Ying Lin looked down at the Guzheng, frowned and said, "I don't play well, Taoist priest, don't laugh at me."

"Play it"

Cao Yi, who closed his eyes, said casually.

Ying Lin's little hand moved, and her ten fingers danced on the slender zither strings like butterflies.

At first, the sound was a little green, gradually becoming smoother, and the melodious sound of the zither floated.

The blue eastern sky, giant ark, blood clouds, and space warships flew in murderous intent.

"Dress them up by the way"

In the blood cloud, the ancestor of the blood clan said coldly.

"Kill them"

"Kill them"

...

Thousands of vampires emerged and shook flags and shouted for their ancestors.

The pope in the giant ark said nothing.

Commander Maya opened the hatch door and released two US bombers.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

Ying Lin's hands were shaking because of her nervousness, and the sound of the zither became messy.
Chapter completed!