Seeing this, the hand that was sitting on the strings of the pipa finally plucked gently, and at the same time, he suddenly sang out of his mouth, and it was a strange female voice.

"At the end of the song, beware of drawing,

The four strings sounded like a cracked silk. ”

With the sound of the pipa, the original instruments in the hands of several people began to be restored, and the cracks gradually disappeared until they were gone.

Su Zhaoyue frowned and looked at the high platform.

Reboot?

These two musicians are really not simple, including the instruments they have in their hands. Even if it is attacked by her ghost domain, it is only a crack, and I am afraid that these items are all weird and terrifying supernatural items

And this time, she noticed more details, and found that there were a total of seventeen people on the high platform.

In addition to the two musicians, Chen Feng and other messengers, there are twelve people.

These twelve people all have a supernatural aura on their bodies, but it is very light, to be precise, they are all people who are controlled by the supernatural, not ghost handlers.

But several of them had different instruments in their hands, as if they were ready to play.

The "horn" musician only let three of them play a song with him, which not only formed an artistic conception space, but also repelled the seven people of the Republic of China head-on.

One can imagine what a terrifying supernatural it would be if everyone played it together!

Qiao Yongfeng and the others naturally knew this, and after placing Yun Jiao, who had temporarily lost her combat effectiveness, they all stood up.

"Quick Fix!" Qiao Yongfeng shouted.

The rest of the messengers nodded in response, they were all fifth-level messengers, and they had experienced countless supernatural events, large and small, and the little setback just now couldn't defeat them.

"Miss Su, I have to take action with you this time, and afterwards, Qiao will be grateful."

Hearing Qiao Yongfeng's words, Su Zhaoyue said, "Brother Qiao, that's of course. ”

"Such a scumbag deserves to be punished for his crimes, and it must not be tolerated!"

Qiao Yongfeng glanced at her deeply, didn't speak again, opened the ghost domain and rushed to the high platform with the rest of the messengers.

Some messengers had blue skin and were covered in terrible black smoke; Some messengers stretched out two more arms from behind their backs and turned into four-armed monsters; Some of them held up lanterns in their hands, and their eyes emitted a strange yellow light......

In the face of the supernatural attacks of the messengers, the two musicians in the field also began to play.

"Huang Zhong, Gu Xi.

Couple, no shot.

Yize, Ruibin. ”

The "horn" musician suddenly shouted, and there were six people at the same time and the two musicians of "horn" and "sign" began to cooperate.

A song that I had never heard before came out, different from the sadness and poignancy of the previous songs, this one was more passionate and generous, like a battlefield battle.

But before the music could take shape, the messengers had already touched them.

One of the messengers slammed his arm into one of the musicians, but the couriers' jaws dropped.

The ghost arm actually passed directly through the musician's body, as if it was hitting in the air.

The messenger waved again in disbelief, but to no avail, only in vain.

Ghost Domain!

Su Zhaoyue had already noticed it, if she guessed correctly, only music-type supernatural or ghost domains could attack a few people on the high platform.

Qiao Yongfeng reacted and shouted, "Withdraw first!" The ghost domain shrouded several people and quickly withdrew.

But it was too late, and the music of "Jiao" and "Zheng" quickly took shape with the cooperation of Huang Zhong, Gu Xi and others.

The sound of trumpets and fierce drums seemed to summon thousands of troops, and every messenger's face turned pale because of this, and it seemed as if a boulder was pressing down on his heart, making people breathless at all.

One of the messengers took the opportunity to once again unleash a terrible song with the help of a psychic horn, but this time it was as if it had been completely suppressed, and it only survived for a few breaths before disappearing.

"Let's go, let's retreat first." Qiao Yongfeng said.

However, when the Ghost Domain tried to pass through Wenqing Tower and leave, it seemed to have encountered a barrier, and there was no way to pass through it.

"Don't think about it, this entire Wenqing Building is a ghost domain, and you don't have enough layers of ghost domains, so you can't escape." Su Zhaoyue's voice sounded abruptly, but it was not overshadowed by the music at the concert.

Qiao Yongfeng said: "Does Miss Su have any opinions? ”

"You'll need the cooperation of Ghost Music and Ghost Domain to deal with those two musicians." Su Zhaoyue said.

"But my courier teammates and I have already used the ghost realm and music once, but with little success."

"Then I can't help it, I can barely protect myself, you can only wait for death."

Su Zhaoyue spread her hands helplessly and said, but there seemed to be a deep meaning in her words.

