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

As the light gradually faded away, all the demons around Qishan were wiped out.

Everyone was surprised to find that there were two figures in the center of the magic circle.

"Master..."

Bai Lin didn't expect that he would have a chance to open his eyes again, he only felt that the surroundings were full of dazzling light, he subconsciously covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

... Is this the Western Paradise?

Obviously not, because he saw Immortal Xinglan and a group of people watching him.

And Mu Qinghe, lying quietly in his arms, seemed to be asleep.

Tears welled up in his eyes, could it be that Mu Qinghe's soul was used to perform the final sacrifice?He still couldn't catch up after all?

Bai Lin stared blankly at Mu Qinghe whose head was resting on his lap.

"Master."

"Master, wake up quickly."

"Master, stop messing around, okay?"

"Master, this is not fun at all!"

Immortal Xinglan came up to hold him back, Bai Lin cried terribly, fearing that he would do something stupid.

He refused to leave, Mu Qinghe's body was obviously still warm, Master must not be dead yet!

As Bai Lin cried, he seemed to see Mu Qinghe's eyelids move slowly.

"His eyelids moved, look!"

He yelled loudly, but the other immortal priests didn't see anything.

"Little brother, don't be too sad... The death of Qinghe Xianzun today is more important than Mount Tai!"

No, he didn't die, Bai Lin didn't believe it, he just saw Mu Qinghe's eyelids move.

Immortal Xinglan was about to persuade him again, but he also noticed something.

"Wait, it seems... it's really moving!"

Mu Qinghe's fingers also moved.

Not dead, Master is not dead!Bai Lin stepped forward in surprise and hugged Mu Qinghe's neck.

Mu Qinghe finally woke up. He had just entered the magic circle, but after a dazzling burst of light, he was suddenly knocked unconscious by some force.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the problem came.

So who is it that sacrifices?

Bai Lin and Mu Qinghe both looked at the place where Mu Lingsang had disappeared.

There was a piano lying there. Although the head of the piano had a unique shape, it no longer felt any celestial power or evil spirit.

"It's the Qin Demon!"

Bai Lin remembered that the magic piano contained the power to destroy the entire world, and even turned into a soul, which was equivalent to a demon.

Mu Lingsang brought the magic qin into the magic circle, and he and Mu Qinghe wanted to sacrifice one after another, but they didn't realize that it was the qin demon who suffered the pain of being dissipated instead of them.

This is really killing two birds with one stone. It not only wiped out Mu Lingsang and the [-] demon army, but also saved the hidden danger of the magic piano continuing to wander in the world and being used by villains.

"I promised to return the piano to you in its entirety, and I've broken my promise."

Mu Qinghe picked up the piano and solemnly handed it back to Bai Lin.

At this time, it is no longer an artifact that can bring the dead back to life or a disaster that destroys the world, but a Yaoqin that can be used to play beautiful music.

Bai Lin pushed Qin aside.

"If there is no master, what is the use of this piano?"

With everyone watching, he just climbed onto Mu Qinghe's neck and kissed him softly.

As if there were only the two of them left in the world, cherish them for the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Mu Qinghe responded to him eagerly, he wanted to thank Hongxuan for giving him this lover.

Chirping birds came from the distant mountains, as if an old friend was playing the Yaoqin in his hand, it was noisy and tender.