The blind pianist plucked his fingers, and suddenly, the sound of the piano bursts. It was a full moon night, and the yard was covered with snow. Ordinary people are good enough to see.

However, Duqi felt that the light in front of him was getting dimmer and dimmer, and his mind became dim.

In his blurred vision, a pale figure appeared in front of him, walking slowly towards him, his face was blurred, but Duqi thought in his heart that this person was the person he had killed, and he was here to take revenge on him at this time.

With a bend of his elbows, a wave of heat was born and swept towards the shallow white figure.

Duqi's eyes are full of fierce light, if he can kill you once, he can kill you again.

The air crackles due to the heat wave.

There was a faint glow of fire in the night.

Just as the fiery palm power was about to attack the pale figure, suddenly the figure flickered. The speed of this light white figure was unbelievably fast, and it avoided Duqi's inevitable palm power.

At this time, the bald head suddenly slashed out, and there seemed to be only the sound of knives in heaven and earth, and there was no rest.

The mighty knife really slashed at the shallow white figure that dodged away.

The power and skill of this knife are enough to teach people to be amazed.

Duqi couldn't help but cheer.

But soon, Duqi and the other two monks all showed expressions of extreme surprise.

It turned out that the knife split the light white figure in two, and then it became two light white figures. Attack the bald head in two ways.

The bald head was stabbed again, cutting off the two light white figures.

This time the pale white figure split in two.

Duqi's heart was cold, and then he said: "Brother Lu, Brother Liang, this must be an illusion, let's go and kill the violinist." ”

The monk surnamed Lu and the monk surnamed Liang each responded, the iron umbrella was unfurled, and the sword was chanting.

I saw the iron umbrella rise into the sky, and then fell at high speed.

Like a comet, the target is the blind luthier on the roof.

And the sword light is like a rainbow that shocks the sky, piercing the darkness, and is bound to engulf the blind pianist.

The blind violinist's numb expression showed a hint of ridicule.

His fingers plucked the strings rapidly, as if there was a tumultuous flow of water, and the iron umbrella seemed to be stuck in the turbulence, and could no longer hold its cohesion, swaying left and right in the air.

The sword light also sank into the flowing water, and it was difficult to exert its power.

Duqi's feet kicked on the ground, and his body shot up, and his two palms were like red-hot soldering irons, piercing through the invisible flowing water in the void.

The two big palms like soldering irons went towards the blind pianist Tianling Gai.

The blind violinist's figure flashed, the roof rattled, and a large roof tile fell.

At the same time, the light white figure around the bald head slowly disappeared.

The bald head stood with his knife closed, just panting.

Xu Qingteng said: "Hurry up and solve them, I want to ask where Gu Qing went." ”

The blind pianist stepped on a roof tile and said lightly: "Then I won't play with them." ”

The sound of the piano sounded again, it was still the same song as before, but it became much more rapid in an instant, and many light white figures appeared.

They weaved and flicked over the fallen dart master, and with each passing through, their figures solidified.

Duqi clearly felt that his dart masters were dying one by one.

"Huang Quanyin, ask for your life. ”

The blind luthier's cold and merciless voice rang out.

Footprints appeared in the snow, and white figures slowly but firmly walked towards Duqi and the others.

In an instant, the only seven or four people were engulfed by the white figure.

Knives, swords, umbrellas, palms, all kinds of energetic sounds, endless.

The white figures scattered and gathered, gathered and scattered.

Duqi and the others felt that their physical strength was constantly being consumed, but after the white figure touched them, they all felt as if their bodies were frozen, and their movements became more and more sluggish.

Whenever they wanted to get out, there were three or five white figures entangled in front of them, so that they had no hope of escaping at all, and could only be worn out a little bit.

At the same time, the sound of the piano hung like a silk thread on their hearts.

As soon as the tone of the piano was raised, their hearts beat faster.

The physical strength is also passing faster and faster.

