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Chapter 57

  Chapter 57

  Looking closely at the petals, they were not fake, the red color was dazzling, beautiful and eerie, and it even carried a hint of death. It made people's hearts skip a beat and feel chilled to the bone. Who was he? At the moment he landed, she felt an overwhelming pressure coming from above, almost suffocating her to death.

  "What's wrong? Don't even have the courage to look up at me? Are you really that useless?"

  Just as Feng Qi was being pressed down by the pressure and was almost out of breath, a very seductive and overbearing voice sounded, with a tone that was neither urgent nor slow, but had an irresistible flavor.

  His words stirred up Feng Qiyue's stubborn heart, and under his immense pressure, Feng Qiyue bit her lip so hard that she tasted a faint metallic tang. With great effort, she raised her gaze to see only one person - a man walking slowly towards her. The first thing that caught her eye was the soft, blood-red glow of his hair, which shone more beautifully than the moon's halo and had a deeper hue than a pool of blood. It looked enchanting yet inexplicably moving.

  Fei Yang's crimson hair trailed all the way to his feet, and he wore a white robe with red flowers that was incredibly light, as if it had no weight at all. The floral patterns on the robe were exquisitely beautiful, still the same enchanting beauty of the otherworldly flower, Manju Shage. But when worn by him, the robe only served to accentuate his own beauty. His fingers shone with a lustrous glow and were full of strength, yet possessed a unique elegance.

  And his face...

  Feng Qi's eyes widened in surprise once again, a large red mask shaped like a peony flower covered almost half of his face, but his high and straight nose was still faintly visible. His lips were painted silver-red, even with the mask on, it couldn't conceal his enchanting and alluring charm, yet also his overbearing and domineering aura. The two extreme qualities coexisted in him, perfectly embodied.

  His entire being can be described in eight words: Evil, strange, demonically beautiful, and domineeringly supreme!

  Manjusaka flower, peony on the other shore, blooms for a thousand years, withers for a thousand years, its flowers and leaves never meet. Emotions are not bound by cause and effect, fate determines life and death.

  As she saw him, for some reason, this sentence suddenly echoed in her mind, and her whole heart was shrouded in a thick sorrow, making her almost suffocate.

  However, with just one glance, Feng Qiexia realized that this person was extremely dangerous. As she saw him walking towards her, her instincts made her retreat, but suddenly she bumped into a warm embrace. When she looked up, she saw that Feng Fei and the others had already jumped onto the stage and were protecting her. Even Feng Jiu had returned! Seeing Feng Qiexia looking at him, he couldn't help but give her a reassuring smile: "Don't be afraid, tenth sister, your brothers are here!"

  Although they were also overwhelmed by the strong pressure emanating from Mo Yin's body, and their bodies were covered in cold sweat, for Ye Er, no matter what time, they would always stand in front of her.

  Seeing the brothers all protecting her in front of them, Feng Qiuxia's heart was instantly at ease, and she felt that this life was better than the previous one. At least there were so many people who treated her with kindness, unlike the loneliness of her past life.

  So, for a moment, the sudden appearance of the mysterious and eerie Mo Yan made her fear disappear instantly. She straightened up, stood up straight, and looked directly at the enchanting Mo Yan: "Sir, you suddenly appeared, what instructions do you have?"

  Mo Yin Gongzi laughed! His laughter was so captivating that it seemed to surpass the beauty of the phoenix, and his eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. The men in the audience were entranced by his gaze, and some even appeared to be in a daze. "Isn't Miss Qi not hosting a challenge at the Cuiguan, where one can choose from music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, or song? Mo Yin is no match for her, so he has come to challenge her musical skills."

  Everyone's face changed color instantly as he challenged the piano art.

  Seeing the crowd's hostile attitude, Feng Qiuye felt puzzled and asked Feng Fei and others with inquiring eyes. Feng San understood and leaned into Feng Qiuye's ear, whispering: "This Mo Yin Gongzi has been using sound to kill since he left the sect. Wherever he goes, there are always corpses everywhere, bloodshed, and a notorious reputation that shakes the four countries. Tenth sister, I think we'd better not compete this time! Let's leave quickly."

