Chapter Eighty-Six: Da Shao
"Why are you willing to serve an ambitious man, you are all very effective people, and if you use them in the right way, I am afraid that you will benefit many people?"
Yunlou Chaoyue sighed.
"Shut up!"
The Huqin musician drank coldly: "Twenty years ago, Yunlou Qingshu took advantage of the death of the old city lord and raised an army. The illegitimate son born to a concubine actually usurped the unification of Yunlou!
Now he even calls His Royal Highness Qingxi, the sister-in-law of the old city lord, a traitor, not afraid of the world's shame?"
The musician holding the pipa in his arms laughed, and his voice was as feminine as a woman: "Besides, you are not even the daughter of Yunlou Qingshu." How can an imposter be qualified to judge our lords?
Don't think I don't know, since a year ago, Her Royal Highness the princess is no longer in Yunlou City. Yunlou Qingshu was really kind-hearted, his biological daughter was gone, but he found an imposter to replace him, and sent Anglo in a grand manner, secretly sending people to find clues...... If it wasn't for her this time, why would I have sent you here?"
Yunlou Chaoyue listened silently, and after a long time, she seemed to understand, and nodded: "I heard that the original father-in-law Chang, who went into exile with Yunlou Qingxi, also appeared here, I still can't believe it." Turns out you're looking for her too......"
She paused, and a hint of regret flashed in her indifferent eyes:
"Then I can't keep you. ”
"Don't be ashamed!"
Old Mama, no, I can't call her an old mama anymore, on her body, the wandering beast face roared silently, and a sharp blade suddenly popped out of the five fingers, turned into wolf claws, and grabbed towards the face of Yunlou Chaoyue:
"Look at me first picking out your little evil eyeballs!"
Yunlou Chaoyue raised her head and stared at the sharp claws that were whistling, her slender eyelashes blinking slightly, and there was no fear in her clear pupils, just a compassionate gaze.
Silently, the wolf-turned woman's claws froze, and there was only a line away from the pupils of those eyes, and they could not be saved.
"It's righteousness and fame again, is this kind of thing really that important?" Yunlou Chaoyue looked around at the three of them and asked softly: "Because of it, you have killed so many people, and you will also kill yourself." ”
"What are you waiting for! Kill this witch!"
The wolf girl scratched and attacked frantically, but the iron claws rubbed against the air, and she couldn't move an inch, only sparks flew.
There is no need to speak, the musician's hands holding the pipa are already stroking the instrument, and it is sonorous!
In an instant, it seemed like a long wind swept the entire alley.
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The scorching wind swept from the void and blew wildly with the sound of the lute, and with a manic heat in the wind, it drove away the sound of the tide and the vapor, and instantly pulled the alley into the scorching desert.
A vast illusion of the setting sun rose from the long wind, exuding a scorching light, and another round of the waning moon rose from the other side, so cold, but like a flame, scorching people's hearts.
In the scorching heat of the long wind, suddenly the neighing of war horses sounded.
In the alley, the centuries-old green bricks on the ground suddenly shattered and cracked, and on them, the marks of iron hooves were like a war horse.
The sound of iron hooves was like thunder, and with the sound of the pipa, they exploded one after another.
- "General's Order"!
In the hands of the musicians, the strings of the lute are staggered and fluctuated, and the crisp sound is like a collision of swords, full of murderous aftertaste. In the middle of playing, above the empty hoof marks, the wind danced wildly, and the sand flew all over the sky.
In the void, the sound of the neighing of war horses became more and more advanced.
Until finally, dozens of black shadows broke through the yellow sand and hurricanes and flew across the void, real iron hooves stepping on the shattered green bricks, turning them into powder of destruction.
On top of the black horse in a heavy vest, there is a figure that looks like a demon.
They were covered in the karmic fire of the desert, which turned into pitch-black armor and burned vigorously on their bodies. In the midst of the karmic fire, they are greedy and gasping for breath, swallowing the powder of fire, as if galloping out of hell.
In the midst of the gale, they roared, and even the setting sun and the waning moon shattered in the roar.
At this moment, in this narrow alley, sixteen demon cavalry were charging forward, advancing like an iron wall. In his hands, the blade sliced through the masonry of the walls, leaving a terrible trail and the rubble flew out.
Swords roar, iron hooves gallop!
The black cavalry turned into a sea tide, emerged from the void, and swept all the way in the direction of the cloud tower tide moon. Everywhere he went, the masonry shattered, the stone dust flew up, and even the air was torn apart by the scorching killing intent.
The sound of the huqin is hidden in the sonorous sound of the iron horseman's contention, like resentment in the long night, winding from all directions, turning into a trap that cannot be dodged.
It is like a thousand strands of affection, wrapped around the body, cutting constantly, and the reason is chaotic. Not only does it bind the body, but it also acts on the girl's mind, so that her seven emotions are hot, her six desires are rolling, forgetting where she is, and immersing herself in the invasion like a heavenly demon.
In the midst of this internal and external attack, Yunlou Chaoyue silently stared at the love silk wrapped around her, the foehn wind blowing in her face, and the asura that came in the wind.
She closed her eyes and sighed silently as if in pity.
Collapse!
Collapse, collapse, collapse, collapse!!!
In an instant, an endless cracking sound sounded, and they overlapped in the same place, turning into a roar like a flood bell and a big lu!
