A layer of spider web has formed on the phonograph, which is quite old.

Yang Jian brushed off the spider web and put Jackson's record into it.

The record turned slowly, Yang Jian turned the volume to the maximum and then retreated to the side.

At that moment, it seemed as if the music score appeared in my mind, and the notes were jumping happily, forming a song.

The cold wind in my ears was raging, but it couldn't stop the song from resounding throughout my heart.

The song covered so wide that corpse robbers within a radius of dozens of miles stood quietly and listened quietly.

"A whole century of struggle",

"Like a worn bottle stopper",

"I imprisoned my soul",

"Looking around, there is nowhere to go",

"We must support each other",

"The scars of the soul will be healed",

"Broken hearts are compensated",

"Recovering the lost dream",

"Let's start with ourselves",

"Start from now on",

“Make a change…”

Jackson's singing resounded throughout the shallow habitat, and the dead, both under the ground and in the cracks of the rocks, were infected by the song.

A drop of turbid tears were left on their already shriveled faces.

The curse of blood in the body gradually faded away, and their bodies were gradually returning to their original appearance.

I forgot about hatred, my resentment faded, and the yin energy here suddenly decreased.

A rising sun illuminated the entire earth and the cold wind stopped.

The souls imprisoned by curses were liberated, and countless souls flew towards the phonograph.

They happily surrounded Yang Jian and his party, listening carefully to the joy of heaven.

"Good," Hans looked around, and the darkness was filled with souls.

"They were finally relieved," Yang Jian was also very pleased.

At this time, a blond young man wearing glasses walked out of the crowd. He had pointed ears and was obviously a member of the Dark Elf.

"Hello, I am the alchemist Morgan," the young man stretched out his hand with a smile.

Yang Jian also stretched out his hand and held it up.

There was almost no sense of touch, and the two hands were held together.

"On behalf of everyone, I thank you for your actions," Morgan lifted his glasses, something flashing in his eyes.

"But everyone is leaving, I wish you good luck," Morgan looked back at the dark crowd.

At this time, the sun is shining brightly, shining on the entire shallow habitat.

"It's easy to leave", Yang Jian sent his final blessing.

A golden holy light descended from the sky, leading the souls to heaven.

In the sky, countless souls flew freely, and they had never been so relaxed.

Not far away, Bob trotted over and raised a lot of dust.

"Hmph", he looked unhappy.

"I was chased by this old man for more than ten kilometers and was exhausted."

"Bob, you did a good thing," Yang Jian patted his shoulder.

Jackson's singing was still flying in his ears, but the music style changed and turned into another style.

"Looking in the night",

"There are pretty eyes in the night sky",

"Her voice shakes my curtains",

"Her sigh, nothingness",

"Guide me in the direction."

A giant cave not far away is extremely deep inside, and there is almost no light that can escape.

"The Dark Elf Cemetery should be not far away," Yang Jian murmured in his heart.
Chapter completed!