chapter 55 Bridget Mcguire

Zheng!

Qinyin's attacks were indiscriminate, and there were always one or two that he couldn't even avoid with his face. There were a lot of blood marks on his body, and the wounds were thinner than a hair.

Beyond that, it's magic.

The sound of the piano has magical power, like a soul-stirring bell that can disturb the mind.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became beautiful again, and there was no more murderous aura.

"It's not easy for you to be...