Familiar eyebrows, familiar eyes, familiar thin lips...

It's that haunting face, it's the unforgettable person!

Ye Qingchen looked at it in a daze, and for a moment, she thought that Long Junmo had really returned.

"Jun Mo... Ye Qingchen called in a low voice.

Even if she knew that everything in front of her was just a will left by Long Junmo, she still couldn't help but feel the tip of her nose pantothenic, and wanted to throw herself into his arms.

A sharp sound came, and Ye Qingchen realized that a golden shield of light appeared around him at some point, glowing with a brilliant glazed luster. The claws of the blue water dragon buckled on the shield, and it seemed to be blocked by the huge force, and it could no longer move forward.

Because of this sound, the image of Long Junmo's will transformation was like a broken mirror, and it no longer existed.

Seeing that person turn into countless fragments and disappear in front of his eyes, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but think of the scene where he turned into a seven-colored light and left on the side of the cold pool that day. The endless loss was overwhelming, and Ye Qingchen had negative thoughts that he was unwilling to face reality.

But right now, at the moment of life and death, how could she waste countless lives in Cangzhou for her own selfishness?

After gathering his mind, Ye Qingchen threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and gradually entered a state of no distractions.

This song 'Dingjiangshan', before Long Junmo left, she was already familiar with it. Now, after countless times of repeated practice, she is almost at her fingertips.

The fingertips danced on the Longyuan guqin, and the notes jumped out and fluttered with the wind. Soon, the world was enveloped in the clear sound of the piano.

At the beginning of 'Dingjiangshan', there is no artistic conception, only pure piano sound. This pure sound is unparalleled, showing the profound skills of the person who plays it.

The blue water dragon and the countless blackened spirit beast army below seemed to reject such a piano sound. The scarlet light in their eyes became more and more intense like charcoal fire blown by the wind, and it seemed that scarlet flames were coming out of their eyes.

In addition, the black aura surrounding them began to riot, turning into a black storm.

The blackened spirit beast became more and more irritable, as if it was completely enraged!

Ye Qingchen's face was indifferent, single-minded, focusing on the piano in front of him and the song in his heart. What was happening in front of her didn't affect her in the slightest.

Qingyue's piano sound fluttered with the wind, scattered in this world. Listening to this song, the restless crowd seemed to be soothed by some mysterious force and gradually calmed down.

The people of Cangzhou City raised their heads one after another, and the slender figure in the field of vision sat cross-legged in the void, surrounded by a faint golden shield of light.

The man's face was cold, like a clear light and a cold moon, and his slender jade fingers danced on the strings, not frightened, neither humble nor arrogant, in the mottled light and shadow, like a dreamlike fairy in a mirage.

"Keng~" A loud voice sounded through the air, making people's souls tremble.

The sound of the piano is no longer leisurely as before, and suddenly it has become extremely sharp and majestic. At that moment, there seemed to be pictures presented in front of them, too clear, too real, so that they couldn't tell which was real and which was illusory!

The world in front of us is a world of broken mountains and rivers. The breath of despair enveloped everyone, and the heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a withered hand, and the feeling of suffocation was overwhelming, making them willing to give up resistance and break their souls.

However, as the sound of the piano evolves and the artistic conception changes, a mysterious peerless figure suddenly falls from the sky, like the light of the sky that breaks through the endless darkness!

The man was dressed in a black cloak, and most of his face was hidden in the dark. He sat cross-legged, like an emperor who commanded in the clouds, and like a king of the gods who controlled the fate of the people!

As soon as he appeared, the whole world took on more color.

Under the cloak, an illegible guqin appeared, and under the plucking of slender fingers, the sound of the qin with divine power passed, the darkness retreated, the demons were annihilated, and the whole world gradually regained its vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sudden, inexplicable familiarity in her heart made her desperate to find out the identity of this person. She tried to see the man's face, but in the end it was all in vain.

The moment the sound of the piano played by her hand suddenly overlapped with the sound of the man playing, she heard the crisp sound of something shattering coming from within her.

In the next moment, she saw with her own eyes a red golden light piercing through her flesh and clothes from the place of her heart, and in her mind, a distant voice came low, distant and vicissitudes.