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Chapter 63 Zhou Qin Mofan

Chiba Lake.

Zhou Fan sat cross-legged in the middle of the lake, placing a piano on his knees with a sexy robe.

"Sharp~~"

Zhou Fan only felt that his mind was perfect and clear at this moment.

Ignore the various fish that were floating on the lake.

Zhou Fan turned his sight to the distance.

"Uncle, listen." Feng Jianren stopped and pointed forward, "It seems to be the sound of a piano."

"Maybe it's a strange phenomenon." Feng Yusong said uncertainly.

"But, the sound of this piano." Feng Jianren held it in for a long time, "It's too unpleasant."

Forgive Feng Jianren since he was a child, he has heard countless piano sounds, some of whom played poorly and some of whom played well.

But Feng Jianren dared to guarantee that he had never heard such a dirty sound of piano.

Especially the closer the divorce, the louder the piano sound.

"Uncle, I can't hold on." Feng Jianren covered his ears and stopped.

"The sound of the piano..." Feng Yusong looked at the creatures in the forest lying all over the ground along the way.

"Dong." A little bird fell from the sky, lying on the ground, with his claws twitching, and it seemed that it was not possible.

"Hiss, it's so terrifying!" Feng Yusong exclaimed.

"However, the more so, the more extraordinary the things inside are." Feng Yusong's eyes lit up.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on at that time."

"I'm stupid, I'll just block my hearing." Feng Yusong was so angry that he couldn't make a steel path.

"Yes." Feng Jianren quickly used a spell for himself.

"Huh~~"

Feng Jianren has never felt that the world is so quiet. This is a feeling that he is even more wise than the time of a wise man.

"I never thought that one day, because of the peaceful atmosphere, I could move me from the bottom of my heart..."

"Well, this strange fragrance is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that it is not far from us." Feng Yusong shook his nose and his old face spread like a chrysanthemum. This strange fragrance, or the fragrance of medicine, is getting stronger and stronger.

"You will follow this time..." Feng Yusong turned around and prepared to remind Feng Jianren to give him a disadvantage.

"What!!!" Feng Yusong's pupils shrank, and Feng Jianren, who was originally following behind, was gone. At some point, white mist appeared around him.

"Is this the innate formation?" Feng Yusong frowned.

In fact, this is also the first time he has encountered an innate formation.

The world is carved and nurtured, and moistens things silently. It uses mountains, rivers, rivers, seas, terrain, etc. as a formation, which is mysterious and mysterious.

"Huh~"

Fortunately, there was no big problem. Feng Yusong looked at the wooden sign in his hand and let out a light sigh.

The wooden sign is not damaged, which proves that Feng Jianren is fine.

If something happened to this little bastard, his mother who protects her baby will not be able to offend her or provoke her, Feng Yusong shook her head.

For the current plan, I would like to break the formation first and find the little bastard.

...

"Young Master, come, come and catch me..."

"whee……"

"Baby, don't run, don't run." Feng Jianren masked and reached out to grab a piece of air.

"Come on, young master."

"Baby..."

"Haha, I've caught you."

Take off the face towel and look at the beauty in her arms. She has a plump body, her face is as bright as jade, like a crescent moon, like snow on a flower tree, her rings are elegant and elegant, her body is quiet and relaxed, her tender and graceful, and her beauty is insignificant when she is delicate and graceful.

"Young Master." The beauty in her arms muttered, her eyes as charming as silk.

Feng Jianren can still control himself, and regards the sky as the quilt and the earth as the mat. The time for the wise man has arrived.

There is a saying: The flower path has never been swept by the guest, and the purse door will be opened for you now.

Feng Jianren, who was fighting in the dark, did not notice the faint screams in his ears.

until……

"You won't let go of your evil deeds." A loud shout was like a yellow bell ringing in Feng Jianren's ears.

"Uncle!!" Feng Jianren was stunned when he looked at the old face in front of him.

Let’s take a look at the ‘beauty’ in your arms.

"Puff~~"

A mouthful of blood was spewed out on the spot.

"Hmph, humph~~"

A pig was miserable and miserable in his arms, with blood in the anus and twitching limbs. It seemed that it was not possible.

"Dong~~" Feng Jianren fell to the ground, looking desperate.

"Smack ~~~"

“Excellent, so wonderful, very exciting.”

"This is the first time I have seen each other in the human and beast war."

Someone???

Feng Jianren raised his head slightly and looked in the direction where the sound came.

The lake water is clear, and a beautiful young man is wearing white clothes, sitting cross-legged in the lake, lying in his arms with a piano lying in his arms.

"Uncle?" Feng Jianren asked weakly. It was really a big blow to him just now.

"Hmph, who is yours, why did you humiliate us like this?"

Feng Yusong stared at the people in the lake.

In order to break the formation as soon as possible and find Feng Jianren, Feng Yusong passed five passes and killed six generals along the way, and encountered all kinds of formations.

In fact, when breaking the third formation, Feng Yusong felt something was wrong. Who can explain these unsightly pictures and how the innate formation was achieved?

It was faintly felt that Feng Yusong, who was silenced, accelerated the speed of breaking the formation again. When he arrived at Qianye Lake, he saw even more unsightly pictures, which were so eye-catching.

"It's easy to say, I've been waiting here for a long time." When you go out and wander around the world, a vest is essential, and disguise is even more necessary.

"Ye Liangchen." Feng Yusong breathed lightly, "What are our grudges?"

"No." Zhou Fan shook his head.

"The remnants of Jintao Sect?" Jintao Sect was in name only and became a force of the Feng family. However, some monks loyal to the Jintao Sect made noises from time to time. Feng Yusong and Zhou Fan were the remnants of Jintao Sect.

Zhou Fan shook his head.

"That……"

"Sorry, I just can't stand it." Zhou Fan said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jianren, who was lying on the ground, squirted out another mouthful of blood.

"Ye Liangchen!!" Feng Yusong shouted angrily.

"There's no way." Zhou Fan shrugged.

"The protective magic weapon on this young master Feng is so powerful that he has to make this bad decision. I hope he will forgive me." After saying that, he owed his body hypocritically.

Originally, Zhou Fan planned to let Feng Yusong break and consume his true energy.

Who would have thought that Feng Jianren was as weak as he was, and the first formation was trapped in. The most important thing was that Feng Yusong had not discovered it yet.

After a few tests, Zhou Fan knew that Feng Yusong was really unaware that Feng Jianren was missing.

Hehe, plans are not as good as changes, God-given opportunity.

But, I'm afraid of anything but...

Zhou Fan was about to take down Feng Jianren directly, but ran away when he was depressed.

Feng Jianren actually brought a very powerful protective magic weapon, like a turtle shell.

Seeing that Feng Yusong broke the formation faster and faster, and had no time to break the turtle shell, Zhou Fan had to come up with this bad plan. Well, he directed a cavalry battle.

"By the way, I'll ask curiously, why did you block your hearing?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

If these stupid people had not blocked their hearing, had six senses incomplete, and were confused by their newly created [Dementia] formation, they would not have led a cavalry war.

"Audibility?" Feng Yusong was stunned.

Feng Jianren was also stunned, and then another mouthful of blood was spurted out, "Uncle!"

"Young Master Ye is so calculating. Don't you know why we blocked our hearing?" Feng Yusong said angrily.

"Do I know?" Zhou Fan was stunned.

"I have to ask the young master's piano." Feng Yusong stared at the piano in Zhou Fan's arms.

"Qin?" Zhou Fan looked at Qin in his arms, then looked at Feng Yusong's analgesic face.

"Can my piano block your hearing?" Why don't I know this skill?
Chapter completed!
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