The alleys were chaotic and full of terrified people running around.

The warblers and swallows of the Qinglou are all here, except for those who were picked up by the big people, with low status and homelessness, holding each other tightly to avoid being scattered by the chaotic crowd, and running around in the light of the fire like headless flies.

When the city is broken, few lucky people can hide and escape the catastrophe, even if they struggle for a night, they can't escape the daytime search and looting, and the carnival of the rebels after the city is broken can at least last for a day, and it is difficult to have luck to escape the chaos, but it is just driven by instinct to desperately flee and struggle, just like the survival of a person who has fallen into the water.

In the small courtyard, Bai Yu opened his eyes.

Hearing the voices of a few Qinglou dancers and singers who have a good relationship, several people are very familiar with each other, and they have studied piano skills together and learned pipa music from a certain Qingqier.

"What's wrong with me?"

Bai Yu was suddenly confused, and the burning, looting, and screaming outside were so familiar.

I remember that at that time, I was just a little snake spirit, stealing teachers and eating those waste pills that no one wanted every day

The world is full of disasters, locust plagues and droughts, he carries a bookbox and carries weapons down the mountain to relieve the disaster, although he is very tired every day but very full and busy, the little snake spirit walks through one village after another

The county town anti-thieves burned, killed and looted, exactly the same scene.

At that time, a little snake spirit slashed with a sharp blade in his hand, killing evil people one by one, protecting those who were weak, exhausted and panting, and refused to put down the knife in his hand.

Unconsciously recalled that Senior Sister Wei.

Sit and tell her own story, a bloody story.

"At that time, I was still very young, and my whole family died in the chaos after the city was broken, and the master found me and took me up the mountain, and I hated it at that time, and I was very rebellious about those rebels, and later killed all of them, but the tragedy will not stop, one after another turmoil, one city after another, and the killing cannot be finished."

"Slowly, I know that the tragedy will continue to play out, and we can't do anything"

Yes, I can't do anything, I've seen countless killings over the years and I can't do anything, even I am involved in it, and the scenes are constantly staged.

Sometimes when I think about it, it's really good to be the one I was back then.

"I must have been very good back then. ”

Picking up the newly composed guqin, he pushed open the door, closed the door, and left the dark and quiet world into the chaotic night.

The Qinglou group who were blindly fleeing was suddenly discovered by the rebels, and more than 100 rebels attracted by the woman and the smell of rouge were in hot pursuit, like a wolf dog that smelled the smell, chasing closer and closer with a cruel smile, and even the people who fled clearly heard the foul language in the mouths of those people, and heard them say that they would open their bellies and take a look after they had enough.

Tired, desperate, frightened, these ordinary people are experiencing the most terrifying nights

"Run, don't stop, woo"

At this moment, everyone is extremely devout to ask for salvation from all kinds of gods and Buddhas, but they have been hacked to death or humiliated and have not seen the gods and Buddhas who are worshiped and worshiped by Ping, many people do not understand, do not understand why they were abandoned, what they don't know is that they have never been accepted.

Panic and helplessness, he instinctively ran forward with the help of the firelight, choking on the smoke and coughing and crying.

Qinglou's Qing Qi'er and those jì) women have poor physical strength, the more they run, the slower they get, and when they are about to be caught up, they suddenly hear the sound of the guqin, the sound of the qin is very familiar, melodious and frustrated, these people instinctively follow the sound of the piano to run.

On the roof of the small courtyard, there was a figure in the firelight.

Jade finger played the strings, then tuned the timbre and tried again, and was satisfied several times in a row.

"The roof is a musician, a white girl, a white girl, run."

Finally, the girls who were tired and fleeing for their lives saw the shadow of the roof, and they did not understand why they were staying on the roof, which was conspicuous and smoky.

The fierce man behind chased after him with a cruel smile, and he was about to catch the twelve or thirteen-year-old little Qing'er who was running slowly, and he had even thought of how to enjoy how to be happy later.

In vain, the piano sounded

The fierce man who stretched out his hand was about to grab the little girl, and suddenly, his left arm was smoothly disconnected, like a sharp knife cutting through a tender tofu block, and fell silently, and he didn't even feel the pain before he noticed that his left arm was gone.

After two breaths, the pain caused him to fall to his knees and wail

"Ah my arm"

Picking up the severed arm stained with mud, he tried to put it back in, but no matter how much he put it together, he couldn't recover the arm, and he became more and more tired as the blood was lost

The sound of the piano is still the same, clear in the noisy night sky.

Out of the corner of her eye, Xiao Qing'er, who was running, seemed to see a faint slice like a mirror passing over her face, and then the wails of those thieves sounded, and the reason why she saw it clearly was because she saw her own reflection at the moment when the flake swept by.

On the roof, Bai Yu held the piano with his left hand and plucked the strings with his right hand.

The tune is not fast, and even a little low, in fact, the wind blade that just swept from the side face of the little Qing Er is a crooked move, after all, the practice is not familiar with cāo) work, originally planned to cut off the guy's head and finally turned into a broken arm, fortunately, no one can see the watch in the night firelight eyeshadow, and it is not good to lose the snake face.

The slender jade finger of his right hand quickly flicked the strings, and several wind blades staggered and flipped out, swept through the fire and smoke and sank into the more than a hundred raging chaotic soldiers, only to see the various parts of those chaotic soldiers silently separate and slide down

The people in the Qinglou, who had fled helplessly in panic just now, stood still, quietly looking at the stranger they were once familiar with.

Bai Yu frowned.

"No, the timbre is a little worse, and we have to tune it up. ”

The right hand stops plucking the strings and continues tuning.

Everyone was speechless, they all had the heart to tune the piano at this time, maybe those people were killed by her just now, and the legend of the six-fingered qin demon was rumored in the rivers and lakes, with a magic piano that killed countless people, more powerful than the swordsman and swordsman, the white girl of the cola master does not look like she has lived for many years, and she may be another master of the piano.

The familiar people in the alley were talking about something, Bai Yu didn't listen, just concentrated on tuning the timbre.

After plucking the strings, the fierce man was cut by the thin wind blade, the sound of the piano was transparent, and the surroundings were clearly audible, and the clever people approached this side, seeking the refuge of the legendary master.

The sound of the piano is also frustrating, deep, the sound is like the roar of the pine wind, and it is like the spring water flowing hurriedly, the sound vibrates the three stacks of the forest and the Yangguan, like the waterfall coupon in the mountain, bubbling charm.

The sound of the harp frightened the clouds, dispersed the clouds and dispersed the black smoke, and the full moon was visible.

The moonlight sprinkled down, and the white-clothed long-haired woman on the top of the roof played a song of troubled times with the guqin obliquely, the moonlight was bright and clean, and the firelight was red, creating an extraordinary painting.

Thieves have also discovered anomalies in the area.

"There are demons who are making trouble, quickly increase troops, go and call the general"

Bai Yu turned a deaf ear and only cared about playing the piano, and the thin wind blades flew everywhere, cutting off the murderer's body and smashing the doors and windows and water tanks, and there was no place for the wicked to stand within a radius of one mile.

After a short pause and adjustment, I saw an elite army rushing into the street in the distance. The chapter content is being restored, so please visit it later.