Chapter 255 Master, help me!
"Master, please save me, I'm going to be strangled to death." Qing Yi saw his master coming and hurriedly called for help.
Mo Qitian went forward to check, and found that it was the strings extending from the blood harp that strangled Qing Yi. When the maid came in just now, she could still see the blood-red strings on Qing Yi's body, but when Mo Qitian came in, the strings had already cut through the clothes and entered Qing Yi's skin. If this continued, Qing Yi's body would probably be torn apart by the strings within half an hour.
At this time, Ye Qingyu, Shi Wang and others also arrived.
"Qing Yi, don't move. Try to slow down your breathing and use the tortoise breathing technique." Mo Qitian said in a deep voice.
"What's going on?" Prince Shi and Ye Qingyu also gathered around.
"Qingyu, where is your Ice Black Iron Sword?" Mo Qitian asked.
"In the room." Ye Qingyu didn't need to carry the sword with him all the time when he went in and out of Prince Shi's mansion, so he put it in the room.
"Go get it quickly." Before Mo Qitian finished speaking, Ye Qingyu had already flown out without even asking Mo Qitian what he wanted his Ice Black Iron Sword for.
"Ashi, go and call my master over." Upon hearing this, King Shi hurried to do it.
Ye Qingyu came back quickly, bringing not only his Ice Black Iron Sword, but also Qing Yi's sword. However, King Shi and the Demon Lord had not arrived yet, and the blood under Qing Yi's feet was getting more and more.
"Master Mo!" Ye Qingyu was extremely anxious.
"Wait!" Mo Qitian was also anxious. Why hadn't his master come yet?
"The Demon Lord..." The King of Buddha came with a pale face, and the words came to his lips but stopped.
"Where is my master?" A hint of anxiety finally appeared on Mo Qitian's indifferent and gloomy face.
"The Demon Lord...is not here," said the Buddha. Last night, the Demon Lord, his disciples, and grand disciples had spent half the night drinking, finally untangling their worries. They thought he was drunk, so they didn't wake him up. Just now, the Buddha went to call him, but he wouldn't wake up. He thought he was drunk and sleepy, so he walked closer and found the Demon Lord lying straight in bed. He used his hand to check his breath, but he wasn't breathing. He was stunned.
Qingyi is in great danger, and the Demon Lord has suddenly passed away. King Shi is worried that Mo Qitian can't bear it, so he doesn't dare to tell him the truth at this critical moment.
"Not here?" Mo Qitian originally thought that his master would come to help, so did he leave without saying goodbye?
There was no time to think. If they waited any longer, Qing Yi's body would be torn apart by these strings. Mo Qitian stared at the blood-red harp in deep thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Su Lan, Qing Feng, Qing Yu, you stay. Everyone else, leave."
"I can help." said King Shi.
"No, you'd better leave quickly. I will destroy all the mechanisms of the blood harp in a while. There must be hidden weapons. It's too dangerous." Mo Qitian said.
"I..." King Shi was worried.
"Chu Shi! I'll be distracted if you're here!"
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, King Shi said nothing more and quickly left the hall with the others.
"There are a total of seven strings on the blood harp. The three of you have to feed one string each with your blood. Then the string you fed will come down from Qing Yi's body and be attracted over. You have to scatter the strings in different directions to prevent them from gathering together. The most important thing is not to get entangled by it. In addition, when the blood harp is destroyed, there may be other hidden weapons. You have to be vigilant at all times and never use the sword to cut the strings." Mo Qitian said quickly.
"When we first got the blood harp, darts were fired from it!" Ye Qingyu said, to remind everyone to be on guard.
"Understood!" Su Lan and Qingfeng responded.
Mo Qitian held Ye Qingyu's icy black iron sword, and Ye Qingyu held Qing Yi's azure sword. They were both ready.
Su Lan, Qing Feng, and Ye Qing Yu looked at each other, then slashed their swords, blood gushing from their wrists. Simultaneously, they dripped their blood onto the strings of the Blood Harp. Their blood was immediately absorbed by the strings, not flowing onto the instrument itself. Was this the Blood Harp? A harp made of blood?
Gradually, the strings on Qing Yi's body seemed to show signs of loosening. The three strings, which had been fed by Su Lan, Qing Feng, and Ye Qing Yu respectively, suddenly rebounded and rushed towards the three people. The three people immediately dodged in three different directions. The three strings seemed to have eyes, chasing them wherever they went. Fortunately, only one string was chasing one person. If they attacked together, they would be impossible to avoid. Following Mo Qitian's instructions, the three people simply used light skills to cleverly attract and avoid the three strings.
Seeing that the time had come, Mo Qitian picked up the Ice Black Iron Sword and used his internal force. The sword swept across his wrist and blood gurgled out. He dripped his blood onto the other four strings. It would take more blood to fill the four strings. Finally, when the four strings on Qingyi's body showed signs of loosening, Mo Qitian retracted his bleeding wrist, injected his powerful internal force into the Ice Black Iron Sword, and chopped straight down at the four strings. Qingfeng and Sulan felt as if there was a frozen feeling around them. Ye Qingyu knew that Master Mo had exerted the power of the Ice Black Iron Sword to the extreme, which was why there was such a freezing aura.
The four broken strings seemed frozen in time, lifeless. Mo Qitian said to Ye Qingyu and the other two, "Gather them together!"
Upon hearing this, the three of them instantly moved in one direction, and the three strings also followed them over. Mo Qitian once again exerted his powerful internal force, swung the icy black iron sword and cut the three strings.
Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the four strings that had just been cut and frozen began to move again. Seeing them slowly being pulled out of the blood-stained harp, Mo Qitian said, "Be careful of hidden weapons!"
He injected all his internal strength into the Ice Black Iron Sword for the third time and chopped it down at the Blood Harp. No one expected that it was like chopping off countless heads, and blood gushed out like a geyser, covering the ground.
Before everyone could react, countless hidden weapons came raining down. Ye Qingyu and the other two used their swords to protect themselves, while Mo Qitian used the Ice Black Iron Sword to block the hidden weapons for Qing Yi. Qing Yi, without the restraint of the strings, recovered. Although his body was covered with cuts, they were only external injuries. He picked up the magic flute in his hand and smashed it fiercely at the blood harp. With a "click", the blood harp seemed to be dead and there was no movement. The hidden weapons stopped, and even the vital strings began to turn from red to white, returning to the appearance of ordinary strings.
"Master Mo!" Su Lan stepped forward and supported Mo Qitian.
"Qing Yi!" Ye Qingyu went to check on Qing Yi worriedly to see if his injuries were serious.
"Xiao Ye, I'm fine, you...Master..." Qing Yi found that their wrists were still bleeding. He had just followed the master's orders and used the Turtle Breathing Technique, and did not see that Ye Qingyu and the others fed the blood harp with blood, which allowed the strings to release him.
At this time, King Shi also came in and he quickly asked someone to bandage several people.
Ye Qingyu took Qingyi back to his courtyard and applied medicine and bandaged him.
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