It was getting late, and Wang Mo was about to turn around and leave, when there was a sound of the piano in his ears, which was very faint, as light as a trace of sadness contained in it...... This faint sadness, faint piano sound, at this moment, is strangely in line with Wang Mo's mood, and his departure footsteps stopped.

Looking for the sound of the piano, Wang Mo walked slowly, not far from the side of the street, but it was a light long river, this river surrounded the warty city, is one of the inland rivers of the nine cities of Chiyou.

There are several painting boats on the river, and the sound of this piano comes from one of them.

Wang Mo stood quietly beside the river, listening to the sound of the piano, and with his eyesight, he could see at a glance that there was a woman playing the piano on the painting boat....... The woman only showed her back...... This back, like the sound of her piano, reveals a faint sadness and loneliness......

Not far in front of her, there were several young people, laughing and drinking with each other, and the bursts of laughter, in the sound of the piano, were so incongruous, so out of place...... Wang Mo looked at the painting boat quietly, the sound of the piano fell in his ears, he slowly tasted, slowly found a familiar feeling, at this moment, he seemed to return to the peaceful community on the earth...... The home of him and Ye Zi Bald Yong and others....... In that dull day, everyone's laughter was always accompanied by Wang Mo.

Today, here, when he heard the sound of the piano, the sadness in his heart slowly emerged, like a cup of bitter water, in Wang Mo's heart, there were indelible ripples, and he would always remember that when he first met the bald Yong them, that ...... The sound of the piano was in his ears, and he knew that it was fake, but Wang Mo still seemed to be able to feel it, and the old man, in this sound of the piano, walked towards him step by step from nothingness......

In the years when he came to Xiandu, looking back again and again, reminiscing again and again, Wang Mo's heart, the figure of the deceased became thicker and heavier, engraved in the bottom of his heart, and became an endless permanent ......

Until now, Wang Mo can't think clearly, he can't tell the scene of the slaughter of the bald Yong and others in the legacy war world, if it is false, but it is too realistic, if it is true, it is a matter of two time and space, and that person is like a person from the fairy capital, how can people believe it! When Wang Mo first came to Xiandu, his thoughts about the earth were in the first place, but for the great cause of Shennong, that longing was gradually suppressed by Wang Mo......

The sky is getting late, and a piece of starlight gradually appears in the sky, in this endless realm of Gouya, there are too many unimaginable, such as this starlight, such as this moonlight, it doesn't matter where it comes from, the important thing is that in this starlight, with the sound of the piano, Wang Mo touched his dusty memory.

The starlight in the sky, reflected in Wang Mo's eyes, accompanied by the sound of the piano gradually fading in his ears, turned into wisps of emotion, condensed in his heart, this mood, called loneliness, in his heart, for a long time.

The sound of the piano in my ears became more and more slight, and the painting boat went away, and the woman's back slowly disappeared.

At the moment when she was about to disappear completely, the woman seemed to have an investigation, turned around slightly, and glanced at the river in the distance, in her eyes, there, in general, there was no light, but in this darkness, she seemed to see a back in her mind, lonely and slowly moving away.

Wang Mo left the river and walked slowly in the night, the two sergeants behind him, both of them looked at each other, and they both saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes.

In their opinion, this Wang Mo has been standing by the river in a daze for most of the day, except for strolling. It was getting dark now, but the man was still pacing slowly.

In the night, the city is brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.

Wang Mo walked slowly, and his eyes fell on a rare pitch darkness in the distance in the warty city, where there was a large area of buildings, shrouded in an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

This breath is full of death and resentment.

"There is one of the six major prisons of the Chiyou Clan!" the sergeant behind Wang Mo looked at it and said in a low voice.

"Prison ......," Wang Mo nodded.

"In this prison, all the prisoners are repeat offenders, and this place is heavily guarded, and there is no access token, so you can't enter at all. The sergeant explained.

Wang Mo took a closer look at this prison, he had noticed it before, there, there were several powerful demonic qi, the strength of this demonic qi was not weaker than that of the demon general Chixin, and after a long silence, Wang Mo walked towards the Chixin Mansion.

After returning to Chixin Mansion, Wang Mo went straight to the residence of the demon general Chixin, who was meditating on his knees, and when Wang Mo pushed the door in, he opened his eyes.

"I'm going to go to prison, does Brother Chixin have a way?"

The demon general was stunned, glanced at Wang Mo, did not ask the reason, but pondered for a moment, and said, "There is some difficulty!"

Wang Mo frowned and said, "That's it!"

The Demon General Chi Xin smiled slightly and said, "How long are you going to be there?"

"A month!" Wang Mo said.

"Cultivation?" the demon general Chi Xin's eyes froze, a little puzzled.

Wang Mo looked at the demon general Chi Xin, nodded, and said: "I need to be murderous, in this Chiyou clan, if there is a large number of killings, I am afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble." After speaking, Wang Mo added: "If I succeed, I will have a greater grasp when I help you!"

Hearing this, the demon general Chi Xin stood up, stared at Wang Mo, and said word by word: "Are you sure?"