  It is said that those who know the times are heroes. This demon sound, they knew very well, with Ermei's current strength, was not his opponent from the beginning, so he couldn't win and ran away, nothing to be ashamed of.

  Feng Qi's face sank when he heard this, and his eyebrows furrowed: "If he is so brutal and bloodthirsty, then his frequent appearances will undoubtedly provoke public outrage. Doesn't he fear that the people will rise up and kill him?"

  Wen Li, Feng San couldn't help but let out a sigh, and his eyes were filled with worry: "Tenth Sister, you don't know this, but it's said that the Devilish Melody Master only appears on Blood Moon nights, and even then, not many times. But every time he does appear, something bloody is bound to happen. And once his music starts, I'm afraid we're in for a terrible night..."

  The rest of the words he did not say out loud, but everyone already understood what he meant. Feng Qi's evil heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze at Mo Yin also turned unfriendly: "What if I don't want to compete with you? What will you do?"

  Anyway she decided to try out with those writers

  Mo Yin Gongzi suddenly gave a sly smile, and with an air of extreme arrogance said: "Then you...". His perfect fingers casually pointed: "And all these people, must... die..."

  Arrogant! Absolutely arrogant!

  Hubris! High-handed hubris!

  Cold and ruthless, with a hint of bloodthirstiness, he spoke these words. The crowd was shocked to hear them, the timid ones had already hidden far away, shrinking into the corner, wanting to make sure Mo Yin didn't see them.

  At that moment, the sudden cry of panic and chaos filled the air, those who were closer to the entrance of Lvyuan Garden were frightened and wanted to escape. Before they could even step out of the gate, several figures fell to the ground with a soft thud, without even having time to let out a scream. The crowd was shocked, and when they looked up, they saw that the back of each person's head had a blood-red peony flower blooming on it, which seemed to be absorbing their brain and blood, becoming more and more eerie and intoxicatingly red.

  Feng Qi's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, his face pale and bloodless. His methods were ruthless and cruel, taking lives without batting an eyelid. To him, human life was as worthless as ants, having no value whatsoever. Indeed, he was the infamous Mo Yin Gongzi, whose name sent shivers down people's spines!

  This cruel method is not something ordinary people can compare with.

  "Get back to your seats and sit tight, or you'll end up like them." With a tyrannical wave of his hand, the heavy gates of Cuigarden slammed shut with a loud crash, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Those who had tried to escape could only return to their original seats, biting their lips to stifle their screams, lest they be killed by this devil with a single stroke of his flower-like fingers.

  Seeing the brutal and bloody magic sound, Feng Qiujie only felt a sense of crisis that she had never experienced before, which made her dare not to move rashly. She raised her eyes and stared straight at Mo Yin Gongzi, asking in confusion: "Do I have a feud with you?"

  His eyes were bloodshot, mixed with hatred and murderous intent, as if she had stolen his wife, and he couldn't wait for her to die. But what was strange was that the way he looked at her didn't seem unfamiliar, which made her both shocked and puzzled. She hadn't been in this other world for long, and there were many people who bore grudges against her, but she had never seen this Mo Yin young master before!

  Could it be the residual karma from Feng Qi's past life?

  But that's not right! The former Feng Qi was timid and cowardly, afraid to even leave the Feng Mansion's gate, how could he have made enemies with others?

  How could Mo Yin Gongzi hate her? This is really strange!

  Mo Yin Gongzi lightly laughed, his lips curled up in a cruel arc, and the chill in his eyes was deep: "You should die!"

  What's going on with this nonsense? Feng Qiniu was furious! She had already been killed once, and there wouldn't be a second time. As long as she didn't want to die, no one could take her life. With a cold smile, she pushed aside Feng Fei and the others, walking forward: "Speak! How do you want to compete?"

  Since it can't be avoided! Then let's face it head-on! Could Feng Qiniu still be afraid of him?

  "Of course, it's better than the zither!" Seeing Feng Qiuye respond, Mo Yin suddenly smiled with a "benevolent" face, his robe fluttering as he sat down with perfect elegance.

  At the same time, Feng Qi's slender hand moved! A cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes, and with a "hiss" sound, the piano string that had almost ruined her face earlier shot out, stabbing towards Mo Yin's face.

