Hearing the sound of the piano and drinking the wine bought by the sergeant, Wang Mo was immersed in it and had a special feeling.

The woman who painted the boat didn't know that in the past three days, there was a person who was listening carefully to the sound of her piano, she just knew that every time the painting boat passed by here, the sadness in her heart would be even stronger, and this sadness flowed into the strings along the jade hand and was gently popped out.

In the past three days, Wang Mo lived a very peaceful life, away from all disputes, away from all the traces of killing, forgetting the great cause of his teacher, forgetting the purpose of this trip, forgetting the covenant of the faith, forgetting his expectations for entering the Dharma Dao, he was surrounded by the sound of the piano, accompanied by wine, and experienced a short baptism of heart in three days.

The woman, he never looked at the front, just a back, a wisp of piano sound, it was enough...... If it weren't for the demon general Chi Xin who had finished the matter of entering the prison, Wang Mo would have sat down like this, continuing the baptism of the heart, he didn't know how long he would have sit, perhaps, until the strings broke and the sound of the piano was no longer ...... Retracting his mind from the sound of the piano, Wang Mo stood up, glanced at the painting that was gradually moving away, turned around, and left!

The moment he turned around, the woman on the painting boat turned her head and looked at the river in the distance, it was always dark in front of her, but this time, a lonely figure seemed to appear in her mind again.

"Jun'er, what are you looking at?" a flat voice came from the woman's side.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly!

The woman turned her head and slowly lowered her head, and the jade hand floating on the strings trembled slightly. This voice, for her, represents the heavens, an irresistible fate.

"Your piano sound is too sad, the guest asks you to change it!" The voice was flat, revealing a meaning that could not be refused.

The woman was silent, with her trembling jade hands, plucking the strings, the sound of the piano changed, as if in the spring of March, a cheerful piano sound, popping out from the strings, slowly floating on the painting boat, the river.

"Very good, I'll just play it like this in the future. The voice just now came again.......

The cheerful sound of the piano spreads out, although this piano sound has joy, but if you listen carefully, where is happiness in it, it is clearly a silent cry...... In this crying, there is sadness and sadness, if you describe it in four words, it can only be...... It floated, and the bursts of laughter in the painting boat slowly reflected it, but the sound of the piano never blended with it.

Behind the strong smile, there is a thick bitter taste, along with the sound of the piano, it is hidden very deeply, Mingxuan knows that no one can understand the sadness in this piano sound.

The cheerful music that hid sadness came into Wang Mo's ears, and he paused slightly, but he didn't look back, and kept walking forward.

At midnight, a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight scattered on the earth, like a layer of soft veil draped over the wart city.

Outside the Chixin Mansion, two figures swept out like eagles, turned into smoke in a flash, and went straight to the prison. Its speed is extremely fast, jumping over the attic and street above the warty city, and after a short time, it comes to the prison of the warty city!

This prison, from a distance, its gloomy and murderous aura is almost monstrous, forming a demonic flame that burns in the night sky!

Outside the prison, the two figures that swept out of Chixin Mansion condensed and formed, these two people were the demon generals Chixin and Wang Mo!

As soon as the two appeared, the huge black iron door outside the prison in front of them suddenly opened a gap, and a thin man with a gloomy face walked out, he walked out of the gap, glanced at the two of them, and did not speak, but raised his hand and called, and then retreated.

Wang Mo's eyes were faintly inscrutable, the thin man with a gloomy complexion, his cultivation, like Chi Xin, was equivalent to the astonishing Great Perfection among the immortals!

The demon general Chi Xin stepped forward, and the whole person flashed into the crack of the iron door, and Wang Mo followed behind him.

Inside the iron gate, the thin man with a gloomy face glanced at Wang Mo and said in a deep voice, "Brother Chixin is talking about this person?"

Demon General Chi Xin nodded and said, "Exactly, everything is due to Brother Gang." ”

The thin man nodded slightly and said, "You go, I'll take him in!"

Demon General Chi Xin came to Wang Mo's side and said softly: "Brother Wang, take care, I hope you have succeeded in cultivation!" As he spoke, he stepped on his body, and the whole person disappeared in place.

"What's your name?" the thin man glanced at Wang Mo and said.

"Wang Mo!" Wang Mo's voice was very flat.

The thin man stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the prison, Wang Mo raised his steps, did not squint, and followed calmly. The more you walk into this place, the more intense the murderous atmosphere here becomes.

The thin man seemed to enjoy this breath very much, he secretly looked at Wang Mo, and found that the other party's face was always the same, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, and then thought about it, this person can let the demon general send it at any cost, and he must have something extraordinary.

The prison is divided into two parts, above the ground, only on the surface, and on the ground there is another part underneath!

The thin man acted simply, and directly led Wang Mo into the underground prison, and the two of them walked down a gloomy staircase.

On the surrounding walls, there are some faint fires, flickering in the light and darkness, making this place even more eerie.

When I first stepped into this staircase, there was still silence all around, but as I continued to go deeper, bursts of shouts and roars gradually came out from the depths, and in these voices, there was a strong murderous aura and resentment, and this aura was ten times stronger than what I saw from the outside!

