The soul is not as good as the soul, and I can't even move, so I have to play the piano with my palm, and the soul moves the sound of the piano to open the door.

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Taigong Tao looked at the low wooden door and sweated coldly on his forehead.

He had just heard the sound of the Qinyin and saw that the souls that had been refined by the Xuan lineage of Lingbao Cave were actually directly saved-

A music of piano sounds transforms into dead souls?!!

Lao Tudi also recognized those ghost messengers, but he had never heard of such a method!

Want to retreat.

Don't dare to retreat!

When I was struggling, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano, which was as deep as a pine tree, as cold as a distance, as cool as a fairy, and the wooden door opened naturally.

The young man sat under the plum tree and played the piano. His blue shirt was as old as before, his black hair fell, and his voice was clear and warm:

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar."
Chapter completed!