Yanqiao - dozens of miles north of Dayin Temple, there was only one nameless small stone bridge here a long time ago, which was closely connected to the shore of the lake. If visitors want to go to Tai'an Mountain to play, they have to pass through this small stone bridge, according to legend, there was an official eunuch surnamed Li a long time ago, only gave birth to a daughter, and the only daughter played a good piano. And there is a young man named Chen Jun nearby, who is also a master of playing the piano. After a long time, the two bosom friends fell in love with each other, but Master Li did not allow the two of them to do anything, so the little girl had to persuade Chen Jun to leave Lin'an City and go to the west of Dahongcheng to repair the piano and seek fame, so that her father could agree to their marriage. Chen Jun shed tears on the stone bridge and said goodbye. But Master Li forced a woman to marry a powerful person, and his daughter missed Chen Jun, and finally died of hatred. Soon, Han Chong returned and learned that his lover was deceased, so he sat cross-legged on the small stone bridge, played a sad song, expressed his nostalgia, and the high-pitched pathos of the piano attracted the heavenly swallows to stop and hear, and after playing the song, Chen Jun threw the qin into the river and died, and the swallows also fell into the river with him, and the allusion of the Yanqiao came from this.

Yanqiao is a place where the children of the family in Lin'an City must go, especially on the eighth day of the first month of March, the girls in the city have to go hiking in the mountains, and the men will follow Chen Jun's practice, set up a long piano by the Yanqiao, and look forward to the person who is destined to stop and listen, after a few spring thunders, everything becomes soft and charming.

One of the four major families of Yinguo, Zhuang is good at playing the piano, the head of the family Zhuang Lan loves to play the piano all his life, and likes to drive to Yanqiao late at night, leaning on the bridge to play music in Feng to listen to the flowing water, looking at the top of the towering Tai'an Mountain, and the misty white mist falls into the eyes. Zhuang Lan has a unique talent in the world, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, known as Zhuang Sijia, and is also one of the chess edicts of the first emperor of Yinguo. Whenever the dealer plays solo late at night, there will always be a Huaichun woman listening to the sound of the piano to find Yanqiao, watching the man in the green robe play the piano under the bridge, the water under the bridge, and the eyes are rippling like clouds in the distance.

Zhuang Lan died on the Yanqiao at the age of thirty-eight, the cause of his death varies, the old man in the family watched the head of the family leave the house that day and did not go back, the next day was found in the downstream of his body, people finally traced to the Yanqiao, found a note on the guqin, which wrote such a sentence: "Thirty years of music by the bridge, may this life to find Yan." ”

People who come to Yanqiao many years later, most of them think of the love story of falling flowers and flowing water when they play the piano, but the free feelings of the Zhuang family in the next life.

Also on the eighth day of the first month of March, riots continued in Lin'an City, at this time Yanqiao no longer had the feeling of falling flowers and playing the piano in the past, the shadow of blood and dust occupied the city, the corpses could be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys, the frightened children were pulled back to the house by their parents, the door was locked, and the west-facing homeless people waved wooden sticks and smashed them around, and were cut down by the Yinguo cavalry that followed closely.

In the dead of night, Chu Xianzhao stood on the Yan Bridge, bowed his head and was silent, he saw several extremely heavy color blocks upstream slowly advancing towards him, the eyes of the blood under the moonlit night were extremely black, as if a touch of silk cloth was slowly stretched under the bridge, several corpses sank and floated with the flowing water, the expression was extremely terrifying, and soon the corpses came to him and went downstream, Chu Xianzhao clenched the hilt of his sword, he didn't know how many corpses would gather downstream after tonight, he took a deep breath, turned his head with a tense face and stopped looking.

There was a sudden cry from under the bridge, and he hurriedly bent down to check, maybe the man was not dead, and the body of a young girl was floating in the river. The girl's face was pale, the godless eyes Shiqiao looked at the night sky, her lips were still trembling, Chu Xianzhao took off her robe without hesitation and planned to jump into the water to save her, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, he subconsciously turned sideways, the air blade slashed into the water, cutting off the girl's waist, she stretched out her hand to the frightened Chu Xianzhao, a light flashed in her pale pupils, and she sank into the water, only a faint blood color floated to the surface.