Brother Qiao, it's too late if you don't use the red letter as a hole card!

Qiao Yongfeng shook his head, and when he wanted to say something, he suddenly found that his ghost domain had been invaded.

The yellow mist scene in front of him seemed to overlap with another scene at once, until his own yellow mist ghost domain was devoured alive.

The desert is desolate, and the wolf smoke is everywhere. The long wind is mighty, and the remnant sun is like blood. With trumpets and drums, a uniform iron-blooded army was about to descend on the city, and the sound of heavy footsteps became more and more clear among the flying sand and rocks.

The fluttering flags were hunting, and the fierce horses were neighing, and they sounded far away in the empty desert.

A generous and sad voice rang out:

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention......

"Damn, Captain Joe, is there anything else you can do?" One of the messengers couldn't help but say. "If we can't do it again, once this person finishes singing the lyrics, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the next attack. Zhu Ruiting's singing voice is useless. ”

This sentence made everyone's eyes turn to Qiao Yongfeng.

"Don't worry, let me think." Qiao Yongfeng closed his eyes and said.

The messenger was angry and about to say something, but was stopped by the other messengers.

"Cao Zhe, calm down! Believe the captain. ”

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed......

Qiao Yongfeng's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Ghost Domain......

Music......

Su Zhaoyue's voice echoed in her head.

But where exactly is the solution?

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan to return......

"Qiao Yongfeng!"

Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general has white hair......

Pregnant!

Qiao Yongfeng opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed.

The ghost domain that had already collapsed condensed and recovered again, and he began to actively stimulate the revival of the powerful ghosts in his body.

At dusk, someone was already ready for him.

There are ...... left.

Rain!

More precisely, the sound of rain!

What is the sound of rain?

It is the sound of the witness of infinite creation for hundreds of millions of years in nature, the sound that is closest to the harmony of Datong, and the most touching sound of the planet!

It represents grief, lovesickness, heroism, and desolation......

It knocks and knocks, continuing to write the immortal ancient tune that spans the heavens and the earth.

Turning rain into music, that is, into a peerless song.

Qiao Yongfeng's eyes were like electricity, and his fingers were moving rapidly, as if he was playing something.

"It's raining?"

The messenger and the others had obviously noticed the anomaly, this was Qiao Yongfeng's ghost rain.

The rain grew louder and louder, almost turning into a torrential downpour.

But there is inexplicable harmony in it, and every drop of rain seems to be falling in a certain rhythm. And the rain that fell continuously seemed to have become rain strings, plucking Qiao Yongfeng's fingers in the air.

The strange rain music has begun.

For a while, it even covered the music from the "horn" and "sign", and became smaller with the generous and sad singing.

Su Zhaoyue looked at Qiao Yongfeng in shock, and at the same time noticed the changes in the surrounding environment.

They didn't know when a pavilion appeared, and outside it was a mountain full of maple leaves and mangroves, hidden in the brown dusk and rain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and a sense of sadness is revealed!

, Qiao Yongfeng actually temporarily comprehended the artistic conception, and borrowed the rain as a song to turn the meaning into a realm! Therefore, the ghost domain was transformed and the ghost rain was perfectly integrated into it.

At this time, he may be truly called "Dusk Rain"!

"Did the captain do it?" The messengers looked at Qiao Yongfeng in surprise.

"No, the captain forcibly stimulated the revival of the ghost in his body, if he continues, the captain may not have a few years to live." Yun Jiao said, at this time she had come to her senses.

"What?" The messengers exclaimed.

And Qiao Yongfeng just waved his hand to appease the next few people.

Then he slowly walked out of the pavilion, and it was still raining violently outside.

Every drop of rain would stimulate the revival of the ghosts in his body. Su Zhaoyue noticed that his whole body began to tremble because of the supernatural recovery.

But his face was pale, and he didn't seem to care, and walked forward with firm steps.

From a distance, the handsome young man slowly walked down the pavilion, even if he was soaking wet, he didn't stop walking. The sadness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

He is completely fusing the emotion, that is, the transformed ghost domain with the ghost rain.

When the sound of the rain reached its climax, the young man suddenly groaned:

Lao Ge is a song to explain the boat,

Autumn leaves, green mountains, and rapids.

The sunset wine is far away,

The wind and rain went down to the west building.

At that moment, the extremely sad mood seemed to resonate with heaven and earth, and at the same time, the terrifying supernatural attack completely crushed the music of the "horn" and "sign" several people, broke the original artistic conception of the ghost domain, and the messenger and others returned to Wenqing Tower again.