Darkness said darkly: "A master general can possess five weapons, and if he said that he is holding his most powerful weapon now, then he easily defeated me half a year ago because he did not use the strongest weapon." Is it true that the difference in the use of weapons will lead to a world of difference in strength? In this case, I will also see what the strength of a person at the level of a general is like at 100 percent. ”

Xiaoxue put the violin on her shoulder and said, "Lord Marshal, please give us a music stand." ”

Duck said, "Okay. After that, there was really a music stand in front of the night and the light snow.

The night thought to himself, "In the space he summoned, can he do whatever he wants?"

The two put the score on the shelf and turned to the first page. After a general glance at the night, he said in his heart: "What, isn't it just an ordinary music score? Why is it a forbidden song?" He has very little music science, and the reason why he can understand music scores is because of the effect of wisdom fruit, so when he reads miscellaneous books at George's house, a lot of knowledge is a little bit thorough.

Curved. The ensemble of violin and flute felt very strange, but I didn't pay much attention to it in the night, after all, this piece is still relatively normal, at least in the prologue. After the two of them played together for a short while, the night seemed to be getting brighter, and other sounds could be heard besides the music.

Crackle crackle.

"What is that sound?" said the night. When the surroundings were bright enough for people to see, the night was startled - he and Xiaoxue were actually in the oil pot! When he could see clearly in the distance, the night found that there were still a few blue-skinned and green-skinned guys stirring the oil pot with spears.

"Is this the 'real hell'?" said Night.

"Lord Vice Marshal, please stay calm, only concentration can resist Lord Marshal's technique now," Xiao Xue said suddenly, "Otherwise, this oil pot hell will really become your burial place." ”

At this time, I realized that although Xiaoxue was also in the oil pot, he was still playing the violin calmly, thinking to himself, didn't he feel hot?

"Lord Deputy Marshal, it's almost time to move on to the next chapter, so let's turn the page. Xiaoxue said again.

The night just wanted to say "yes", but he realized that he was playing and couldn't talk like Xiaoxue, so he turned the page of the score directly. Seeing the new chapter of the score, the night couldn't help but be startled, and said to himself: "Oh my God, what is this?" I saw that the symbols on the score seemed to come alive, jumping between the staves, changing endlessly, and the melodious and slow tune just now became rapid, which immediately made the night frown.

"Lord Deputy Commander-in-Chief, don't be fooled by the surface of the score, read it with your heart. Xiaoxue pointed.

"Read it with your heart, it's so light!" said the night heart. He read the sheet music with all his might, and suddenly he realized that something wasn't quite right—his body was playing without his control. He said to himself, "What's going on? Could it be that I'm going crazy?"

At this time, the temperature of the oil pan that I felt hot just now gradually dropped, not only is it no longer hot, but it also makes people feel a little cold. In the darkness of the night, when he was still puzzled as to why this was the case, a small figure suddenly attracted his attention, and he turned his gaze away, and found that it was a child who was only six or seven years old, and he wondered why there were children here.

I saw the child with his back to the night, sitting on the ground with his knees folded in a daze, and his back was obviously lonely and lonely. At this moment, the child seemed to notice the existence of the night, turned his head, and when the night saw his face, he almost cried out in shock: "How is it possible? How can this be?"

At the same time, Xiao Xue was already dumbfounded, and he muttered quietly, "How can there be such a terrifying power? Is this the endless potential used by the reincarnation of the Dark Ancestor God?"

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, and the final chapter of "Ten Thousand Tribulations" had been played, and there was still no difference in the ensemble of the two. With a quick and powerful ending, the whole song ended, the music fell, the oil pot and the imp disappeared, and the two returned to everyone.

Commander Duck asked Xiaoxue, "What was the result?"

Xiao Xue admired: "Back to Lord Marshal, Lord Deputy Marshal's potential and intelligence are far beyond my imagination, and the ultimate score like "Ten Thousand Tribulations" can be played perfectly by the general with just a little guidance. ”

"Is that really the case? I don't think it's a little bit close?" Duck asked.

"This is what my subordinates have seen with their own eyes, and they dare not ......"

Xiaoxue's words were not finished, only to hear the sound of "dong", and the night fell to the ground, no matter how the fire and the moon called, the night could not get up.