I don't know when a person stood behind him, a black big sword moved with the wind, the ghost head knife in his hand was as black as night, he took a step and stuck the knife on the bridge: "You are very punctual." ”

"You were the one who attacked me the other day, Brother Wei Yin?" the other party had already lifted his hood, revealing his sparse short hair and emaciated face.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't attack you, I just took back my father's things. ”

Chu Xianzhao shook his head: "Those things that the King of Xilin gave me do not belong to you. ”

"The jade pendant is my father's inheritance, and so is the sword vault!"

"Oh, strictly speaking, your father is not dead, and this is not an inheritance. The boy shrugged.

"You can continue to flamboyant, after tonight, all of you Yinguo will surrender at my feet!"

"Give me back the young slave sister. Chu Xianzhao said.

"She's my sister, how did she become yours?" Su Weiyin sneered, the night wind swept the leaves and blew on them, Chu Xuanzhao took out the Dragon Bird Sword and pointed it at his eyebrows: "I'm not here to negotiate with you, give me back the young slave sister and the key to the Xilin Sword Vault, you can not die!"

"Do you think I'm here to negotiate with you? He snapped his fingers, and two men in black walked out of the path on the side and escorted Su Younu to them.

At this time, her head was scattered, her eyes were blank, and the moment she saw Chu Xianzhao, she desperately shook her head at him, but the linen cloth in her mouth made her unable to make a sound, Chu Xianzhao's heart tightened, and she shouted at Su Weiyin: "What do you mean by this? She is your sister, you actually treat her like this, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Su Weiyin laughed angrily: "Heaven's curse? I, Su Weiyin, in order to restore the country, I even dare to kill the gods and Buddhas, why are you afraid of the curse? On the contrary, you, the third prince of Chu, you are such a cowardly person, you actually have the strength of gods and Buddhas in your body, I really don't know if it is your luck or misfortune." ”

Su Weiyin walked up to Chu Xianzhao and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so nervous, I swear that both of you will return to the palace smoothly, thinking about this transaction is not harmful, you can continue to be your happy prince." I can leave my sister to you, and then it's your business to do with her, I don't ask. ”

Chu Xuanzhao was completely stunned, and the other party slowly massaged his bones, but the touch from his shoulder made him feel cold, and he clenched his fists and shouted. "She's your sister......"

"Sister?" Su Weiyin looked directly into Chu Xuanzhao's eyes fiercely, "My sister only has you in her heart, she has completely forgotten her own identity, Chu Xiaohua brought us to Yinguo back then, just hoping that we would become a dog under him, she forgot her original identity, but I didn't!"

He felt that there was a big wolf standing in front of him, and Su Weiyin's gaze made him shudder.

"What exactly do you want?"

Chu Xianzhao's heart tightened slightly, he was completely unsure about this wolf-like man at this time.

"Don't worry, let my sister say a few words. He tore open the sackcloth in Su Younu's mouth, pinched her cheeks, and looked feverish: "See, he's so stupid, good sister, I'm going to exchange you for something with him, you have to give me a good job, and then we can go home, take our army and horses home!"

Su Younu spat him on the face and bit his lip.

"Let go of her, you beast, what the hell do you want?"

Su Weiyin smiled at him, "As long as I can get that power, even if I have to let Yinguo and everyone you again, I will agree." You're my sister, but you're useless. Except for washing and cooking for him every day, you waste, now the time for trading has come, hurry up and wipe away your tears, and when the historian will write a biography for me in the future, he will say that my reign began today!"

"You-" Chu Xianzhao just wanted to draw his sword, the feeling of the world spinning suddenly surged, Chu Xuanzhao couldn't even stand on his feet in an instant, Su Weiyin's laughter became louder and louder, and everything around him became illusory and blurry, until Su Weiyin's face suddenly came to him, from the bottom to the top, because he had been lifted high by him.