  However, contrary to Feng Qi's expectations, when the strings came flying at him, the demon sound didn't dodge or evade. Just as the strings were about to hit his cheek, 0.001 cm away, he flipped his palm and a red light flashed in his hand. Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, it was discovered that he had calmly wound the incoming strings back onto his lute.

  "Haha! Since Seventh Miss wants to hear me play the zither so badly, I won't hold back!" As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers moved and a burst of zither music poured out. Feng Qi's head suddenly felt like it was going to explode, her body swayed, and she almost lost her balance. At the same time, a surge of energy rushed through her body, making her feel nauseous and dizzy, and she almost couldn't control herself from vomiting.

  Those with a bit of spiritual energy on the platform were barely able to resist for a moment, but those scholars were beyond help. As soon as the music started, their minds went "boom" and they spat up blood and fell to the ground, their lives hanging in the balance.

  "Evil... Xie Er, can't let him... fall down again!" Feng Fei shouted to Feng Qi Xie, barely resisting the devilish sound that pierced his ears.

  Yes! Let him continue to play, everyone present will probably die. At this moment, Yin Ya bit her silver teeth, used the mysterious energy to protect herself, and flew up to pounce on Mo Yin.

  Yes

  She had just pounced over, and then the tragic thing happened! The seemingly empty space suddenly appeared to have an invisible wall in front of her. Feng Qiuxia didn't know what hit her as she crashed into it with a loud "bang", and was sent flying backward with a startled cry of "ah". She landed heavily on the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a groan.

  "Evil child, how are you?"

  Feng Qi's eyes widened in shock, and before she could even react, she was enveloped in a warm and solid embrace. Her back was pressed tightly, and then a wave of heat emanated from behind her, instantly soothing the internal organs that were on the verge of shattering.

  Phoenix Seven Evil suddenly lowered his voice and shouted: "Get me a qin!"

  At this time, although she had no grasp, she had to try her best. The magic sound was too terrifying! His strength could be described as unfathomably terrifying. Just look at how the crowd below went crazy under his super-strong magic sound! As his piano sound changed, the pressure eased slightly, and those people's eyes flashed with madness, actually drawing out long swords and slashing each other wildly. Before long, some people were already missing arms and legs, wailing in agony.

  Feng Qi looked on in shock, but wanting to stop him, there was no other way.

  "Here is your zither, evil child."

  A zither, swiftly passed in front of her eyes, Feng Qiuxia took it and placed it horizontally on her leg, gazing at the demon music with a resentful and angry look, grinding her teeth hatefully.

  Damn it, now she's in a tight spot with him!

  Under intense pressure, the air and blood in her body surged, and her jade fingers began to move on the guqin, very smoothly. Along with the sound of the guqin, her melodious yet slightly sorrowful singing voice slowly flowed out:

  If love's direction is at the horizon

  Can you stay for me?

  The chill of human relationships can melt true feelings.

  Even after struggling through several lifetimes.

  If love is a flower on the other shore

  I plucked it to be your hairpin.

  A thousand years of reincarnation, just for the wait of a broken heart.

  This feeling has already taken root and sprouted in my heart.

  You are the morning star, I am the sunset glow.

  You await the morning sun, I wait for the evening moonlight.

  The young man on the boat rode that fine horse

  You are Manzhu and I am Shahuah.

  The faint singing voice, carrying an inexplicable sorrow, a deep passion that seemed to have been submerged for thousands of years, entwined with pain, was so heavy that it made people feel like they couldn't breathe. Just as the singing voice sounded, Mo Yin's hand trembled, snapping a string on his guqin, cutting his fingertips, and fresh red blood dripped down unknowingly. He simply listened to the moving singing voice with rapt attention, his heart trembling, and he was enchanted.

  If one meeting is to become a thought

  Don't forget that day a thousand years ago.

  If your black hair accompanies you until it turns white, can you still wake up?

  Let me watch the sunset with you.

  You are the morning star, I am the sunset glow.

  You await the morning sun, I wait for the evening moonlight.

  The young man on the boat rode that fine horse

  You're Manzhu and I'm Shahua.

