The sound of the piano is loud, like a mighty wave in the belly of a whale, and it seems that the two armies are fighting and making an earth-shattering sound, at this moment, there is endless killing opportunities hidden in the void, and the darkness will fall apart.

The young violinist's ears were terrible, and by the sound of the house collapsing, he deduced that the voyeur was not dead. So his face was even colder, and he raised his hand to stroke the piano and wanted to trigger another blade.

The burly old man's eyesight was amazing, he could penetrate the darkness with his naked eyes alone, and he noticed the old wooden wheelchair a hundred zhang away, and in an instant, he thought of the abnormality of the long sword in his hand at noon, and immediately raised his hand to stop it, and shouted: "Qianya, stop!"

The young man known as "Qianya" turned his head in surprise, revealing half of his bewitching face from his waterfall-like black hair, and his narrow eyes were slightly upturned, with a unique style. At this moment, his face was full of disbelief, his thin lips opened and closed, and a cold voice was scattered: "Why?"

For some reason, the old man's face was always hideous, probably because of the blood-devouring long sword in his chest, he shook his head, without explanation, holding the long sword tremblingly with one hand, and probing into the void with the other hand, there was a strange aura in vain.

A hundred feet away, the air beside Xiao Yichen burst into flames, as if the heavens and the earth were shattering and collapsing, causing his pores to burst. The next moment, a huge thrust applied to the wheelchair, pushing him backwards towards the middle clearing.

Xiao Yichen could only hear the wind whistling in his ears, his clothes fluttering, and the wooden wheel under him rolled uncontrollably, roaring like a beast's roar. The wooden chair is "running" under overload and is about to fall apart.

Ten breaths later, he involuntarily appeared in front of the two of them, with his back to them.

Xiao Yichen's stiff and sore neck couldn't move, and he couldn't see the situation behind him. But he clearly sensed that there were two different qi engines behind him that were firmly locking on to him.

A force like a brute dragon came out of the gate, extremely ferocious. The other seemed to be like a thousand years of ice, and it was bitterly cold. Xiao Yichen's whole person is not good, I didn't expect these two people to be so strong, playing into a blade, probing to take things, what kind of fairy means are these!

Gluttony lamented in the sea of suffering: "Why did you encounter a ruthless stubble again? First the eternal killing, then the strange guide, and now these two ruthless people. Are you a lone star, trying to kill Uncle Ben?"

Xiao Yichen is flawless and bickering, and he is thinking about how to break the situation at the moment, but now that he is disabled and weak, he can no longer bear the pain of gluttonous possession, and he really doesn't know what to do.

While he tilted his head and pondered, the burly old man smiled lightly, thinking, I am afraid that our momentum has scared this little brother. So he put his long arm on the back of the wheelchair and turned the boy to the two of them.

The futile rotation of the wheelchair made Xiao Yichen tense, but after finding that he had not received any injuries, he was slightly relieved, and they had a chance to explain before they did anything.

The perspective kept changing, and he finally saw the appearance of the two of them clearly. The old man didn't need to say it anymore, he had already seen it at noon, but the strange sword in his hand and chest made him frightened and inexplicable.

The long sword has no edge, but it exudes an endless sharp aura, as if it can cut the river with a slight wave, which is an extremely contradictory feeling, but this is Xiao Yichen's most intuitive feeling at the moment.

A closer look reveals that the whole body of this sword is pitch black, there are no traces of splicing, it is like a natural one, and the sword body is extremely wide, like a long knife, giving people a sense of antiquity. The sword body is carved with extremely ancient tadpole inscriptions, densely packed all over the sword body, what is specifically recorded, now it is impossible to verify, but it can be seen that it is extraordinary.

The hilt of the sword resembles a dragon's body, and the lifelike dragon scales are depicted, but it really emits a cold light in the moonlight, which makes Xiao Yichen's eyes narrow.

