"Ding ding!"

At this moment, several zheng sounds began to sound in the attic.

The gentle sound of the zither sounds like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time and suddenly thinks of his wife and children at home, making him feel warm and warm.

But it soon stopped leisurely, and suddenly a few more voiceless sounds broke out, which made people clear their minds and let go of worries.

"Um?"

Jiang Dali's eyes flashed with a strange expression on his face, and he felt a faint sense of tranquility arise in his soul, stroking away the ray of impatience he had just felt.

This zheng sound actually contains some connotations of sympathy between heaven and man.

Bai Ting on the side was also keenly aware of it and couldn't help but look surprised.

"You are already a heavenly being?"

Jiang Dali looked at the attic in surprise.

A beautiful and gentle female voice came from the wing room on the second floor and said: "Qingqing also wants to thank the village master for his gift of jade cicada in the past and saved his master.

It's a pity that even though my master was saved, all his psychic powers were lost. He passed away after helping Qingqing break through the realm of heaven and human with the supreme treasure of the sect's Qinxin channel, Tianlong Bayin... .”

"Is the Six-fingered Piano Demon dead?"

Jiang Dali was startled, then his eyes flashed and he said, "Since your master is dead, you have to teach the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, so you should have obtained the Heavenly Demon Qin.

Then you should be the head of the Tian Qin Sect now. I sent a message asking you to come here, why are you unwilling to leave the attic to meet me? Is it because you are being too grand?"

After saying this, Jiang Dali snorted coldly and strode towards the main building.

As soon as he went upstairs, the two little maids waiting outside the door saw his majestic figure. They immediately lowered their eyes and bowed in salute, fearing to open the door.

Jiang Dali frowned and entered the house.

A beauty in purple clothes stood beside the zheng behind the bead curtain, bowed and said: "Qingqing respectfully welcomes the master of Jiangzhai!"

Jiang Dali's eagle-focused eyes were focused on Murong Qingqing's slim and graceful body.

I only felt that the faint aura of communion between heaven and humans on the other party was stronger, and it was clear that he had just entered the realm of heaven and humans not long ago.

At this moment, Murong Qingqing turned around, but she was actually wearing a silver mask. She opened the bead curtain with her delicate hands and walked out, taking off the mask casually.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying and cold evil breath rushed towards my face.

"Huh? Is this... magic?"

Jiang Dali's pupils shrank...

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Chapter completed!