  Mo Yin's music suddenly stopped, and the crowd that was crazily killing each other gradually calmed down. Feng Qiuxia took a deep breath, slowly relaxing, but not losing that feeling, the aftertaste. She continued to play the final notes, fully focused until the last note ended, her body and mind completely immersed in the music.

  "You, how did you learn to play and sing this song? Tell me..."

  Her arm suddenly hurt, feeling like her bones were about to be crushed! As she heard his teeth-gnashing and shock-filled voice, Feng Qi's eyes widened in horror, and she was immediately caught in a pair of blood-red and crazily shocked eyes. Her heart was greatly shocked, but she was pinned down by the devilish sound and couldn't move at all. She struggled desperately, suppressing her fear, and shouted angrily: "Let go!"

  Ask her why she can play and sing this song? She doesn't know, it's just that the devilish sound invaded her ears earlier, seeing everyone almost killing each other in desperation, a song suddenly popped up in her mind at the critical moment. If you really ask, neither in her past life nor in this life has she learned such a tune, but she actually played it out like that, not to mention singing it out with beautiful and melancholic voice, it's truly unbelievable even for herself, how can she explain it to him?

  "Really?"

  A sudden sharp pain shot through her neck, Feng Qi's horse let out a stifled breath, she clearly heard the sound of shattered bones and saw Death approaching.

  "Bad boy..."

  "Don't you dare hurt him..."

  "Ten sisters..."

  Dozens of figures rushed to rescue her, but were ridiculed by the demon's laughter. With a casual flick of his sleeve, they were all shaken off. In the end, she felt her body lighten, and a dazzling light flashed before her eyes. She was shocked to find herself being carried away by the demon, flying out of the garden under the moonlight.

  That speed is so fast that it's comparable to a rocket, making people feel like they're shuttling through a time-space tunnel, unable to see any scenery clearly.

  She was being choked to death and running wildly, unable to breathe. Her eyes were filled with a flurry of golden stars, her brain was oxygen-deprived, and her entire consciousness was gradually becoming hazy and confused, a complete blur.

  Choked by the neck and lifted, unable to breathe, Feng Qi's small face turned bright red from suffocation, desperately kicking her legs but couldn't reach her opponent at all.

  She, was she going to be pinched to death by him like this?

  Feng Qi was not resigned to her fate, but in his hands, she had no power to resist, just like a piece of meat on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. A chill ran down her spine as she imagined herself being strangled to death, a truly gruesome sight.

  Just as she thought this was the end, and she would soon be drinking tea with King Yanluo, there was a loud "bang" sound, and in a dizzying whirlwind, Feng Qiuxia heavily fell to the ground, thudding against the earth, and let out a series of violent coughs, almost spitting out her lungs, but desperately gasping for air.

  "Stop pretending! Are you going to say something or not? If not, then stay here with them forever!"

  The voice was icy, like a devil from hell. Feng Qiexia was shocked and looked up to see that there were indeed rows of graves in the distance, surrounded by blood-red peonies that were blooming beautifully but eerily, making people feel uneasy.

  She was not afraid of the cemetery, but because of this devilish sound, she couldn't help but be afraid. If she wasn't careful, she had no doubt that this sound would directly bury her alive in the cemetery.

  "I...I don't know, it's just a tune that suddenly popped into my head, I was just playing and singing randomly." After catching her breath, Feng Qi'e rubbed the burning pain on her neck, staring at him with caution, her slender hand quietly grasping the long sword conjured by Bing Lan. If this guy dared to get closer, she didn't care if he was her opponent or not, she would definitely make a desperate last-ditch attack before dying.

  At this, Mo Yin's eyebrows rose in skepticism, his eyes gleaming with malice: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? So easily deceived?"

  This girl doesn't know her place, looks like she needs a good scare! The devil's eyes and eyebrows are full of cruelty.

  Feng Qi's evil heart suddenly felt a chill, seeing him approach her with slow steps. Although he was exceptionally handsome, she saw the call of death in his eyes. Her body involuntarily shrank back in fear. Unintentionally raising her head, she indeed saw a blood moon hanging in the night sky. She couldn't help but secretly sigh - it seemed that legend was true. This demonic melody would indeed appear on the night of the blood moon, and wherever it went, there would be corpses everywhere, filled with bloodstains.

  It seems that it will be very difficult to get away tonight!

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