The love thread broke and dissipated. The foehn stopped and dissipated. The Iron Rider stopped, and dissipated......
All the effects of the aether were forcibly dispersed at this moment, as if an invisible hand had reached down from the sky, snatching the power of the aether from the hands of these mortals who had crossed the boundary, and taking control of it in their own hands.
That's it, Taiyi!
Such a huge amount of aether manipulation made Yunlou Chaoyue's face suddenly turn white, but with her wave of her hand, the aether gathered in the wind and turned into a whirlpool, like a rain cloud silt, in which thunder rolled.
The thunder roared through the air and exploded, shaking the faces of the three of them pale.
With the wave of the cloud tower tide moon, there was a roar of drums in the void, stirring thunder. The iron struck each other, bursting with electric light. The bronze bell is majestic, suppressing all aetheric changes. Da Lu is melodious, expounding endless power.
The disparate instruments overlap each other, and at first they are distinct, with the majesty and solemnity of the interpretive words, which presses the mind. The aftermath alone is soul-shattering and uncontrollable.
Obviously it hasn't started yet, just the interpretation of the prologue has already made the three of them completely lose all ability to resist.
This is no longer something that a person can achieve, and it has nothing to do with ability. In the West, this is a deep realm that requires a concerted ensemble of multiple musicians to reach – the 'symphony'.
In the East, this is the Berserk of Rage wielded by the Nine Imperial Musicians.
What was terrifying was not only the power displayed by Yunlou Chaoyue, but also the terrifying talent, but the magnificent tune that came from the void. That kind of aura that is as high as the way of heaven and is invincible......
This is the sound of the emperor who has exhausted the way of 'change'.
"--Da Shao"!?"
The pipa man was stunned and whispered, "That's Da Shao?"
"What's going on?Isn't it only the Yunlou bloodline that can urge the 'Artifact Emperor Jun'?!" The Huqin musician took a step back, and his face changed:
"It's a fake! Why can she ......?"
"You're here to kill me. For the sake of the greater good, or something greater, I can understand and agree. ”
In the sound of the magnificent emperor, the voice of the tide moon in the cloud tower came.
Even the sound of the heavens and the earth shattering and the stars running could not hide her whispers, this is the power of the 'Taiyi', and there is no other will but me!
In the midst of the thundercloud arch guard, her eyes regretted:
"It's just that from the very beginning, you didn't think it through...... Who the hell am I? ”
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At that moment, the three of them seemed to understand something, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
In the midst of Hong Zhong Dalu, Yunlou Chaoyue's fingers slipped silently, and thunderclouds and lightning shrouded everything.
In an instant, all sound was gone.
Even the thunder disappeared and was silent.
There was only darkness in the alley, and the darkness was surging, and the electric light was galloping, and occasionally a dazzling light lit up through the heavy clouds, which was shocking.
In the black clouds, there seems to be a dragon parading, occasionally revealing hideous horns.
- Dashao Prologue: Looting Ashes!
In an instant, the black clouds dissipated, and the lightning disappeared.
Only a faint ash fluttered in the air. Ashes flew like gray-white snow.
In the midst of the flying snow, Yunlou Chaoyue looked back indifferently, staring at the silent enemy.
The three musicians were still standing in place, as if they had been transformed into clay sculptures and wood sculptures, motionless. The visions that entangle them are gone, whether they are clouds or ghosts, or beast-faced battles...... Because the resonance with the world was forcibly cut off, the vision was gone.
For a long time, the corners of the huqin musician's mouth were hooked with difficulty, as if mocking himself, so his face cracked into a tragic crack.
"The blood of the dragon veins of the Yunlou clan...... There can be no mistake. ”
He whispered, "It's the real thing." ”
At this moment, he finally understood that the so-called 'disappearance of the princess' was just a rumor created by the old thief of Yunlou Qingshu in order to draw out his lord.
Unfortunately, it was already late.
His husk began to crumble and crumble, merging into the snow of ashes.
"Hate, hate!"
The pipa musician sobbed softly and followed closely.
The musician who turned into an old lady didn't say a word, just stared at the cheeks of Yunlou Chaoyue in silence. When he was dying, his eyes seemed to have softened, no longer gloomy and crazy.
She opened her mouth and muttered something softly, and her body collapsed, turning into ashes.
All was silent again.
In the snow of ashes that flew away, Yunlou Chaoyue was silent, and she heard the last words of the old lady clearly.
Maybe it's really because of the softened heart because of the relationship for days, or maybe it's the confusion before death...... Perhaps, she didn't hate this rebel princess from the beginning.
She said, "Your Highness, please cherish it. ”
Yunlou Chaoyue lowered her head and lowered her lonely pupils.
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In the silence, she seemed to feel something, and looked at the high wall beside her, as if through the wall, she saw the white-haired girl again.
"Are you leaving?" she asked softly.
For a long time, on the other side of the high wall, no one responded. But Yunlou Chaoyue's gaze did not waver from beginning to end, perhaps because he understood the meaning of the other party's silence, Yunlou Chaoyue sighed softly.
"Without your acquiescence and 'swagger', "Da Shao" would have no effect. Bai Xi, don't hide it, it's 'Dijun' who sensed you. ”
As if hearing the girl's long breathing, Chaoyue asked softly:
"Are you alright?"
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