Chu's hair, and she raised her hand and pressed her temples and hissed.

Lin Zhi lowered his head, with a cold and murderous look in his narrow phoenix eyes: "Where is it hurt?"

"No." Lin Chu shook his head indifferently: "I just feel a little cold."

Lin Zhi nodded: "I understand."

Lin Chu squinted his eyes, what did you understand?

She just said she was cold, so what could she understand? Instead, she said it clearly so that everyone could understand.

Lin Zhi had already turned around, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Ruyu's long finger hooked a string, raised it high, and suddenly let go.

Zheng!

There was a loud sound from heaven and earth, and a cold light like the moon rushed straight to the gate of the village.

Bang!

The sound of broken strings was heard, and the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped.

The man was obviously unwilling to give up, so he plucked a note, and Lin Zhi's fingers continued to tickle the strings.

It's obviously still the same low, whimpering sound as before, but the artistic conception is completely different.

Even with Lin Zhi's inner strength protecting him, Lin Chu could still clearly feel the sharp and murderous aura that had nowhere to hide, and it stung people's eyes with pain.

The war horse pulling the cart under the village gate suddenly neighed and fell to the ground, with bright red blood foam oozing from its mouth and nose.

The sound of the pipa in the carriage immediately stopped, and this time it was not heard again for a long time.

Lin Chu looked at Lin Zhi.

This man is still the same as before and has never disappointed her.

Yu Yin, the man in the carriage, was very capable of killing people, but Lin Zhi only used one hand to suppress him so that he could not stand up.

That man obviously came prepared, with an awe-inspiring attitude that he was bound to win.

It's a pity...his opponent is Lin Zhi. The omnipotent Lin Zhi!

He didn't even have the slightest chance of winning.

"Oh."

Lin Chu smiled softly and said: "Does the high priest like this piece of music by my Lao Chen? If you still haven't enjoyed it to the fullest, why don't you come into the village and have another discussion?"

There was no sound in the carriage, not even breathing.

Lin Chu frowned and glanced at Lin Zhi with a hint of resentment. Could it be that you played people to death?

Lin Zhi shrugged, feeling aggrieved. I acted with caution, but I shouldn't have.

"Lu An, go ask the high priest to come out."

"yes."

Lu An promised before leaving, but was stopped by Lin Chu.

"This person..." Her eyes flashed, and she said thoughtfully: "I have to go and invite him personally."

"How can a mountain villager have the nerve to invite you personally, Old Chu?" Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows, unwilling to do so in every possible way.

The man's big palm rested on the woman's soft waist, and it was as hot as a soldering iron. He expressed his master's strong dissatisfaction through practical actions.

"This is southern Xinjiang."

Lin Chu looked at Lin Zhi and felt helpless: "If that man is really the high priest..."

Southern Xinjiang is different from other places, the people here are good at Gu!


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