Qin Mu also breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up to applaud the woman in black, the rhythm of the woman in black was absolutely shocking, and only shocking.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening applause in the Qingfeng Building, and at this moment, everyone would not pity their admiration and release the shock in their hearts.

The applause was thunderous, and it lasted for a long time, and after a full moment, the applause subsided, and the woman in black smiled and said to Qin Mu: "I don't know how the little girl's rhythm can enter the eyes of the son."

"It's still here" Qin Mu is secretly bitter smile, if he can't say it now, I'm afraid that everyone present will immediately pick up the things at hand and smash them at themselves.

"The girl's rhythm should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world"

The woman in black had a different color in her eyes, and chuckled: "I took your sycophancy, it's your turn to be you."

The woman in black said so bluntly, which made Qin Mu also slightly embarrassed, and said: "Girl, I don't think I need it, isn't it boring to shoot now?"

"As a man, you should keep your word, and the words have already been said in front, if you refuse now, am I when you look down on the little woman, or when you look down on me Tianlai Pavilion"

After Qin Mu was silent for a while, he smiled slightly: "Of course I won't look down on anyone, since the girl wants to listen to the next song, then it's better to be respectful."

"Miss Muyin, I hope to borrow the piano for the next use"

Mu Yin smiled slightly, threw out the guqin in his hand without hesitation, and slowly floated towards Qin Mu.

And everyone around them showed a look of surprise, Qin Mu wanted to play the artistic conception of the woman in black, the artistic conception of the majestic killing intent, and the sound of the piano was obviously impossible to do.

If there was anyone else in the field who was calm, it was only Mu Yin and Ling Xiao, they knew Qin Mu's music very well, although they also wanted to know what Qin Mu was going to do now, but they at least believed it.

The woman in black sighed softly: "Are you really sure you want to use the piano"

Qin Mu took the guqin and said with a light smile: "Different musical instruments, the timbre is also very different, but the artistic conception is in the heart, the rhythm is at will, and the musical instrument is no longer so important."

"The artistic conception in the girl's drum may be difficult to do in the next, but there is also a song in the next that I hope the girl can give you some guidance"

"The Little Lady Listens"

Qin Mu sat cross-legged on the spot, put the guqin horizontally in front of him, and gently pressed the ten fingers of his hands on the strings, the moment his fingertips touched the strings, the breath on his body changed suddenly, becoming cold, that was a kind of solemn coldness, that was solemn.

As soon as this aura appeared, an invisible cold wind seemed to appear on its body, blowing lightly on the black-haired green shirt, hunting, each sound revealing a cold killing intent, as if a crisis was slowly breeding, making the expressions of everyone in Qingfeng Building inexplicably become solemn, and a sense of tension hit.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Mu's fingertips plucked the strings slightly, and the sound of gold and stone jumped out violently, like the sound of a sharp sword out of its sheath, as soon as this note came out, everyone's hearts were inexplicably shocked, and outside Qingfeng Tower, the bird that stopped on the tree was startled by something, and spread its wings and flew away in the sound of birdsong, as if knowing that there would be a fight here, so as to escape.

The people in the Qingfeng Building, because of this unsheath-like sword roar, instantly had a picture in their hearts, as if they saw a battlefield blown by the autumn wind, a group of soldiers neatly lined up, standing quietly and solemnly on the yellow sand battlefield, but did not make any sound, only the rustling sound of the cold autumn wind sweeping the dead leaves on the ground, blowing the indifferent faces of each soldier, and a quiet sense of slaughter shrouded in this heaven and earth.

This group of soldiers stood quietly between the dim heaven and earth, their expressions solemn and murderous, as if they knew that countless crises were slowly attacking around them, and knew that what awaited them would be a tragic battle of life and death.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and everyone's heartstrings became tighter and tighter, as if a team of lurking soldiers were coming from all directions, although they had not yet appeared, they had already surrounded all the quiet soldiers, so they waited, they waited for a battle of life and death to come.

In this kind of knowing that there are countless enemies around, they can only wait quietly, and in the cry of the cold autumn wind, the invisible killing intent is raised to the peak, as if they will face death as soon as they move.

And the enemies hidden in all directions seem to have quieted down, like hungry wolves stinging one after another, secretly holding on to the food in front of them, patiently waiting for the prey to relax, and then launching that fatal blow.

Both sides were waiting, quietly waiting, silent waiting not only did not weaken the killing intent that permeated the field, but made it more intense, so that everyone did not dare to move, and they would die if they moved.

Only the cold autumn wind is howling, still proclaiming the slaughter, witnessing the quiet life and death waiting.