"What a baby. Xiao Yichen and Tao Tao thought that when this sword was packed in the sword box before, they could detect its extraordinary, but now they were completely shocked when they saw it.

At this time, the sword suddenly trembled violently, causing the old man to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he didn't see his anger, but just coughed and laughed and scolded: "Ahem~~~ Old man, don't worry, I won't delay your ......" said and patted the sword body with one hand, making the sound of Arhat hitting the bell. When he said the last sentence, his tone was a little lonely.

While the old man was speaking, Xiao Yichen moved his gaze to another person, the pianist who made him hate it so much. It's just that with his current strength, he naturally can't settle accounts with this person, but this does not prevent him from recording this person's appearance.

The moonlight shone through the only hole in the dome, staining the young luthier's long black hair, which was tied in blue silk, and half of his face was obscured by the long hair. The pianist, dressed in a water-blue brocade robe and a moonlight tulle, is sitting cross-legged at the moment, pressing a pair of long straight white hands on the chestnut guqin, the strings trembling lightly and humming. He no longer plays, but the afterglow of the song remains, and the ten heavens and the earth are lurking with Sen Ran Murderous Machine, as if there are thousands of troops and horses ambushing in the dark.

The violinist is surprisingly demonic, white and beautiful, and peerless. The red light on the burly old man's chest reflected the pianist's face red, and a pair of cold eyes glowed red. At this moment, he was staring ahead, as if he wanted to see the boy's every move, and if there was any movement, he would use the piano technique to kill the boy in front of him.

Xiao Yichen looked at him for a second and then shifted his gaze, he really couldn't stand these cold eyes. It's still that big sword that looks good!

The old man calmed the black sword, then looked down at Xiao Yichen, the big eyes of the copper bell were full of appreciation, after a while, he nodded, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "The physique is good, I don't know what the heart is." ”

When he spoke again, it was like beating iron teeth and copper teeth, and he made a sonorous sound: "The old man Tu Sihai, the brothers like to call me Big Brother, and the people outside call me a butcher and a sword ghost." As he spoke, he moved his gaze to the luthier and chuckled, "This is Wenren Qianya, don't look at his cold face every day, in fact, his heart is a sea of fire hahaha~~~"

Xiao Yichen laughed dryly in response.

Wenren Qianya snorted coldly at the young man, he is the master of the Wind Chasing Hall, he is very sensitive to all kinds of things, and he is good at collecting and analyzing intelligence. He had a preconceived idea that Xiao Yichen had bad intentions, so he didn't give the young man a good look.

Tu Sihai finally moved his gaze back and asked knowingly, "Xiaoyou is Xiao Yichen?"

Xiao Yichen didn't delve into it, since this person was the boss of the Giant Whale Gang, he naturally knew his name from Wang Shouyi and others. If he didn't know his origin, at noon, Tu Sihai had already arrested the master and apprentice for questioning.

But at such a late hour, he came out alone to investigate the situation, and even more encountered such a secret matter, which is indeed difficult to explain. If it makes sense, you can still get through the confusion, and if it doesn't make sense, there is only one way of thinking.

Xiao Yichen twisted his neck to the side, showed the most beautiful smile in his life, and responded respectfully: "It's the little brother I, the little brother listened to Uncle Wang and Grandpa Yazi talk about the big brother on the boat, and I never knew what you were like, nor did I know your honorable name." Then with infinite starlight in his eyes, he looked up at the old man with the demeanor of a fan, "Seeing it today is really a blessing for three lives." The great name of the predecessors is really domineering, and the demeanor of the predecessors is really -"

"Hmph!" Wen Ren Qianya smiled coldly, he couldn't stand this kind of sloppy slapper, and he was still such a person who didn't know what to do. I saw that his pupils were upside down, and a demonic face was like an ice cube, and he asked loudly, "It's so late, why don't you go to rest, why do you run out?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, and twisted a little, "This... This ......"

"What?!If there's a fart, let it go!" Wenren Qianya is really cold-hearted and hot-tempered.

