The bronze wine bottle was thrown to the ground, and the red liquor in the cup spilled out and splashed all around.

Ji Wuye watched the ten fingers of the jade dance around, but he didn't hear a single piano sound.

The corners of his mouth kept pulling, his eyebrows were squeezed into Sichuan characters, his eagle eyes were yin, and the cold light stared at Langyu's waist, chest, neck, and all the way to his face.

Langyu's eyelashes finally raised, and the calm and elegant on his face turned into that charming and terrifying charming demeanor, and there was a for tat hidden under the seductive gaze.

She asked softly, "General, can the sound of the piano still be in your ears?" ”

Ji Wuye, who was already furious, shouted: "You use this kind of trick to tease General Ben, do you think your life is too long!" ”

He clenched his fist and landed heavily on the side of the wooden couch he was leaning on. Then he grabbed the bronze long knife, and the whole person popped out of the wooden couch, and with a snort, the tip of the knife pierced the beautiful nose of the jade face.

Lang Yu's hands left the body of the piano and slowly put it down, she calmly raised her head, facing the sharp tip of the knife, her eyebrows did not move, and her face did not change.

Outside the window, seeing Ji Wuye who was moving like this, Bai Feng's face had changed.

He couldn't help but want to rush in and swing away the long knife that might have pierced Yuqiao's face.

Mo Crow took out a hand and dragged him, shook his head slightly to signal Bai Feng to calm down, and at the same time lowered his voice and said: "Ji Wuye's martial arts are far above you and me, don't act rashly." ”

Bai Feng knew that he couldn't do the slightest thing when he went in now, so he had to press the impulse and watch quietly.

Lang Yu said softly: "The general gave me this broken string piano, naturally I want to listen to extraordinary songs, and the concubine An dares to fool the general." The general doesn't believe it, but look around the main hall. ”

When Ji Wuye heard this, his murderous aura was really a few inches weaker. He was so angry that he didn't bother to probe the changes around him.

At this time, when he looked up, he was greeted by hundreds of crows on the panes of the temple, and the strange cries of "quack, quack, quack" came into his ears.

Lang Yu Yingying got up and said with a leisurely smile: "The general has now seen the wonder of a thousand birds gathering, do you still think that Lang Yu is fooling the general?" ”

Ji Wuye, who looked up and looked around, muttered in his heart: "Could it be that these birds can really hear any heartstring song?" ”

The knife in Ji Wuye's hand hung down, but he still glared at Langyu: "It is said that the crow is the messenger of death. Why did the music you play with your heart attract these crows, which represent death? ”

Bai Feng, who had been watching the scene in the hall outside the window, heard this, his eyebrows locked, and he secretly said to himself:

"This song is full of the determination of death...... How could she play such a heartstring song? ”

He didn't know why Lang Yu was like this, but he always had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart.

There are some things that he can't see more clearly than Mo Crow, and Mo Crow can see the secret of getting jade, but he can't hear the voice she makes with her heart.

Hearing Ji Wuye's question, Lang Yuyan smiled, her face bloomed with bright light again, and she slowly said the answer:

"Have you ever heard of the phoenix, the king of birds? It will be reborn from the ashes and will have a more brilliant life. This is the intention of my song. ”

Bai Feng listened carefully to her words, and he inexplicably felt that this was actually for him. Did she guess that she would come?

"This is a surprise from Lang Yu to the general."

Ji Wuye stroked his beard with one hand and laughed out loud without warning.

As for the so-called answer, he doesn't care at all, all he wants is a woman, and he doesn't believe how much a woman can make waves.

He thrust the bronze knife into the floor, kicked over the vermilion platform that was blocking his progress, and walked towards the jade.

Ji Wuye laughed and said, "Someone said before that you are different from ordinary vulgar fans. ”

His large, swarthy calloused hand rudely lifted his snow-white chin.

Lang Yu didn't let the feelings in his heart be revealed, and his beautiful face was more gentle and tame than the little yellow warbler.

"Sure enough. - Good! General Ben likes a woman like you! ”

Outside the window, Bai Feng, who saw this scene, his face turned black for a moment, and Mo Crow looked at him worriedly.