The sound of the Zheng Zheng piano in the Qingfeng Building was constantly reverberating, making many people present involuntarily clench their fists, as if they were in the scene, the quiet and solemn waiting, almost raised their hearts to their throats, and the extremely tense atmosphere had a suffocating illusion.

Even everyone in the Heavenly Pavilion was very solemn by the solemn scene created by the rapid sound of the piano, and everyone's breath was already inaudible, as if breathing could disrupt the invisible wait, resulting in a tragic battle.

Even the eccentric Xia Yue, her pretty face was full of solemnity, her fists were clenched, and she was completely nervous, as if there were countless enemies around her who were secretly stinging, waiting for the moment when she relaxed to give herself a fatal blow.

The people in the Qingfeng Building, the people with a higher realm looked solemn, and the faces of those with a lower realm even overflowed with sweat, which showed the tension in their hearts.

The rapid sound of the piano was like an invisible magic hand, constantly plucking the heartstrings of everyone present, making it tense more and more tight, and it could be broken at any time.

After the sound of the piano became rapid again, it suddenly quieted down, completely quiet, Qin Mu's hands were still pressed on the strings, but they had stopped, but his eyes never opened, and the kind of murderous intent on his body never dissipated, and even became more intense.

Because of the cessation of the sound of the piano, the entire Qingfeng Building became completely quiet, but everyone's expressions did not relax in any way, and even became more dignified, the sweat on some people's faces flowed more urgently, their fists were clenched tighter, and their joints were white.

Everyone's eyes were looking at Qin Mu deadly, looking at the two armies that were quietly confronting, the autumn wind weakened, and a dead leaf slowly fell, not slow, and silent, but it became the only focus in this slaughtering battlefield.

At the moment when this dead leaf fell to the ground, a sound like a sword suddenly sounded, which was slightly different from the beginning, before it was a pure sound of gold and stone, and this time there were countless roars in the sound of gold and stone.

"Kill" Countless people's roars suddenly sounded around the neat queue, and countless people appeared from all directions, riding horses and charging.

In the encircled army, a general wearing the armor of an Anhong Qilin glanced coldly at the countless enemies around him, raised the spear in his hand, and roared: "Kill"

The soldiers around him also poured all their strength into the peace, and the sound of killing began, and the soldiers who were encircled immediately changed their formation, and the sharp cone formation headed by the general reunited violently.

How is it to be under siege, what is it to be embattled, the spear in my hand and the brothers around me to charge with me, regardless of the enemy behind me, only in front.

The sound of killing shook the sky, the two sides met, blood flowed, and the general of the unicorn armor was like an overlord in the world, the spear pointed at him, and he charged with the brother behind him, even if there was still a person around him who kept falling, but their footsteps would not stop.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, sounding the horn of war for the besieged overlord, and playing the elegy of life for the fallen lives one by one.

The general of the unicorn armor, even if the overlord is alive, under this heavy surrounding, he can only let the people around him fall one after another, but he seems to be tireless, the spear is dancing, like the death of the battlefield is sweeping his life, even if he is alone, even if there are countless enemies around, he still can't get close.

The battle continued, a man alone in thousands of troops, his body had already been dyed red by blood, but he could not cover the eyes that were as cold as knives, and could not stop the spear that was staring at him.

The autumn wind wafting in the sky whined, as if it was crying for it, playing the last song of life for it.

I don't know how long it took, but the overlord's invincible spear slowed down, and the scars finally appeared on his body, and his own blood flowed with the blood of the enemy, all of which were so blazing.

"Poof" The sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded, and the overlord finally stopped, the tiger's body was as straight as a gun, and blood continued to gush out of his mouth, but he let out the last wild laugh in his life, laughing wildly to the sky, the spear in his hand stabbed the earth, and he did not let go, even if he died, he would never fall, he was a king for a lifetime, how could he fall at the feet of the enemy.

And with the sound of the spear entering the ground, Qin Mu's piano sound also disappeared suddenly, and the last sound told the end of the first overlord, but the strings were broken.

One of the strings under Qin Mu's hands had been broken, as if he was burying the deceased overlord, Qin Mu's eyes slowly opened, his deep eyes were as cold as knives, and the killing intent on his body was gradually disappearing.

The disappearance of the sound of the piano and the disappearance of the overlord, everyone in the Qingfeng Building involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them leaned on the back of the chair weakly, with the shock of palpitations on their faces, as if they had just returned from the battlefield.

Even the woman in white and the woman in red, who were in the Shattered Void, took a long breath, and their solemn expressions relaxed slightly, not to mention the others.

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