Xiao Yichen couldn't help but secretly think, this guy won't get sick with this cold and hot?

Black silk appeared in the corners of Tu Sihai's eyes, which was the result of the evil qi in the sword, and after listening to the young man's words, he frowned slightly, and scolded: "Qianya, don't be rude to Xiaoyou." You play the piano and clear my mind for me, so that I don't let the ruins disturb my state of mind. ”

This black sword should be called dilapidated, Xiao Yichen thought.

Wenren Qianya didn't say anything more, like a stuffy gourd on the ground, and played the piano by herself. Not to mention, although this person is a little cold, he can play the piano very well.

The piano music is graceful and listening, like the green water of the spring river cleansing people's hearts.

The rubbing sound and vibrato of the fingertips gliding over the strings are like a small stream swinging through the mountains and forests, long and clear, this is the glissando, the poetry hidden under the music.

Sliding strings is one of the criteria for judging the level of a guqin player.

The person in front of him, even the sliding strings are so beautiful, he must be a person with advanced piano skills.

The guqin in his hand is also extraordinary, the body shape is slender, the length is 38 inches and 7 minutes, the shoulder width is 6 inches and 2 minutes, the tail width is 4 inches and 1 minute, the round head is narrow and the tail is narrow, the surface of the piano is large and thick, and it is both beautiful and vigorous. The lacquer is mixed with brown and black, and there is a faint purple light. Due to the aging of the lacquer, the whole body presents a snake-bellied broken line, and there are fine cow hair lines between the broken lines, which have obviously been handed down for a long time. Seven silver-white strings like dragon tendons were stretched on it, and they were trembling with his plucking at the moment, and the jade emblem was lined up in front of the strings, a total of thirteen, in the shape of a moon phase change.

Xiao Yichen admired it and said, "Don't hide it from Big Brother, actually... Actually, I came out to relieve myself. The voice was embarrassed, and looking at the expression on his face, it was completely ashamed.

Gluttony shouted in the sea of bitterness: "Cow, you are really good at nonsense. ”

Tu Sihai seemed to be smiling, staring at Xiao Yichen with a sense of oppression for a long time.

The young man's scalp was numb when he saw it, and finally the old man nodded slowly, "It's not too late, Xiaoyou go to that room to rest." He pointed to a house in the distance. I heard that Qianya had destroyed one before, and now she naturally had to change it, so she couldn't let him sleep in the ruins.

"The two eldest brothers have a good rest, and the younger brother will go first!"

Xiao Yichen was relieved, said goodbye, immediately turned the wheelchair, and sped away at an astonishing speed.

Watching the young man leave, Tu Sihai was a little reluctant to stroke the blood-devouring long sword in his hand, and said dejectedly: "The king's blade, the ghost sword is broken, I am not your real master after all......"

The ruined sword trembled slightly, but the tip of the sword was still devouring the power of qi and blood in the old man's body, and the cooing sound like a cow drinking water was its response to the old man.

While~~~~

The man's shoulders trembled violently, and his hands were so hard that he almost broke a string.

After a long time, Wenren Qianya asked tentatively, "Rui chose him?"

Tu Sihai nodded silently, bearing the evil aura from the sword body alone, without saying a word, but he had some plans in his heart.

"Aren't you afraid that this kid is an undercover agent inserted by those people on Taixuan Island? ”

"Hahaha," Tu Sihai laughed, arrogant, "I didn't take them seriously, these grasshoppers won't be able to stumble for a few days." I was able to make them back then, and I can do the same!"

"But...... Who can protect his mind?" As if thinking of something, the young man's tone was a little excited, "No, I will only be your protector!"

Hearing this, Tu Sihai smiled and shook his head slowly: "Don't worry, I know your persistence." ”

"However, I think the girl is good, and you can teach her when you have time. ”

Foot~~~

The piano music was messy again, the black hair was torn, revealing a demonic face, and Qianya raised her head in surprise: "Who?"

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