Chapter 138 Lost in the Long River of History (26) Xun Sheng

The days were spent in cruel torment, and both sides were gritting their teeth and persevering to see who would consume whom first. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The grassland below Zhulu Mountain has become a paradise for maggots and flies. The speed at which the corpses increased was so fast that even if the two sides reached a tacit agreement to send people to burn them every day, they would not be able to deal with them in a hurry. I had to let the rancid smell pervade, swarms of insects and flies, and the sky was surrounded by black clouds-like scavenging birds all the time, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Seven Kills stood on the third parapet, looking at the hundreds of thick smoke rising from the grassland, silently took out a pottery Xun from his arms, and played it with a whin.

Every day, whenever he has time, Seven Kills will always play Tao Xun, he is not good at music, and he improvises with the scene he sees with his eyes.

Gradually, the people of the two opposing formations invariably felt an inexplicable sadness of slaughter from the tone played by the Seven Killings.

There will always be people who listen to it, and they will cry bitterly, and then it will spread like a plague, and this cry will shake the heavens and reach the heavens. After crying, wipe away tears, people have to repeat yesterday's events, killing each other!

But there is also a group of people who will only be in a daze and not cry when they hear Tao Xun playing the Seven Killings, this group of people is called the Black Flame Legion.

Now, even the people on the Jiuli side, every day when it comes to a temporary truce to dispose of the corpses, they will spontaneously approach the position of the Xuanyuan side, and they know that the Xuanyuan Shennong coalition army will not attack them at this time.

Of course, the seven kills are also very kind, and when it is time to play Tao Xun every day, I don't forget to take out a big tripod to use as a megaphone.

People gathered in groups, supporting each other, sitting on the grass closest to the position of the Seven Kills, waiting for the low and melodious sound of Tao Xun to sound again.

Everyone, whether they are friends or foes, longs to listen to the Seven Killings play Tao Xun every day, and then cry or go out of their minds along with the melody. This is already the only way for people to release mental pressure, only in this way will the last string of everyone's tension not break, will not collapse and go crazy, and will have the courage to try to live.

The supreme leaders of both sides were also very face-saving, and surprisingly did not impose a stop. So a magical scene in the history of human warfare appeared, every day in the evening, in addition to disposing of corpses, there are important matters at hand, the two sides of the war must come to an unprecedented military and civilian concert, Seven Killings is also the first person in history to hold a solo concert!

The melodious sound of Tao Xun sounded......

Ji Liang looked at the grassland and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. There were many chiefs and generals behind him, some of them looked sad, some gritted their teeth, some sighed, and some were sobbing quietly.

Chiyou sat by the river, letting the breeze ruffle his long hair, his eyes closed, and his hands lightly clapping. After a while, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

The co-worker was distraught and kept tearing his hair with both hands.

Ling Huyan was roasting a piece of meat on the bonfire, listening and listening, his eyes stared straight at the bonfire, and he didn't even pay attention to the smell of burning.

Zhu Rong held the antlers in his hand and looked blankly in the direction of Dongyi, and the big teardrops rained as if they were falling to the ground. The buck was curious, lowered his head and stretched out his tongue to lick the tears on the ground, I don't know if it was bitter or salty?

The beasts threw down their rattan whips and sat down on the ground, watching their beloved companions wonder what they were thinking, and the beasts who had been ferocious on the battlefield were curled up in a ball, wailing and licking their wounds!

Tonight's melody is particularly desolate, but it is also extraordinarily calming, and this melody has been accompanied by the setting sun, the fire of the sunset, and the starry sky.

The seven killings have no intention of stopping, and people have no intention of leaving, but gather more and more. This melody seems to make everyone forget love and hate, forget the pain, forget each other, forget the quagmire of war.

Seven Kills was ethereal in his heart at this time, and he just tried his best to adjust his breath to vent his emotions.

The night was already very deep, a crescent moon hung in the sky at some point, the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, the grassy grassland was covered with a faint fluorescence, and the insects chirped happily.

At this moment, everything was intoxicated, time and space seemed to freeze, nothing could bear to disturb the tranquility, only the distant melody could prove that time was still passing quietly.

The tone of the Seven Kills changed, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the earth being shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, which became dense at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seven Kills sighed in his heart: Let's let everyone spend the last peaceful night!

Then the Seven Kills no longer paid attention to the more than two months of waiting for it to appear, and God gave him the opportunity to break the Jiuli and continue to concentrate on playing Tao Xun.

Seven Kills' heart became more and more ethereal, and in a trance, he seemed to see many small points of light flying around him, like the fireflies he had chased on summer nights when he was a child, but the small points of light were white.

There were more and more of these small points of light, and in the end, they were all over the mountains, and they all converged towards the Seven Kills, slowly rotating around the Seven Killings, forming a huge whirlpool hundreds of zhang thick, and the center of the whirlpool was the Seven Kills played with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, the Da Ding used as a speaker around Seven Kills trembled slightly, and a wave of fluctuations that no one could detect spread rapidly from the Da Ding, spreading to the entire space in a hemispherical shape like ripples.

A few seconds later, Jiuding said in the mind of the Seven Kills: "Venerable Lord, the number of free soul origin energy clusters has been detected, the number is 95736, whether to absorb it, please instruct!"

Seven Kills has been with Jiuding for nearly five years, and he has long learned how to use two minds, and then Tao Xun kept playing and asked curiously: "What is the Origin Energy Group of the Free Soul?"

Jiuding hesitated for a moment and replied: "That's what you said, people's souls after death." ”

Seven Kills was surprised: "The souls of people after death?

Jiuding said: "It should be that only Jiuding can accurately detect and position this type of energy and capture it. There are very few in the universe with this kind of technology. ”

Seven Kills said, "Then do you have a way to identify who these souls belonged to before they were alive?"

Jiuding immediately replied: "Analyzing, Lord Wait." ”

Seven Kills said with great joy: "Is this all right? Jiuding, I just need to die the souls of the members of the Black Flame Legion. For the rest, let them settle their own destiny!"

After a while, Jiuding said: "There are a total of 1,407 free soul origin energy groups that meet the requirements of the Venerable Lord, whether to capture or not, please instruct!"

When Seven Kills heard that this number coincided with the number of members of the Black Flame Legion who died in battle, he said excitedly: "Get them in quickly!" Hehe, my Black Flame Legion, life is my person, and death will be my ghost!"

Then, clusters of light points that could not be seen by humans at all flew into the big ding beside Seven Kills.

Jiuding said: "Lord, the capture is complete." ”

Seven Kills asked again, "Jiuding, then can you revive them?"