Ji Wuye picked up Lang Yu with both hands, and said a satisfied "um" in his nose to express his praise, and then laughed, and the smug color in his smile was overflowing.

His big feet in black combat boots lifted forward and stepped on the guqin that had fallen to the ground with the platform.

With a "click", the guqin shattered.

The strings can still be broken, and the piano is difficult to recover.

This foot seemed to step on Bai Feng's heart, and his face showed sadness, this was the Yaoqin that he desperately stole from Zilanxuan, and it was the first and only gift he gave to Lang Yu.

Lang Yu looked docile, like a homing bird in Ji Wuye's arms.

She covered her lips with her hands and smiled softly.

Ji Wuye laughed even louder.

Bai Feng's heart was throbbing.

He desperately suppressed the pain in his heart, but a deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed him.

With tenderness and comfort in his eyes, Mo Crow looked at Bai Feng's face and pressed one hand on his shoulder.

Mo Crow understood Bai Feng's mood very well, the innocent boy watched the girl he fell in love with for the first time being held by a shameless bastard, but he couldn't stop it, and his heart was about to die.

Ji Wuye smiled and walked across the wooden floor step by step: "The beauty is good at drumming and playing the piano, how about playing a song for this general?" ”

Lang Yujiao whispered: "The general really wants to hear it?" ”

Ji Wuye narrowed his eagle eyes and smiled lustfully: "Impatient." ”

Langyu's cheeks were red, and her red lips were lightly pursed, as if she was infinitely shy. At this moment, she looked more beautiful than ever, so beautiful that she was flawless.

The slender jade hand stroked the sideburns, and the orchid-like five fingers deftly pulled out the hairpin.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes were like silk, her right hand gently stroked Ji Wuye's chest, and the delicate body of the warm nephrite took the initiative to lean on Ji Wuye's body.

She groaned softly, as if she was coquettish.

Ji Wuye reveled in his enjoyment and hummed comfortably.

Bai Feng's whole person was about to go crazy, the anger in his chest exploded, and he grabbed the pane uncontrollably.

His red eyes stared at the window—if his gaze could kill, Ji Wuye would have been pierced into thousands of holes, and only a piece of residue remained.

Mo Crow hugged Bai Feng's shoulders hard, pressing him to prevent him from breaking through the window, and his eyes were fixed on the jade. He knew that as soon as he had the opportunity, he would

Ji Wuye closed his eyes and was intoxicated, and praised comfortably: "Good fingering!" ”

Lang Yujiao smiled and said, "General, please reward." ”

Bai Feng closed his eyes, he didn't want to look at it anymore.

Lang Yusu's hand fell, and gradually reached Ji Wuye's chest. Suddenly, her bare hand flipped over, the hairpin was already in the palm of her hand, the sharp hairpin tip was exposed, and it stabbed out quickly, stabbing Ji Wuye's chest.

She had endured for this thorn for too long, and the opportunity finally came, Ji Wuye fell into the intoxication of warm fragrance and red powder, and her vigilant nerves relaxed temporarily.

She didn't want to wait any longer! She seized the fleeting opportunity and stabbed the hairpin that had become cold and shiny.

This thorn is only allowed to succeed, not to fail!

Ji Wuye's vigilance and the aura of danger that he has maintained over many years of life on the horse are still sensitive, and the eagle's eyes are wide, and he is shocked that something is wrong, and he subconsciously throws the jade high.

Lang Yu took advantage of the situation and did a somersault, twisting his flexible waist and sliding down around Ji Wuye's tiger's back, and the lotus foot landed on the ground.

Ji Wuye swept across the air, made the jade lean back to dodge, and then swept half a circle with great speed, snatched in from under Ji Wuye's iron arm, and stabbed hard with his bare hand, and the tip of the hairpin stabbed into Ji Wuye's chest.

Bai Feng heard the movement in the hall, and hurriedly opened his eyes, and his expression couldn't help but be stunned everywhere he looked.

In the hall, the muscles on Ji Wuye's face twitched uncontrollably, his face lost his previous color, his body froze in place, and a pair of round eyes looked at his chest in surprise.