Wang Mo didn't talk nonsense, his right hand waved out, and the five killing qi in his fingers roared out in an instant, forming five dragons, and at lightning speed, he went straight to the demon general.

The demon general Chi Xin laughed, and swung out a punch with his right hand, but when he saw a burst of sound breaking through the sky, the five black and white qi suddenly collapsed. But Chi Xin smiled, his eyes showed a strange light, and his body took three steps back.

I saw that the black and white qi that was scattered instantly fused together, forming five dragons again, and a thick killing force spread from it, almost instantly enveloping the surroundings, and the soldiers in the Chixin Mansion were alarmed and rushed here together.

At the same time, these five killing qi roared out, and the demon general Chi Xin's eyes flashed, and he swung a punch again, but when he heard a bang in the air, the five black and white qi were as fast as lightning, and instantly rushed past the fist of the demon general Chi Xin, and galloped towards his chest.

The killing qi was approaching in an instant, but it was blocked by a curtain of demonic qi that suddenly appeared silently seven inches in front of the demon general's body, and was bounced back.

Despite this, the demon curtain in front of the demon general Chi Xin also shook violently.

"If this black and white qi exceeds thousands, can you still block it so easily......" Wang Mo said slowly.

Demon General Chi Xin's eyes showed a strange light, this killing qi, he was not the first time to see it, compared to two times, this time it was more powerful, he nodded decisively: "A month is too long, I can't do it, but seven days, there is no problem, there are tens of thousands of serious offenders in the prison, enough for you to cultivate for seven days! You wait for me, I will give you the letter in three days!"

Wang Mo nodded, turned around and walked out of the room.

The demon general Chi Xin groaned in the room, and after a long time, he muttered to himself: "This Wang Mo, really not to be underestimated, he used the life of the white moon in exchange for this person's help, but he did the right thing!"

Not to mention the power of the one-touch technique, this black and white color of life and death killing machine alone is extremely extraordinary, this black and white qi is only five paths, and before it has exerted its full power, it can shake my magic curtain, and its sharpness is sharper than some magic weapons! This is still second, the most important, within this black and white qi, there is a change that I can't understand, and it can actually trigger the life and death mechanism in my body!

If you really let this black and white gas form thousands... That... Terrible!

This Wang Mo, don't be an enemy of him, it's better to maintain the current relationship!" Chi Xin pondered for a while, immediately walked out of the room, hurriedly left, and walked around for Wang Mo to enter the prison.

Wang Mo did not return to the room, but sat cross-legged in the courtyard, although it was quiet all around, but there was always a faint sound of the piano in his ears.

Although the sound of this piano is light, it has a unique charm and will not disperse for a long time.

This night, Wang Mo didn't cultivate, didn't breathe, and didn't even think about killing in his mind, he just sat quietly in the courtyard, silently looking at the starlight in the sky, and listening...... The sound of the piano in my heart...... His figure pulled out a long shadow under the moonlight, and this shadow, in this quiet courtyard, looked particularly bleak.

A jar of fine wine was placed next to Wang Mo, and he sometimes picked up the violin to drink......

"I, Wang Mo, practiced martial arts at the age of three, killed people at the age of five, and killed countless people after the age of nine, and stepped into the immortal path at the age of eighteen, and so far, but I have long forgotten the years, and I don't know the specific ......" Wang Mo picked up the wine jar and drank a big sip, and the wine flowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped on the placket.

Wang Mo looked at the starlight in the sky, and there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Immortal cultivators, who go against the sky, are destined to be lonely all their lives......."

The sound of the piano was silent, but Wang Mo could vaguely hear it, he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Only when you are lonely all your life can you have a heart to seek immortals....... But this lonely taste, there are a few people who can really taste it, just like this wine, which is spicy in the mouth, but turns into a hot stream in the stomach......

"I don't know how those 10,000-year-old immortals survived this 10,000-year loneliness, but I know that if there is no emotion in my heart, cultivating immortals is just cultivating immortals, not immortals!

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, if the heart is not moved, then it is still unkind, with an unkind heart to cultivate the heaven and earth unkind immortals, how can it be called a practice against the sky, how can it be called a reverse word? That is just walking with the sky!

Since ancient times, those who obey the heavens have been the darlings of heaven and earth, but behind this darling, there is the body of ants! My immortal, not to the sky, but to the heart of the touch, against the sky, against the immortal and cultivation, what is sought, not only immortality, more, but to get rid of the body of the ants behind it, this, make it rebellious!"

Wang Mo drank all the wine in the jar in one gulp, threw it forward, the wine jar fell to the ground, shattered with a "snap", leaned aside, and the color of decline in his eyes gradually disappeared......

The moonlight slowly deepened, like the sand between the fingers, slowly flowing away, when the first sun rose, Wang Mo opened his eyes, this night, he was drunk...... The moment he woke up, everything from yesterday was buried deep in his heart and sealed in an untouchable position......

Three days passed in a flash, these three days, Wang Mo did not cultivate, every morning, he would leave the Chixin Mansion, came to the river and sat down, waiting for the painting boat to pass by, the short sound of the piano echoed.

The sad sound of the piano flowed through his heart, through the sealed memory, into the depths of his heart.