With the bursting of the woman in colorful clothes, for a while, the sky was quiet again, except for a few unknown small fish poking their heads out in the calm water, and the sound of touching the water, everything returned to calm.

Looking around, Zhang Xu and Jian Ling's faces were slightly stunned, although they had both seen the subtleties of the piano sound of the woman in colorful clothes. But in less than a few minutes, the weak breeze in the sky, the feeling of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers suddenly disappeared. Zhang Xu held his breath, although he didn't understand the sound of the piano, but just now the other party made a series of piano sounds, although it washed his soul like spring rain, but the power of the cyclone in the space was already so powerful that it was almost terrifying.

However, it is truly amazing that the power of this terrifying cyclone can shake the air and reach the point where people's hearts are known. However, with this shocking explosion, the atmosphere in the air changed in vain, could it be just the gap at the beginning of the rainstorm.

Seeing the faces of the two, the woman in colorful clothes smiled, and the more majestic cyclone power poured into the guqin. As a handful hand continued to change on the guqin, a strange domineering cyclone force spread through the air.

"Don't worry, I'm measured. The woman in the colorful dress withdrew the ribbon with her right hand and waved her hand, with a look of confidence on her face.

Hearing this, the sword spirit finally reassured Zhang Xu in his heart, but Ren Ran was quite puzzled by the other party's move to put away the ribbon, you must know that the rage of "Nayan" at this moment is terrifying, but because he doesn't understand the sound of the piano, naturally the two don't say much.

"Be careful, there's nothing to bind him anymore. Sword Spirit reminded.

The colored woman nodded slightly, and glanced at the Grim Reaper above Na Yan's head, "Don't worry, that thing can't go crazy at the moment." ”

The woman in the colorful dress is constantly changing the movements in her hands, fast and regular, and the sound of the piano is sometimes brisk and sometimes empty with the help of the dust beating in space. When I feel like I've fallen to the bottom, I'm glad that I'm safe, but I'm going to be in the next waterfall.

As the notes change one after another, the sound rushes everywhere in the space, and it feels like the sound of the piano is not coming from the woman in the colorful clothes, but is played by the piano players all around. Gradually, the notes began to come into view, substantial as the size of water droplets, and began to condense and arrange in the space where Nayan stood, forming a cube shape.

Just when the substantial water droplets were formed to condense the cube, the sound of the piano turned again, the eyes were right, the majestic singing, the war drums roared, the horses' hooves were about to be river, and the sky suddenly changed and the blood boiled.

"Help me, I'm so cold. Just as Nayan was desperate, the round light suddenly shone brightly, and a white and delicate jade hand stretched out.

Seeing this sudden life-saving straw, most of the chill in his heart was suddenly removed, and he didn't know when he had strength in his hand, and he grabbed the jade hand fiercely. Just when he grabbed the life-saving straw, the light continued to emanate from it, and the space where he couldn't see his fingers gradually became brighter.

"It's beautiful. Na Yan looked at the direction of the light, the jade hand in the palm of his hand was so smooth that it seemed to exude a faint fragrance, and it contained endless power, and the rapidly falling body gradually maintained its balance.

Just when Nayan felt the tenderness and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, the creepy old voice behind him sounded in his ears again, "Don't you want to be strengthened? Have you forgotten the tragic death of your parents and the despair of those innocent people?"

kept kicking heavily, and the forehead of the woman in colorful clothes was also covered with fragrant sweat, and the corners of her mouth were also covered with faint blood. With a solemn face, he looked at the almost transparent Grim Reaper above Nayan's head. Abruptly, his hands lay out on the hair-thin strings, and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

The sudden stop of the sound of the piano made the sword spirit Yu Zhang Xu's face sank, and he looked at the woman in colorful clothes suspiciously. "What's wrong? isn't there enough cyclones?" the Sword Spirit asked anxiously.

The woman in colorful clothes slowly put the guqin into the ring, the corners of her mouth rose, revealing a faint smile, and turned her head slightly, "No, now that we have done it, the next thing is to see his own." ”

"Own. Sword Spirit was a little puzzled, his face was full of doubts, and he quickly asked, "Then what can we do?"

"The demon spirits planted by the demon clan have been wiped out by us, and the demon spirits have not grown into trolls, and the group of demon people are really ruthless. However, the devil was born from the heart, and now what he wants to overcome is the hatred, resentment, grievance, and all other things that breed demons in his heart. We can't help him. The woman in colorful clothes looked at Nayan, who was looking painful at the moment, and continued:

"We can't help with the current kung fu, we can only wait quietly, waiting for him to defeat the demons. A faint smile appeared on his face, and he looked in the direction of Zhang Xu, "Let's go, let's go rest and adjust the power of the cyclone." Just now, I felt a strong aura coming this way. We all consume too much, and there are too many strong people in the water tribe after all. ”

After the woman in colorful clothes finished speaking, she shook the colorful wings on her back and walked in the direction of Zhang Xu. The sword spirit still seemed to be a little relieved, his eyes looked solemnly in the direction of Nayan, and then turned around, and suddenly his eyebrows were furrowed, "Come on, Nayan." Then he followed the woman in colorful clothes.

His eyes gradually became blurry, and the tears in the corners of his eyes sank into front of him one after another. There is the hatred and despair of the father, the unfinished words of the mother, the bruises of the teacher, the corpses all over the field, the loneliness of the Luo family, and the tragic death of hundreds of people in the Poison Sect.

Thinking of this, the red swastika pupil lines in Nayan's eyes loomed again, and the space around him, which began to dim, was dark again.

However, the jade-like hand did not seem to give up, and the light also opened with the darkness, but the speed was far slower than the speed of the darkness. Nayan pondered again, feeling cold, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, "Strength, I want to have the power to kill them all." ”

"Didn't you say that you can give up hatred?" the voice of another self in the depths of his heart began to sound.

The voice was in a trance, and suddenly, Na Yan was suddenly stunned, then looked at the darkness around him, and said with a little weakness in his heart: "I can't break through this darkness, I have lost my direction." ”

"Keep the bottom line of the heart, the darkness before dawn is always the darkest. ”

I can't sink into the darkness, I don't keep saying that hatred is an infinite cycle, and only mutual understanding can dissolve hatred and eliminate hatred. Thinking like this in his heart, Na Yan grabbed the shiny jade hand even harder.

(PS: That's all for today.,Complete two more.,Yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival and everyone who read with me said sorry.,Some things are only one chapter.。 If you have some minds or comments, you can directly comment in the comment area, and collect a lot, which is the greatest support for the wolf's heart. ）