The tip of the hosta pierced through layers of armor and plunged into his heart.

Lang Yufu lowered his body, raised his beautiful face, held the hairpin in his right hand, and smiled magnificently, seeing Ji Wuye with an expression of disbelief.

Ji Wuye's voice was trembling: "You, want to kill me?" ”

Lang Yu smiled extremely happily, his eyes cold and cold. She looked at Ji Wuye as if she were looking at a dead person.

Her clear eyes were full of disdain and disgust, and an indescribable pleasure of revenge.

She pursed her lips, smiled, and teased word by word:

"Bitter short. You're so drunk, I'm afraid you'll never wake up again. ”

Outside the window, the sunset is still brilliant.

Seeing the sudden turn of the situation, Bai Feng's surprise in his heart was beyond words.

It wasn't until this moment that he knew that Lang Yu was indeed the same as him in some ways.

They are all weapons! It should have been cut off from any feelings, and only the weapons of intrigue and killing should be refined.

The beauty and talent of Langyu may have played no more than the sharp light on the blade of the weapon!

A gorgeous and poignant symbol of death.

A flock of crows gathered, and if the crows represented death, someone would have lost their lives here today.

Will this person be ......?

A team of guards patrolled in this direction, and they had been vigilant about the surrounding ink crows, and when they heard the sound, their eyes glanced to the side, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately pulled Bai Feng, and the two of them jumped up at the same time, hiding back to the place where they were hiding.

A trail of blood flowed from the corner of Ji Wuye's mouth, and his face trembled uncontrollably, but a cruel smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Beauty is like a blade - if you want to kill me, it won't be your turn!"

Ji Wuye smiled calmly, and his tone was full of energy, and he didn't seem to have the slightest weakness.

Lang Yu's heart was shocked, the expression on his face instantly froze, and his pupils widened in horror, and said in his heart: "This special copper thorn can penetrate his layers of armor, but it can't pierce his flesh and blood." ”

Her hairpin's hands trembled, and her lips clenched:

"This person's horizontal training skills are so profound, it's just-"

When she tried to dodge, it was too late.

"Ahh Ji Wuye suddenly let out a thunderous shout, and a fierce force penetrated through his chest, turning into qi, making Yu scream miserably, and his body was involuntarily shocked by the qi wave and flew out!

That beautiful and dangerous hairpin was instantly shattered into pieces by Ji Wuye's strength!

The jade man was in mid-air, and the hard gold collar on his shoulders was also shattered with a crisp sound!

"Not good! Miscalculated! Ji Wuye's realm is not a first-class master at the peak of dark energy, he has stepped into the innate realm, after the baptism of heaven and earth, flesh and blood are like iron, the golden hairpin of making jade is not enough to kill him, and he has failed. ”

The purple girl who was hiding in the dark corner saw that Ji Wuye was injured but not dead, and suddenly fought back, and whispered in Wei Zhuang's ear with a disappointed tone.

Looking at Langyu flying out of the air, the purple girl asked, "Let's take action, we should be able to save Langyu." ”

"No, wait a little longer, the time has not yet come." Wei Zhuang, who had been watching the situation from the sidelines, said calmly.

He knew that someone was even more anxious than him, so let them take action first to kill Ji Wuye's internal strength, and then he would do the act of catching cicadas with a praying mantis.

Lang Yu screamed miserably and fell out for a few feet, and her delicate body smashed on the wooden pillar that supported the main hall and fell down.

The hard metal couldn't stop Ji Wuye's strong energy, and it was tragically shattered into fragments, not to mention the woman's delicate body?

She lay there, apparently badly wounded. Moans of pain, voices like low sobs.

Lang Yu finally struggled to prop up his upper body, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but lower his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The edge of her hard collar shattered, and the upper edge of her warm yellow tunic slipped off, revealing the entire white jade shoulders.

Ji Wuye stood in place like a tower, and asked sharply, "Who sent you to kill me?" ”

Lang Yu smiled miserably, gritted his teeth and said: "You have a lot of blood debts, everyone will be punished!" ”

Her words, while not positive, were true.

