A full moon, high in the sky.

The sprinkling of moonlight, like a light veil, fell everywhere in the Forbidden City.

The glazed tiles on the tall palace were illuminated by the excessively bright moonlight, and there seemed to be surging waves.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind brought a little bleak and slaughtered.

In the middle of the night, there were still Yulin troops in the Forbidden City guarding all parts of the palace to protect the safety of the emperor and the harem concubines.

As the most heavily defended place in the whole world, and can be called a tiger's den in Longtan for outsiders, the Forbidden City has two uninvited guests today.

No one knows where they came from, and no one knows why they came from.

No one even knew that they were coming.

Otherwise, the Forbidden City would definitely not be so peaceful now.

They stand above everyone's heads, the center of the power that symbolizes the whole world, and the place where it culminates - the Golden Luan Palace.

However, just like the emperor, he could only sit on the dragon chair placed above the steps in the Jinluan Palace, and let the many courtiers below bow down.

The two uninvited guests stood taller than the emperor who was the master of the Forbidden City and the co-lord of the world.

Even if you are as noble as the emperor, you have to look up to them, and you can't see the two of them.

Yes.

This is the highest place in the hearts of countless people, and it is also an extremely difficult place to reach in reality.

Such as the danger of Huashan, as long as you risk your life, it is always possible to climb to the top.

It's just the mountains that stand in your way.

But in the Forbidden City, that's not a place that can be reached without risking your life.

Often many people, who can't even step into the Forbidden City, fall in front of the palace gate, and become chaotic ministers and thieves who will be cleaned up even the last trace of existence in their lives - bloodstains. Not to mention stepping into the palace, under the noses of tens of thousands of Yulin troops in the palace, climb to the top of the Jinluan Palace, which symbolizes the center of power in the world.

The sky and the earth are big, the emperor is the biggest, and no emperor is willing to let others step on him.

Even if he is the king of heaven.

"You're here?" The man dressed in black spoke, his black clothes were mixed with gold embroidery, although he was dressed in black, he looked magnificent.

He stood here, as if he had been standing for a long time, and as if he had just come.

On his back, there was a long strip of black cloth wrapped in it.

Although it was covered by a black cloth, the terrifying fluctuations in it were faintly emanated. With a sense of arrogance and domineering in the world, it is always showing its own existence.

"yes, I'm here." The man in white spoke.

He was dressed in white, pure, and without any decoration, which was in stark contrast to the man in black, and it was distinct.

He just came.

In fact, he should have been here a year ago.

But the older the wine, the more mellow it is, and the real opponent is rare in a century, so he is here today.

Around the man's waist, he wore a silver-white keyboard.

The keyboard was wiped clean, and there was a faint glimmer of light, which was inadvertently covered by the moonlight.

This is only a plate, and the sweat that seeps from the fingers on the keyboard for many years interacts with the keyboard to form a thick slurry.

The cold breath emanating from the keys, like the ice of the Far North, is constantly eroding the people and things around them.

Between the eyebrows of the man in white, under his feet, and on the glazed tiles of the Jinluan Palace, a layer of white and cold frost formed on them.

Any keyplayer dreams of having such a keyboard. Especially the pulp that comes out of the plate is the life's work of a keyman.

With such a keyboard, it can produce a thick pulp, which is enough to prove the identity of the person who came.

Only the key gods!

The key guest is to serve 10,000 people, one key in hand, and the people who bow down in the world are for the gods!

He's - Simon blows the key.

He likes white, never smiles, and has a chilling key.

Therefore, he doesn't like to watch people vomit blood, and many key-bearers who fall under his keys have always fallen backwards, leaving only the whites of their eyes, and at the last moment they saw endless whiteness.

Death, about the same as the endless white.

Just like the cold air spreading on the blowing snow button, the frost condensed around it, cold and lonely.

"Simon blows the key." The man in black spoke, and a pair of sharp eyes looked at Simon and blew the key.

In his eyes, there is domineering, which is the light that can only be possessed by ten thousand people.

Ordinary people will never be able to have it.

Ordinary people, as early as when they saw these eyes, trembled in their hearts, and couldn't help but bow their heads in submission.

Simon blows the key no.

He looked at the man in black, his left hand stretched out, brushed between his eyebrows, and scraped a layer of white frost on his fingers, slightly cool.

"Ye Gujian." He said.

At this time, Ximen Blowing Key's heart was quiet, and there was nothing else to think.

A year has passed, and a few minutes is nothing?

It's a pity that in the past today, there is bound to be a person standing on a lonely mountain.

Side by side, in front of no one, and it is difficult to find the loneliness of an opponent.

Simon knew that that person must be himself, so he was not in a hurry.

Sincere to the key, honest to the key in the hand, honest to the key before the person.

He had always been lonely.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Ye Gujian's face remained unchanged, and he seemed to be just talking about an ordinary thing.

But in the world, how could there be people who let Ye Gujian, the lord of Baiyun City, wait?

As a key saint, there are too many famous keykes who have been defeated under his key, who dares to make him wait?

Simon blew the key, and he was willing to wait.

"I'm not late." Simon replied with a.

"Actually, you've already lost." There was a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

Simon blows the key and never talks nonsense, because many people don't even have the qualifications to ask him to say one more word, it's just a one-click thing.

"Oh?" Ye Gujian raised his eyebrows, revealing a somewhat curious expression.

He was not angry.

"How?"

"Because your heart is not sincere!"

"Insincere?" Ye Gujian smiled, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Yes."

"Those who are honest with the key are honest with others, and you are not sincere." Simon replied with a blow.

Ye Gujian's smile became even brighter, and he asked, "Why do those who are honest with the key need to be honest with others?" ”

"Yes." Simon continued, the expression on his face remained unchanged from beginning to end, like ice that had not changed for thousands of years.

"So I have friends, and you don't."

Ye Gujian was silent, and Simon Blowing the key was right.

He reached out and lifted the black cloth from the long strip of object behind him, revealing the keyboard beneath the black cloth.

"Whether there is one or not, after all, you have to do a game to know who can continue to stand."

The last full stop was struck, and Lin Chu exhaled, and suddenly became much more relaxed.

Writing a novel is definitely not such a simple thing.,He just finished writing a chapter.,The whole person feels tired.,There's a feeling of being hollowed out in the body.。。

However, looking at what he had written, he nodded with some satisfaction.

Revisit, click publish the chapter, and you're all set.