Zhao Gongshang, who was kneeling in front of the corpse holding the bamboo, roared like a madman who didn't know what to do, only the red figure in front of him and the memory in his mind witnessed everything that had happened, and the cold wind swept through the broken soil

In front of him, there is an eternal darkness

The direction is indiscerning, there is no time, there is no space, there is no matter, there is nothing

How am I here?

How did you get here?

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But the figure in the darkness didn't dare to stop, whether there was nothing in front of him or behind him, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't dare to stop his steps, he was afraid, he always felt that there was something in his heart that could never be put down by himself first, he couldn't be immersed here, he needed something different from this darkness, maybe light, maybe heat, maybe more and something else.

You must not stop

Footsteps are extremely fast in the dark, from time to time I will feel stumbling, there is no pain when I fall, I don't feel the strength to hold on when I stand up, I just hope, I just don't want to fall here, it's an obsession that can't be let go.

Stubborn as an obsession of steel

What are you after?

He didn't know

Why do you keep running like this?

He didn't know

What do you gain by breaking through this darkness?

He still didn't know

It's just a momentum, and of course it could just be fear, he doesn't want to stay here.

He felt like he had something else to forget.

Is it a name? Is it identity? Is it an unfulfilled wish? Is it power and wealth?

Still is... Who?

The pain hit instantly, but it seemed that something blocked his way through the darkness, obviously it was only a little bit, but no matter how hard he tried, he was trapped in this darkness, and he couldn't break out no matter what.

"Can anyone help me? Is there anything else besides me? Respond to me! ”

"Who's going to help me!"

Shouted

But there was no response in this darkness, only the sound in his heart kept echoing, and the sound was almost absent in this darkness.

He could only listen to his own words, weakened by the layers of darkness

"Who's going to help me!"

“... Come help me! ”

“....... Help me! ”

“...... Me! ”

“...... Yes! ”

Sound is transmitted layer by layer

Eventually, it was as if something had been sleeping in this space had awakened.

A little white gradually appeared in the darkness

Not like the sun

It's like an eye

Only the whites of the eyes

The voice is cold

"You... Need my help? ”

With a touch of excitement in cunning

......

"Holding the Bamboo ......"

"Noise."

Ji Beiqing's voice that moved the body of the moon servant bow out of the water prison was as cold as a cold sharp knife, and the blade wiped his throat

Zhao Gongshang completely ignored it, the only remaining true yuan was completely stimulated, and the previous suppression didn't seem to have left a trace in his heart, but in fact it was not, the reason why he dared to do so was because this trace was too deep, so deep that he lost a person who loved him to the point of dedicating his life, so he would be so crazy and ignore it.

A person who has passed by death will not dare to face death?

Zhao Gongshang's eyes were only cold

Dao Xin was stimulated in an instant, and the sadness of his heart was completely filled with his emotions, and the guqin that fell in the center of a pile of rubble flew up as if he was being summoned, and spun straight in front of Zhao Gongshang

But he just glanced at it lightly, and stroked it hard with his right hand on the sharp strings

Blood soaked the strings

【Dao Heart・Yuan Affection Cultivation】

The Baoqin handed down from Zhao Yeli's hand is silent and sonorous, which is a wail from the source and a cry of the heart

His eyes were red, and Zhao Gongshang's eyes seemed to be stained with blood, but it was just that, and his tears were almost dry.

Seven wounds were cut on his right hand, but he was unconscious, his five fingers were still caressing the strings, and the True Yuan, which only accounted for three or four percent of the total, had been exhausted almost instantly in order to exert the maximum power of this Dao heart

But Zhao Gongshang was still expressionless, his pupils were full of black, and his sad mood was condensed to the extreme, as if he could reflect the reflection in those eyes

Ji Beiqing didn't care, carefully wrapped the broken clothes on the body of the moon servant, bent down to pick her up, in his mind, what kind of waves can a six-fold kid with a Dao heart turn over?

But this time, his judgment was wrong

His face quickly turned pale, his lips shriveled, and his blood was drained by the sadness in his heart

One leg and one cross, two legs cross-legged and stood up in the air, standing in the air out of thin air, the body of one hundred and ten catties was powerless, and it looked light and fluttering like a feather

The movement of the left hand that had just learned the right hand was also soaked in blood, and the blood of both hands eroded the red strings little by little, dyeing a deeper color

The hands were obviously plucking the strings quickly, but the seven strings that were constantly being drawn did not reveal the slightest sound, but kept trembling with Zhao Gongshang's movements, and the music was nearing the end, and the index finger of the right hand was finally plucked

Seven chords break in unison

Zhao Gongshang's eyes flowed two lines of bloody tears

【Dragon King Sins Tianyin】

【Prelude】

【Zhaotian】

This song [Dragon King Sin Tianyin] is the ancestor of Zhao Gongshang, the pinnacle of Zhao Yeli, the first musician of the Sui Dynasty, the Zhao family has not played a single note for more than 100 years, this piece is extremely precious, even the great Zhao family is only passed on by word of mouth, no music score is exposed, and only cultivators above the [Dao Mood] are qualified to play the sound, but even so, the Zhao family, who has produced three [Dao Mood] for more than 100 years, has only one who can play the sound, and after playing, the cultivation is completely wasted, Even Zhao Gongshang didn't intend to try to touch it in this realm.

But now, he doesn't care.

He's going to kill.

The silent film finally stopped at the moment when the strings were all broken, and as the seven strings broke one by one, the sound of the piano burst out step by step, and the sound of the piano with majesty and sorrow swept the entire cave, and the true yuan was shattered bit by bit, and the world seemed to return to nothingness.

Ji Beiqing, who had just picked up the Moon Servant Bow, also discovered that something was wrong, the void phase unfolded instantly, Zhen Yuan formed a sword, the red color flashed, the space was suddenly distorted, and Zhao Gongshang's strings twisted with a wail, and sadness filled his chest

Swept

The wind was turbulent, the water droplets that were frozen in the air fell suddenly, the space was covered with sand and dust, and the line of sight was full of light that could not be seen directly, and the burning true yuan told the true meaning of brokenness, making people feel desperate

Gradually, the water droplets burst away, and the sound of the piano shattered into the air

The clouds are calm and the wind is calm

After all, Zhao Gongshang still can't match Ji Beiqing's absolute strength, no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he still can't fully exert it, although he has a move with Ji Beiqing, but he can only deal a blow.

The body stiffened in place, but instead of falling down as before, it remained in its place

Behind him, is the corpse of Baozhu.

'That's it... Let's end it. (To be continued.) )