The thin man deliberately slowed down his pace and secretly checked Wang Mo, he knew that the aura in this prison was almost about to condense into substance, even some demon generals with cultivation equivalent to him would feel uncomfortable, unless he had lived here for hundreds of years like this, and he had long been accustomed to this breath every day.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became, the other party always looked as usual, and with his observation, this person not only did not seem to pretend, but had a feeling of becoming one with the surroundings.

After looking at it, the thin man put away the contempt in his heart, he already understood that this person, if he can choose to enter here to cultivate, he must have his advantages, if he tries again, it will inevitably be a little excessive.

This staircase was very long, and after a short while, the two of them came to the end, and the place where the end was located, gloomy and dim, like a huge cage, was divided into thousands of separate existences.

Bursts of roars and roars, mixed with countless curses, here, rumbling, this sound was so loud that ordinary people would be shocked by the buzzing of their ears immediately.

The thin man had long been accustomed to everything here, and he said gloomily, "Be quiet!"

As soon as these words came out, the voice in the cage was immediately paused, and a suppressed breath slowly condensed.

At the end, there was a black house, the thin man stood in front of the room, looked at Wang Mo again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this smile showed on his face, and the eerie meaning was even stronger.

"Brother Wang Mo, this is the cell I am responsible for, and the people here, every single one, are carefully selected by me and will be beheaded in a month, so you can cultivate to your heart's content, even if they are all killed, it doesn't matter!"

Wang Moxian swept it and immediately found that there were many places here, all of which were guarded by seals.

"Thank you!" Wang Mo said with his fists clenched.

The thin man smiled hoarsely and said, "Don't thank me, thank you, you can thank you for it, he gave me the first three layers of the Ten Battles Fist Intent, and I will let you in!" As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Mo meaningfully, turned around and walked into the black room.

"The first three layers of the Ten Battles Fist Intent...... This time, Chixin has indeed paid a lot for me. Wang Mo pondered for a moment, then raised his steps and walked towards the huge cage.

Here, in the shape of a "well", rows of cells, neatly arranged, when Wang Mo stepped in, the depression just now suddenly erupted, roaring and shouting, like a sound wave supernatural power, crazy spread.

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, walking in front of the rows of cages, countless pitch-black hands stretched out from the iron bar, as if they were about to grasp Wang Mo, and at the same time, bursts of wicked laughter followed.

"Where did the newcomer come from, come over and let Lao Tzu touch it, Lao Tzu has not tasted the taste of newcomers for more than ten years. ”

"You look the same as the girl I killed back then. ”

"Outsiders, Lao Tzu liked to kill you outsiders the most!"

Behind the iron bar, a pair of red eyes stared at Wang Mo, revealing an eerie light, which contained all kinds of emotions and all kinds of resentment.

Wang Mo looked at these people indifferently, these people must not have been so crazy many years ago, they had been imprisoned here for a long time, and they were attacked by the murderous resentment of this place, if they were not strong-minded, they would be assimilated by them.

Not all of the prisoners were roaring, but there were also some who sat in their cages and remained silent.

"New here, come here!" In a cell next to Wang Mo, a person who was all very dark, crossed the iron bar with his hands, beckoned to Wang Mo, and when he found Wang Mo looking at him, his throat moved, a mouthful of thick phlegm spit out, and went straight to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo took a step back and avoided the foul-smelling thick phlegm.

The dark man laughed, his eyes full of mockery.

Wang Mo's expression was always the same, he glanced at this person, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the steps that were about to walk out stopped.

The prisoner who was completely black, after seeing Wang Mo's smile, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, this smile, for some reason, he actually had a feeling of fear after seeing it, and the mockery in his eyes stagnated, but immediately, it was replaced by a fierce light.

Wang Mo stretched out his right hand, put it in a position where this person could touch, and said flatly: "Come!"

The man was stunned, and subconsciously took a few steps back, with a gloomy look on his face.

"Come!" Wang Mo said again.

At this moment, the noise and roaring around became more and more intense, and in the clamor of the people around him, the prisoner who was completely black gritted his teeth, turned his right hand into a claw, and poked out directly from the iron fence, grabbing Wang Mo's right hand.

At the moment when his hand stretched out, Wang Mo's two fingers of his right hand turned into a sword, turning into an afterimage, pointing at the palm of this person's hand, and at the same time, a killing aura, along Wang Mo's fingers, quickly drilled into this person's hand.

The prisoner shuddered, took a few steps back, his whole body convulsed, black blood left in his seven orifices, and his face was distorted as if he were in great pain.

At this moment, the clamor of the prisoners around him became more intense.

But at this moment, a terrible scream came from this mouth, and this scream was like a sharp sword, piercing through the surrounding shouts and completely overpowering!

At this moment, all the people around him stopped roaring.

The sound of screaming did not stop, it always continued, in this voice, there was a thick fear, Wang Mo's expression was always indifferent, watching the person in the cage fall to the ground, his whole body convulsed, and gradually his already emaciated body quickly withered and became a dry corpse!

The dry corpse opened its mouth, its eyes were full of black and white, and a mouthful of black and white gas emanated from its mouth and returned to Wang Mo's fingers, but this black and white qi was thicker than just now.

"It's still a ......," Wang Mo frowned.

Wang Mo was always observing, after the killing qi entered this person's body, he immediately frantically absorbed the vitality and death qi of this person's whole body, and this opportunity of life and death enveloped all the essence and spirit of soul, blood, flesh, etc......