Sweat fell in the snow.

The bald head said calmly: "Chief dart, I'll open a way, you can go." ”

After he finished speaking, the aura of the whole person became extremely fierce, and the evil qi around his body exploded in an instant, and his body was shrouded in a layer of black smoke, and there seemed to be a flame burning inside.

"Burn!"

The blind violinist was surprised.

I saw a black knife qi slashing forward.

A violent wind sounded all over the courtyard, and the blind violinist's sleeve robe was blown up.

That knife is like cutting a river.

Unstoppably drive away the white figure that stands in its way.

Forge a way out.

Duqi didn't have time to say thank you, and escaped to the way of life opened by the bald head.

But suddenly, the sound of the piano became infinitely high.

His heart was pounding to the limit.

I couldn't help it anymore, spurting out the reverse blood, only to feel that the strength of my whole body dissipated with this mouthful of reverse blood, my body lay on the cold snow, and my heart became extremely cold.

The bald head sat down calmly and stuck the knife in front of him. The corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears were bleeding nonstop, but he didn't take it seriously, his hands were clenched, and he sat quietly, seizing the time to gather internal qi.

The monk surnamed Lu and the monk surnamed Liang were the same as Duqi, spurting out a large mouthful of blood and falling to the ground, making it difficult to have the strength to fight again.

The blind pianist didn't care about the bald head's movements, and smiled: "The four of you are not as good as one Li Jingfei combined, which makes me a little disappointed." ”

Duqi hated and said, "Give it a good time." ”

The blind piano master was noncommittal, and said to Xu Qingteng: "What do you say?"

Xu Qingteng said: "The people you defeat, you dispose of yourself." ”

The blind qin master said: "It's a pity to kill it, it's better to let me refine it into a qin slave." ”

Duqi said: "I won't give you this opportunity, Lao Tzu's life will not leave you a blind man." ”

The blind pianist plucked the strings lightly, and Duqi originally planned to bite off his tongue, but as if he had been immobilized, his body could no longer make any movements.

The blind piano master said leisurely: "Your life is mine now." You want to live or die, you don't count if you say it, I only count if I say it. ”

Monk Lu and monk Liang couldn't help but sigh.

In the hands of such people, it is really worse than death.

The bald head's eyes drooped, and the hands that were originally clenched were released, and he seemed to have accepted his fate.

Duqi also fell into despair, and he said in his heart: "Brother Gu, don't come back." ”

Only he immediately fell into deeper despair.

"Who his life is for, you don't count. ”

Duqi heard Gu Qing's voice.

He was extremely reluctant to hear this voice now, because he knew very well that the strength of the blind violinist had not yet been fully displayed.

What's more, there is an even more unfathomable Xu Qingteng next to him.

No matter how mysterious Gu Qing is, can he really deal with these two people?

For Duqi, this is almost impossible.

Now that Gu Qing is back, he will die in vain.

He desperately opened his mouth, wanting to say something to let Gu Qing go. As far as he is concerned, Gu Qing has the grace to save his life, and today's catastrophe is irreversible, so why bother to catch Gu Qing again.

"Let's go. ”

Duqi finally only said one word, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed in the snow, only to feel that the blood was boiling all over his body, and he had to die on the spot in an instant.

An ice needle was inserted into Duqi's Lingtai acupoint, and in an instant, a cool feeling rushed into Duqi's body, like a basin of cold water calming Duqi's boiling qi and blood. His life was saved for the time being.

On the roof, Gu Qing stood with his hands in his hands, and a little crow stood on his shoulder, looking at everything in the yard with a calm expression.

Although his clothes were extremely tattered at this time, he gave people a sense of detachment from the ordinary.

It's impossible to ignore, but it's elusive.

The blind violinist said awe-inspiringly, "Who are you?"

"Gu Qing. ”

"So, I'm going to smash the mystery on you today. "The blind luthier plucks the strings, and the sky is full of murder.