The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Snapped.

However, like a small flying insect that was easily pressed to death by a fly swatter on the wall, when the ray of light was about to touch Mu Lingsang, it seemed to be suddenly absorbed by something like a black hole.

He gently placed the magic piano that he took out from behind just now in front of him.

"Mu Qinghe, you should regret giving this thing back to me?"

The body of the piano is emitting fiery light at this time, it has absorbed enough energy just now, and now it is enough to return them all.

This is a qin that is both demonic and immortal. In the hands of Immortal Hexuan, it is a fetish that can bring all living beings back to life, but in the hands of Mu Lingsang...

It is an opportunity to destroy the world.

This war is about to come to an end.

Mu Lingsang looked at Mu Qing and Bai Lin who was hugging tightly, like looking at a humble dog.

"You thought you would become a monster, just like me... do you deserve it?"

Yeah, he's just a bastard with mixed blood from the fairy world and the demon world.

He doesn't deserve it.

Asked by him, Bai Lin's outlook on life suddenly wavered. He thought that he was an ordinary mortal without spiritual knowledge, but at least he had enough ground to stand against Mu Lingsang and criticize him.

But looking at it now, he or him, which one is not the sinner who caused the bloody battle?

The war a thousand years ago was started because of this half-celestial, half-demon baby, and Mu Lingsang was just another fuse thousands of years later.

Bai Lin lowered his head, if it wasn't for him, the war would not have broken out, and Immortal Hexuan would not have died.

Master...

Master doesn't have to be alone for so long.

Just when he was about to cry, Bai Lin suddenly felt a pair of warm palms gently cover his ears, keeping Mu Lingsang's harsher words of abuse out of the silence.

"At least you can be on my side."

He raised his head, and Mu Qinghe's mouth opened and closed.

Bai Lin's tears suddenly rolled down his face uncontrollably.

The master is also a hybrid of the monster race and the human race, and finally broke through the secular prejudice and achieved great success.As a demon, can he be forgiven in this way?

Bai Lin threw herself into Mu Qinghe's arms, still having that fresh scent of grass.

It doesn't matter if the whole world doesn't forgive him, as long as the master can understand him, he must have experienced such an embarrassing moment back then.

He must be too happy to cry, it must be.

"Everyone, your performance is over," Mu Lingsang jumped into the air again, raising the magic piano in her hand, "Put down your weapons and enjoy this last moment with me!"

What is he going to do?

Before Bai Lin could react, she was suddenly put down by Mu Qinghe.

"Bai Lin, I will return this piano to you in its entirety. It was entrusted to you by Hongxuan before he passed away, and you are also his relic, and it is the most precious relic."

Bai Lin blushed from his praise, but felt something was wrong.

Wait a minute, Mu Qinghe spoke in such a tone, why does it seem that he is about to leave soon?

Why is his tone so decisive?

Bai Lin hadn't figured it out yet, only to see Mu Qinghe also jumped into the sky, standing straight opposite Mu Lingsang.

"Oh, Qinghe Xianzun, there is no need to pretend at this time, are you going to resist this world-destroying power alone?"

Mu Lingsang knew that Mu Qinghe's body had been disturbed by the heartbeat, and his strength was greatly weakened, so it was impossible for him to withstand this blow.

When death is imminent, are you still unwilling to use his little apprentice as a sacrifice?