Maybe she stayed in the Bird Pavilion and waited for the opportunity to assassinate Ji Wuye, precisely because Ji Wuye owed her a mountain of blood debt. Otherwise, when Bai Feng rescued her from the cage and flew freely together, she would not have been able to refuse against her will.

Ji Wuye naturally understands that he has made countless "great achievements" over the years: "There are many people who want to kill me, but unfortunately, there are few who have the courage to do so." ”

Most of the generals who have the courage to lean into power and the opposition and have great achievements in war are not ordinary enemies, and the purpose is not just for revenge.

"Who is your master? Open ground, Han Fei, or ......? ”

Zhang Kaidi and Han Fei are the most capable people in South Korea today except for Ji Wuye, and they are hostile to Ji Wuye, and they are the most likely to send someone to assassinate him.

Lang Yu's eyes were full of pain, but the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile.

Over the years, this chaotic and complicated world has brought her so much pain that her heart is about to be unable to bear it.

She didn't want anyone to know about her past, she was born because of the piano, she used the piano as a companion, and eventually died with the piano.

Love and hate are intertwined, and the end is ruthless.

Ruthless on the outside, incomprehensible in the heart.

The empty mountains are still there, and the birds are singing badly.

The heart of the piano is stacked thousands of times, and the jade is destroyed.

She eventually decides to be a murderous weapon, for a reason that is also unknown.

From that moment on, she clearly knew that her fate was decided, and the ending was difficult to change.

Now she, like the legendary nightingale, has found the red rose in her life, pierced her body into the longest and sharpest thorns, completed the sound that she sings only once in her life, and in the perfect singing voice, in the dying moment, she transcends her own pain and blooms her most beautiful life.

It was fate, but at this moment, she saw the way she least wanted it.

"Not only will it cost you your own life, but it may also affect others."

- I understand what it means, and I don't want to involve anyone. Lang Yu was no longer able to move, but she still gritted her teeth.

A stream of red blood flowed down from his lips, reflecting the snow-white skin, which was shocking.

When Ji Wuye saw it, he was shocked in his heart: "Take poison?!" ”

Like a rat that has been stepped on by its tail, he quickly bounced in front of Langyu and strangled her jaw.

The jade was like a helpless little yellow warbler, and he carried it into the air.

Ji Wuye shouted angrily: "Spit it out!" ”

Then his iron fist slammed into Rangyu's lower abdomen.

Langyu let out a "uh" and swallowed the pain, not struggling in the slightest, she knew it was just in vain.

She had swallowed the poison, and it would soon begin to work.

She knew that she would soon be able to free herself from the wounds of a lifetime, from the torments of this world.

She closed her eyes and stopped looking at Ji Wuye.

Seeing this, Ji Wuye sneered: "Okay! True blue. I like it. ”

His hand tightened, and Jade's breathing almost stopped.

He sneered, "I'll fulfill you!" It may be a long process, and I hope you will have time to tell me the answer before you die. ”

Lang Yu's heart was already cold, as if it had sunk to the coldest abyss in the deep sea.

- This man didn't even let her die properly.

She only hoped that the poison would take her life away as soon as possible, away from all the pain and torment.

Ji Wuye's tone suddenly became very "gentle": "There may be a little pain." However, you can always call it off. ”

His words seemed to be a kind admonition, but the tone and tone of his words were extremely cruel and terrifying.

Ji Wuye let go of the hand that was choking Yuyu's throat, and punched her in the lower abdomen again, knocking her out.

Lang Yu, who was flying upside down in the air, let out a low cry, and his eyes were open to see Ji Wuye pull out the bronze long knife inserted in the floor, and the long knife swung in the direction he flew out.

Lang Yu felt as if time had stood still, and he slowly drifted backwards, drifting towards the endless darkness of death.

Lang Yu closed her eyes in despair, and her heart was at peace.

It is said that when a person is on the verge of death, everything in this life will reappear before his eyes.

And the last thing you see is always the most important thing, and the person who is the most inseparable.

Lang Yu closed his eyes, and it seemed that the figure really appeared in front of him.

His short hair was flowing, his plain white clothes were raised in the wind, the white feathers on his shoulders were flying, he was leaning against the window, and the sound of the piano was rippling in his ears.