"Surprised, huh? You shouldn't have let my guard down on me in the first place. Su Weiyin spread out his palms, and one of the rings had extremely fine barbs on it, which fell in Chu Xianzhao's eyes like the teeth of a poisonous snake, "This is painted with a dragon drunk, only a small drop, even a giant dragon can be dizzy for a long time, let alone you." ”

He let go of his hand and watched him kneel down in front of him, stepping on his back: "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, you have something in your body that I want, something very precious and precious, and it's a pity to be in the hands of a waste like you." ”

"You want to kill me!" Chu Xianzhao understood that Su Weiyin wanted the royal breath in his body.

"I'm not going to kill you, so my sister will resent me, and I just want Wang Xi in you, you're just a waste who will hide behind your sister's skirt, Wang Xi is a burden to you at all, it's better to use it for me!

After three incense sticks, Chu Xianzhao knelt down in front of Su Weiyin, there was also a piece of blood behind him, and the Dragon Bird Sword was firmly held in his hand.

Su Weiyin wiped the blood on his face and sneered: "Is this your real strength?" too weak, too weak, too weak!"

These three sentences were repeated too weakly like a steel needle piercing his heart, Chu Xianzhao looked at the man in front of him unwillingly, Su Weiyin waved the knife and shook the blood, at this time, the ghost head knife was already as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Chu Xianzhao's fear in the knife surface, he gently patted Chu Xianzhao's face, his face was full of smiles.

He grabbed a bottle of wine from his waist, drank and sang around Chu Xianzhao, opened the neckline of his black robe and let the clear wine pour on his chest, he half-knelt in front of Chu Zhao, the posture of the two was extremely warm, his palm climbed up Chu Zhaozhao's face, and his five fingers suddenly closed and pinched his face.

Chu Xianzhao struggled desperately, and suddenly Su Weiyin's arm rolled up like a stormy breath, straight to Chu Xianzhao's heart, the young man felt a strong wind along his head and straight to the atrium, and then, Chu Xianzhao felt that the strong wind turned into a hot flow, and the hot current was unusually hot, and it was running straight into Chu Xianzhao's body, as if he was searching for something.

"Give me your royal breath, and you won't have to endure such pain!" Su Weiyin yelled.

The two men in black glanced at Chu Xianzhao casually, and were frightened by the look on the boy's face, it was a heart-rending pain, and his teeth were full of blood, as if the devil had fallen on him. And on Su Weiyin's thin and handsome face, the green tendons exploded on his face, like a tightened iron cable, and the pair of perennial indifferent eyes also changed, red like magma.

"Don't ...... Brother...... No. Su Younu cried.

Su Weiyin also responded with the same roar, the two of them were like lions meeting in the wilderness, roaring each other!

Both of them opened their mouths wide and roared hard, the wind brought by the roar swept the entire Yan Bridge, Su Younu felt that there seemed to be a knife in the wind, and the two men in black involuntarily covered their ears, for fear of being torn by the storm, Chu Xianzhao's figure seemed to be a little bigger, and the bulging muscles ripped the clothes apart, revealing the muscles like pig iron.

The purple ocean in Chu Xianzhao's eyes gathered a deep whirlpool, which gradually turned into a storm that tore everything apart, and on the horizon, a golden sun rose from his eyes, like an apocalypse.

Pitch-black flames rose from the surface of his body, huge cracks began to spread from his figure, and the entire Yan Bridge began to crumble, Su Younu ran towards the two of them desperately, she kept pushing and rubbing her brother's shoulders: "You let him go...... Let him go!"

Su Weiyin suddenly pushed her sister away, hit the bridge railing, and fainted as soon as it was dark in front of her, and the two men in black fell to their knees, feeling that they were swallowed up by the roar of the tide.

Su Weiyin punched Chu Xianzhao's chest, and with a click, he broke two ribs in an instant.

The roars of the two gradually subsided, and Chu Xianzhao lay dying in front of him, his pupils pale.

Faintly, the light revealed a dark sun on his chest, and the black sun was moving away from his chest.

Su Weiyin looked at this scene, his heart trembled suddenly, he instinctively wanted to embrace that round of black sun, that was the thirst for great power.

He fell to his knees in awe under the dark sun.

The shadow of the sun, ancient and noble, seems to be a gift from the gods and Buddhas to mankind.

The road Changhong fell from the night dome, ten miles away, as bright as day.