Chapter 295: The Movement of the Flute
Ordinary times are always short, eternal peace does not exist anywhere, human ambition never ends, and the flames of war spread and devour........
"I heard that the Yanyao Empire has begun to gather troops again!"
"Alas, is there another war?"
"It doesn't matter, the matter between them can't stand us, why are you worried?"
"Hey, you don't know? His brother was in the Imperial Army. ”
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Purple Wing sat in the carriage, leaning in front of the window of the car and quietly listening to the discussions of the mercenaries resting outside the car, from the mouths of those mercenaries, Purple Wing knew a lot of important information, such as the imperial capital of the Star God Empire has been opened, but the teleportation array is still blocked, it seems that the new emperor has ascended the throne, and the countries around the Star God Empire are a little dishonest......
"Senior, senior. Lu Yao's call suddenly sounded in his ears, and Ziyi came back to his senses and looked at Lu Yao, who was sitting opposite him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
I saw Lu Yao dragging her small chin with both hands, and said boredly: "It's so boring, do you have anything interesting?"
Hearing Lu Yao's words, Ziyi looked away with a black line: "No!"
Seeing Ziyi ignoring herself, Lu Yao's eyes rolled, she leaned forward, grabbed Ziyi's arm and shook it coquettishly: "No, you play with me, you accompany." ”
Before Lu Yao finished speaking, he was thrown away by Ziyi, who had goosebumps, and threatened at the same time: "Speak well, be careful that I block your mouth!"
Sure enough, as soon as she was frightened, this little girl immediately became honest and sat there obediently looking like a good baby, but unfortunately Ziyi, who knew Lu Yao's temperament well, would not be happy for Lu Yao's obedience at all, slowly closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows, and counted three counts silently.
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"Now, uncle, we'll be there in a few days. Lu Yao, who had been honest for less than a few seconds, suddenly turned his head and asked the window behind him.
There was a cough outside the window, and then an old voice floated in: "Ahem, little girl, don't worry, if nothing else, it will be there in two days." ”
Lu Yao sighed, turned her head and continued to enter the good baby mode, and Ziyi counted silently for three seconds again.
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"Uncle, I'm not in a hurry. Lu Yao suddenly turned around and shouted out the window, fortunately, Ziyi was mentally prepared in advance, otherwise he would have to be scared out of his mind by Lu Yao so surprised.
There was silence outside the window for a moment, and then the old man's "slightly" tired bitter laughter came: "Little girl, you have asked me when I have arrived no less than hundreds of times, and we have only been walking for a morning....."
Lu Yao...
"Aha, I'm so sorry, I'm a little anxious. Lu Yao turned her head awkwardly and sat down in her seat, continuing to turn on the good baby mode.
Purple Wing continued to count silently for three seconds.
"Hey, senior, do you want to listen to me play the flute for you. Lu Yao suddenly took out the jade flute, looked at Ziyi, and asked with a look of hope.
"Nope. Ziyi opened his mouth and was about to refuse, but when he saw Lu Yao holding the jade flute tightly, he sighed, and swallowed back the refusal that had already reached his lips: "Don't be too cheerful." ”
Hearing Ziyi's agreement, Lu Yao's face was overjoyed, and he grabbed the jade flute tightly with both hands and took two deep breaths: "Then, I'll play my best song "Rain Lianyuan" for you!"
As he spoke, Lu Yao gently raised the jade flute and put it to his mouth.....
The moment the flute sounded, Ziyi felt that the air around him was trembling, a very beautiful sound, the mercenaries who were resting and chatting outside the carriage quieted down, and the coachman and uncle who were resting in front of the carriage also closed his eyes, the wrinkles on his face slowly unfolded, and Ziyi gently closed his eyes.
The flute sounds melodious, as if telling a poignant love.
Some small demonic beasts ran over one after another, either climbing trees or standing on the ground, but the large demonic beasts did not approach, they all stood on the ground from a distance and listened.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned and poured down like a torrential rain, and all the small animals around them fled in different directions. Purple Wing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the old coachman opened his eyes, got back into the car, picked up the whip and whipped it the horse's back!
The mercenaries around also took out their weapons one after another, and before they knew it, there were dozens of pairs of eyes in the grass, which were human eyes.
The flute was still playing, the "storm" was getting bigger and bigger, and a picture was reflected in Ziyi's mind, many people, on a stormy night, pulled out the woman's lover and pulled it out to the street, some of them were holding sticks, some were barehanded, and some were even holding knives, one knife, two knives, the cry of a woman.....
The mercenaries began to fight with those dressed in black, although the mercenaries were very senior, but the number of those men in black prevailed, at first one mercenary fought two men in black, and gradually, as his companions fell one by one, one mercenary fought three, and fought four.
There were fewer and fewer mercenaries present, the sound of killing was continuous, the blood was not stopping, and the frenzied flute was accompanied by the sound of knives piercing into the flesh, and the groans of pain and swearing......
And the carriage that is fading away, the old coachman with red eyes.
"Let's go!"