C339 (1/2)

Within the Rain Fog Pavilion Ruins, a refined and beautiful figure slowly walked over. Wearing a snow-white long skirt, it was spotless, as if she was an exiled immortal, and it was filled with an otherworldly scent. Hugging the harp, her eyes were filled with sorrow, and a snow-white veil covered her face, filling her with a misty beauty.

”Qin Yi, why are you so overbearing and unreasonable? Just a single word of displeasure and you dare to hurt me, making everything unreasonable. Qin Yi, what makes you so sure?”

The woman in white spoke quietly. Her eyes were full of sadness, and she held the harp in her arms.

”Right, I am tyrannical, just like him. It's just that I don't like him, what can you do? There's nothing you can do about it, who asked him to act tough?” Furthermore, he's acting cool in front of this young master. ”

Qin Yi looked at the white clothed female in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly with a cold smile.

”You … Qin Yi... ”To think that you are so arrogant. Fine, can you listen to my song today?”

She sat down cross-legged and placed the zither on her lap. Her ten slender fingers were revealed as she gently fiddled with the zither strings. The sound of the zither, which contained a murderous aura, appeared in a flash, as if she was standing on an ancient battlefield.

The clanging of the zither was akin to the clanging of the horses' hooves. The light and shadows of the swords and sabers filled the air with an extremely chilling aura. They rumbled like the mighty waves of a great river and endless waves, creating a different kind of mental illusion in front of everyone.

The zither music did not stop, Qin Yi's figure seemed to have entered into the endless battlefield, the war drums roared, flags fluttered in the air, and sounds of striking could be heard.

The sounds of thunder, battle drums, battles between armies, drums, thunder, metal clashing, rain, slaughter, and killing all converged into a tune of death.

As Qin Yi entered the illusion, he felt the murderous intent from the zither music, and the fan in his hands suddenly closed. It's a pity that it's incomplete, but it can be used to refine the heart, which is enough. Normal people really can't resist it, and since you want to play, I'll play with you. ”

In an instant, Qin Yi gave up resisting, and allowed the zither music to spread, the endless illusions of the battlefield changed. Inside a beautiful palace, dozens of beautiful women dressed in gauze, with beautiful appearances, were dancing slowly, every frown and smile, and every action, captivated one's soul, and intimidated one with their Genuine Spirit.

The sound of the zither was misty and filled with tenderness, causing divine soul s to be filled with lust. The young masters of the aristocratic families all drooled, their bodies shaking non-stop, as if they were completely befuddled.

Qin Yi shook his head slightly and sighed, allowing the illusionary woman in front of him to dance around him, ”Death Soul Summoning Melody, Nine Revolutions Ten Transformations, what a pity, but it's a pity that it's incomplete, and should be broken as well. It's a pity, your Soul Dao cultivation is too weak, let's see how this young master will play with you.”

With that thought, Qin Yi's face turned into a pig's, and with a slobbering appearance, he walked towards the lady in white step by step.

Stretching out her arms, she headed towards the woman in white. As for the woman in white, she shifted and appeared three meters away. Her zither music became incomparably hurried, unlike the earlier one, Li Rou's. Her eyes were filled with loathing.

Qin Yi's figure appeared in an instant, and like a ghost, he appeared right behind the white clothed female. He held both of his arms horizontally, and instantly embraced the white clothed female.

The divine light around her flickered, as if she wanted to force Qin Yi to retreat, but it was a pity that Qin Yi's strength was extremely terrifying, and was completely ineffective.

”Let go of me, you scoundrel. ”Otherwise, I'll be rude to you …”

The woman in white was extremely embarrassed and furious. Her eyes were filled with resentment and her face was covered with thick red clouds. If it wasn't for the veil, she would have long burrowed into the ground.