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After a roar that seemed to be crazy, confusing, and desperate, it was impossible to tell what it was.
The musician's body suddenly collapsed, turned into background notes, and flew away without a trace.
Qin Yang turned his head, looked up at the sky, opened his mouth slightly, and looked bewildered.
This time I was really confused.
Even when he was killed, he never thought that things would develop like this.
It's just asking a musician to ask about the Heavenly Magic Score. After all, that method speculates that this kind of evil score can be made, and there are some runes that seem to be unique to the musician. This day's magic score is probably written by the musician.
Who would have thought that the musician would go crazy after reading the Tianmopu.
Qin Yang didn't come back to it for a long time.
"I can't!"
In his heart, the twelve masters of the ancient human race, musicians and painters he knows may be the most qualified ones.
Especially after seeing that the musician is obviously not an autistic boy, it stands to reason that this kind of guy, with his advantages and disadvantages, seems to be a particularly obvious type.
How could I have thought of
Qin Yang sighed, forget it, it might be different from what he thought.
It cannot be said that the puppet master is suspected to be a real puppet master, and one of the other twelve masters here must be a real person pretending to be a copycat.
After all, there is a big gap between the cottage and the real twelve divisions.
It looks cheerful and free and easy, but it is actually a glass heart, which is understandable.
Even if there is no musician's guidance, he gave the knowledge, so if you study it yourself, you should be able to study it.
I roughly scanned the music theory gift bag given by the musician, and it indeed included many unique runes of the musician, from the most basic to various advanced ones, very comprehensive.
With a thought, he entered his heart, and greeted the killer Qin Yang, asking him to spare some time to study it carefully, and just share it when the time comes.
The killer Qin Yang responded, expressing that he knew.
After the dog Qin Yang left, he waved his hand, and thousands of phantom screens appeared, and on each screen, some classics that the dog Qin Yang had searched before appeared.
He is integrating these classics, and reorganizing those that are related to each other.
With a wave of his hand, the musician's gift bag appeared in front of him. In the blink of an eye, these memories turned into countless musical instruments, and volumes of books hung on each musical instrument.
Killer Qin Yang started to tidy up with a blank face, trying to learn systematically. With a high-end piece of music by his side, it is easier to understand the basics of re-learning systematically.
Dog Qin Yang is still working hard outside, rescuing ancient books that may be lost.
The blood lama was going crazy, he slowly made up the lost memory, deduced the truth about this world, and of course regarded Emperor Ying as his biggest enemy.
He is advancing crazily, and the team under his command is getting bigger and bigger. In contrast, the resistance team is getting weaker and weaker.
However, at this time, the masters of all races have already emerged, but the top powerhouses of the human race have not seen any masters with a long history
In a courtyard in a mountain, two famous masters appeared here.
The mute painter sat there quietly. The woman with a gentle temperament walked out of the painting, poured tea for the others with a smile, and stood quietly behind the painter after finishing.
Sitting next to him looked like a teenager, with a slightly bluish complexion, and his neck was covered with thin green scales, and behind him stood a giant with arms above his knees.
This is the sorcerer.
After sitting for a while, the demon master couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up, went to the door, searched around, and stopped in front of a bluestone on the ground.
He stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly.
A bit of aura fell into the bluestone, and after a while, the halo enveloped the entire bluestone, slowly turning into a human form, the radiance dissipated, and a green-haired boy in blue appeared.
The boy fell down and bowed.
"The little demon thanks the lord for your kindness."
"I have something to ask you, who is the owner of this place? Why did he bring us here?"
"The little demon only knows that the owner of this place is an old man with black eyes, but he doesn't know anything else."
"Well, you can leave on your own."
"The little demon is willing to serve the adults around." This little demon has just been enlightened, but he is not stupid, knowing that the golden thighs are right in front of him.
demon master point?Or, a dirty Taoist priest?
Wanted to try to pull out the puppeteer, but was afraid of any accidents, so he held back and didn't move.
What if the puppeteer reappears and new authority emerges again, how will he get it?
The puppeteer is so stupid, he probably doesn't even know the method of empowerment.
Everything is as usual, and three years have passed in a flash.
Emperor Ying is still fighting.
Qin Yang, who had just entered a bunch of classics, suddenly noticed something different.
He stood on the ground, looked at the world under his feet, and suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, holding something, but he didn't hold anything.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the whole world again, it seemed that everything was different.
His choice is correct, he has a part of the authority.
It's just that his choice is from the foundation.
The largest and most reliable.
As for the Blood Lama and Emperor Ying, they chose the top, which is also the most obvious and the most real authority.
However, after Qin Yang carefully sensed it, he felt that something was not right.
He thought that after holding part of the authority, he would be sensed by the blood lama who had already held part of the whole, and he would also sense the blood lama.
However, at this moment, he couldn't sense the blood lama at all, and it was certain that the blood lama couldn't sense him.
Bottom-up and top-down seem to be separated.
Which is not quite right.
Entering the world of Xinhai, one can see at a glance that in the world of gray blizzard, there are countless book-like light clusters suspended in mid-air.
Killer Qin Yang is still busy.
"I found that this time things seemed to go too smoothly, and the most difficult bosses were actually the easiest.
I feel that someone is pushing behind, no, someone must be pushing, and the other party must know a lot.
But I can't feel the other party's malice, and I can be sure that the other party knows me very well, so it cannot be someone from this world.
And as far as I know, there are very few people from the outside who can get past my sister-in-law's block and enter here"
"Didn't you already guess it, why bother looking for me again? It's a waste of time." The killer Qin Yang retorted without turning his head.
After finishing speaking, he ignored the dog Qin Yang and continued to work on his affairs.
The dog Qin Yang sighed.
"You're right, this kind of behavior, I guess it's Uncle Meng."
"Don't be too busy, I just found out about the authority, it seems not right, let's discuss it." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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