Good and Evil Are Beyond One's Control, the Zither Demon Buries All Living Beings

The old man named Jones watched Qianqian's retreating back and sighed.

Then, he hurriedly closed the cafe together with the staff.

Qianqian walked out of the mall and came to the plaza outside.

She happened to encounter martial artists under the Li family violently suppressing the protesters on the street.

"This is outright rebellion!"

"Kill them all! An extra thousand bucks for every head!"

"I'll slaughter them until they never dare to resist again!"

"How dare you cause trouble on the Li family's turf!"

"We'll teach you a lesson you won't forget today."

A massive battle erupted instantly.

The Li family's subordinates and the foreign martial artists they had recruited.

Immediately launched an attack on the protesters.

However, there were also many martial artists among the protesters.

At this moment, they all charged out, disregarding their own lives.

"Fight these demons to the death!"

"For our children."

"Children are not fodder for the flood dragon!"

"Give me back my child!"

"How could you feed my child to a dragon!"

...

The act of feeding children to the flood dragon had crossed their bottom line.

Even knowing they were no match for the ancient clans of Great Xia.

They still resisted fearlessly.

Angry shouts, sorrowful cries, and vicious curses.

All intertwined together.

For the first time, Qianqian saw.

The karma values of a massive crowd slowly turning black together.

"Is this hatred?"

"So good and evil are truly beyond one's control."

"Actually, everyone wants to be a good person, right?"

"It's just a pity that good people live too miserably in this world."

Qianqian looked sorrowful.

In her heart, she thought of her pitiful master.

She missed the carefree days she spent with Qilin.

She reached out into the empty air in front of her, grabbed, and pulled horizontally.

Her vital blood condensed into a martial arts phantom of seven zither strings.

Qianqian reached out and plucked the strings.

Her face was full of sorrow.

The ethereal and sorrowful zither music grew from soft to loud.

Gradually spreading across the entire field.

The people who were originally fighting.

Suddenly all felt a chill down their spines.

The next moment.

The Li family's thugs and security personnel, who were ruthlessly slaughtering ordinary people.

Instantly and bizarrely exploded on the spot.

Wherever the zither music passed.

Blood mist filled the air.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of the Li family's subordinates failed to leave even a single corpse behind.

The people who were originally protesting were all terrified and fled frantically.

A mother who had lost her child remained kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly, refusing to leave.

There were also many injured people wailing on the ground.

Qianqian ignored these people, turned around, and asked:

"Mr. Jones, will you still let me play the piano in the cafe in the future?"

Old Jones, leaning on his cane.

Took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

His mind was still dwelling on the scene he had just witnessed.

He had closed the shop door and come out just in time to see this.

He remembered that the Li family's security chief was a big shot in this area.

It was said that his vital blood cultivation had reached the Grandmaster realm.

Yet, at Qianqian's hands, he was reduced to a mist of blood in the blink of an eye.

He immediately thought that such a formidable martial arts expert.

Must definitely be an extraordinary figure in Great Xia as well.

However, he saw with his own eyes that Qianqian did not harm a single protester.

At this moment, he revealed a smile and said:

"The Peaceful District Cafe will always welcome you."

Qianqian nodded and said:

"Thank you!"

"I really like it here, and I really like my friends."

"But I don't know when I will be back next time."

After saying that, Qianqian shouted into the air:

"Spirit Crane, let's go to the Holy Capital!"

Immediately, the sound of wind breaking echoed in the sky.

A green spirit crane, several meters long, swept past Qianqian.

Qianqian leaped up and landed on the back of the spirit crane.

Flying towards the other side of the ocean.

She wanted to go to the ancient clans in person to ask if this matter was true.

She still did not want to believe that her clansmen would degenerate to such a state.

Even though she had not been in contact with them for nearly ten years.

They were still her clansmen.

And her family was among them.

...

White Tiger Abyss.

A mere distance of five hundred meters.

In the past.

Chen Feng could probably dash across it in less time than it takes to blink.

But now he was like a dog.

Crawling slowly on the ground.

However, at this time.

He had already been left behind by Yin Hu by over a hundred meters.

Seeing that Yin Hu was about to crawl out of the five-hundred-meter range of the White Tiger Abyss.

"Keep your movements down!"

"The rocks you're digging up are hitting my face!"

Chen Feng roared at Yin Hu's back.

It would have been better if he hadn't roared.

With this roar, Yin Hu only intensified her actions.

Every time she crawled forward, she dug out even more rocks.

It could be seen that she was in a very good mood right now.

The boundary of the White Tiger Abyss was right in front of her.

How could Yin Hu not be excited.

Finally, her first front paw stepped out of the White Tiger Abyss's range.

Then came her upper body.

And finally, her tail!

The moment she came out.

Yin Hu felt her whole body suddenly become light.

It was as if she had lost all weight and would float up in the next moment.

Although her body did not actually float up.

That euphoric feeling was truly hard to express.

Yin Hu excitedly transformed into her true form.

A pure white saber-toothed tiger, over ten meters long.

Without a single stripe on her body.

She suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a long roar.

The tiger's roar echoed through Kunlun!

Heaven and earth trembled violently!

The entire Kunlun Mountain Range was shaking.

Countless living beings lay prostrate on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Even Kunlun City outside the Kunlun Mountain Range.

Heard this massive tiger roar.

Seeing blood-red lightning suddenly appear in the sky.

Yin Hu immediately restrained her imposing aura.

Jin Youxi, who was originally sleeping in, was also startled awake by this tiger roar.

She only felt a chill down her spine, and her body involuntarily trembled slightly.

The formidable bloodline suppression even gave her goosebumps all over.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Qianqian didn't say there was such a terrifying tiger in the Kunlun Mountain Range?"

Jin Youxi cautiously walked out of her thatched cottage.

Out of habit, she came to the edge of the cliff and looked towards the White Tiger Abyss.

Even though it was very far away.

She could still see a giant saber-toothed tiger at the bottom of the mountain.

The next moment!

Jin Youxi's eyes widened.

She covered her mouth in disbelief!

The snow-white saber-toothed tiger suddenly transformed into a human figure and shouted into the White Tiger Abyss:

"Hurry up! I'm still waiting to eat!"

"If you keep dawdling, I won't wait for you!"

"You're not fast when you should be, and when you shouldn't be fast, nobody can stop you!"

"What a useless man!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to leave the White Tiger Abyss and was feeling very excited.

He would definitely stop and have a shouting match with Yin Hu!

It was simply too much!

It was too much of a slap in the face.

Following Yin Hu's voice.

Jin Youxi looked in shock toward the White Tiger Abyss, that barren wasteland.

On the rocky slope.

A small black human-shaped dot was crawling outward!

The distance was too far, making it completely impossible to see clearly.

But Jin Youxi had forgotten to breathe.

The rhythm of her heartbeat was completely thrown into chaos at this moment.

For some unknown reason.

Jin Youxi felt that person must be her master!

...

Holy Capital.

The plaza of the Wei Center Building.

At this time, the funeral had fallen into complete chaos.

The eight people who had experienced this matter together with Gu Yang and were still alive.

Stared blankly in despair.

For some unknown reason.

They actually wished in their hearts that Kunlun had not permanently opened its mountains back then.

Then, an evil dragon that ate children would not have been born.

The Ancient Clan would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

Now, they must either endlessly sacrifice their children, or be destroyed by the evil dragon.