The camera pans to the stage in the theater venue, the young man in the black trench coat took off his black-framed glasses and handed them to Qu Qingge beside him, he glanced at the venue - this face that had been advertised in the newspaper, similar to the face of a certain colonel, many people recognized it, and they immediately gasped and looked at it dumbfounded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That Devil ......"

"How could he have escaped the guards and checks and made it to the stage?"

"Are all the Warlocks dead?" In an instant, a large number of soldiers drew their guns...... Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The muzzle of the black hole hole was pointed at the stage: "Don't move—"

"Mom, ......" the emcee legs were weak, fell to the ground and couldn't get up, the gaze of Qianfu just now was terrifying enough, and now it is the muzzle of the gun, and it will be beaten into a beecomb if you move, who can hold on?

The band under the stage also ran away to the back path for the first time, and no one wanted to stay in the environment of the military disaster for an extra second, and no one even remembered to notify the composer who was still on the stage.

But the planned muzzle flames did not appear at the first time, and the enemy appeared at a location other than the door, which was too unexpected.

No one knows how Ji Lun got in, there is obviously a powerful spell barrier outside, but at this moment he appeared on the heart stage without warning, and standing on the side of the Qu family, things became tricky, without an order, no one dared to shoot - accidentally injuring or even accidentally killing the world-renowned music master, even the royal family and the great powers would be alarmed, which was a great disadvantage to Lu Hou.

"Hurry up and come to the rescue!"

"Beware of the hostage ......"

"Heartbreaker ......"

Wow Oo......oo

The metallic sound of four consecutive key strikes resounded through the room, clearly overpowering all kinds of noise.

Qu Qingge watched intently as his hands danced on the black and white piano keys, completely forgetting about the foreign object, wrapped in the silver silk scarf spell, she didn't know the various military and police shouts outside...... In her cognition at this moment, it is still a normal theater, this is a young musician who bravely comes up to dedicate his songs, and he has some talents, which he wants to encourage.

It's a wonderful illusion.

Ji Lun glanced at her, didn't know the other party, but saw the silver and white silk scarf spell on her waist, guessed the situation, did not reveal it, and continued to play quickly with both hands - sliding through the black and white keys, the music gushed out from the bottom of her heart, flowed in the fingertips, passed in the keys, intersected in the metal sheets, and finally presented a rich color in the piano case, the color of music.

This is a solo piano version of Symphony No. 5 "Destiny", a greeting from yet another world.

In fact...... Although Ji Lun originally knew a little music, he was not good at the piano, but now that he is in his body, he is a sick tiger, but he is hanging.

Time slows down, muscles are stable, hand speed is agile, force is precise, the body gives the basic conditions of a grandmaster performer, ready-made piano music, and more importantly, ...... Resonance from the heart, driven by music.

Dangdangdang...... Fate knocks on the door, calamity again and again, heavier, depressing, indignant again and again, and finally the power of holding fate in the throat with both hands.

Since coming to this exotic world, scenes have flickered by...... Hellfire, Jailer, Monster, Little Boy, Father, Liger, Lu Zhaoyue, Fei Hong, and then ...... Xie Tingshu......

"Whoever is righteous, who strangles fate, and who is the lord of ups and downs. He groaned under his breath, his eyes looking into the middle of the audience, meeting a pair of eyes.

Xie Tingshu's heart was cold, and he slowly: "Shoot." ”

"But, the song is ......"

"I'll take the responsibility, I order you, shoot—"

Bang bang -

The bullet was fired, suspended in mid-air a few meters away from the woman in the black dress, fixed, and turned into a ripple of the curtain wall of the bullet...... It's not her power, it's Guillon's power.

"How is it possible, when did he turn the stage upside down and overlap the two realms?"

Yang Shi has never heard of this kind of power, and only by overlapping the two realms can there be such a miracle.

Occasionally, a bullet with a spirit pattern breaks through, but a black network appears in the curtain wall, sweeping away and turning back into a normal bullet.

Qu Qingge didn't know about such bullets, and when she stopped expressing her music, she put back on her lady's soft hat, did not speak, and lost her attention to the audience in the theater behind her, only focusing on the angry young man in the solo—the scarred hands told a terrible encounter, and the violent beatings like a torrential rain were the keys of fate striking in her mind.

She still hadn't taken off the silver scarf around her waist, and she couldn't hear any sound, but she only watched his performance through her eyes, and her own familiarity with the piano had restored the music and the soul behind the music in her mind.

Even this kind of grandmaster's imaginary music...... The slightly rustier performance than Guillen's original is more exciting, heavier, more unyielding, and more shocking!

After a long time, she didn't come back to her senses, and she was intoxicated by the world of music, and she felt that a new door had opened in her own world.

In the ears of a grandmaster like her, there is no difference between music itself, only the right situation, and whether it can touch the truth of the soul.

The song she heard at this moment was just as touching as the extraordinary music she had composed in the past, but there was a clear difference, a kind of male strength, a thousand walls, no desire is strong, indomitable, and no regrets to the death of the fate of the struggle, this is the song of the warrior...... A song of heroes, a song of courage.

However, because she was facing Ji Lun, she really couldn't hear the outside world, and she didn't notice what was happening behind her...... That's the exact opposite, the Song of the Assassins...... Song of the devil, song of revenge.

The camera stays on Ji Lun's face, still very calm, except for the fact that his complexion is almost a little weak, there is not much weakness, his eyes are focused on the void, and there seems to be a score there.

The scene rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and if you look at Ji Lun's eyes, you can see the intoxicated expressions of everyone and the clean and orderly stage.

At the edge of the stage, there is the interweaving of light and darkness, the dividing line between day and night, and the bullet black and white curtain wall is still thickening, pushing in the direction of Ji Lun and Qu Qingge little by little, trying to force the warlock's barrier to the limit of disintegration.

In the darkness, little Helen looked down at the young people playing under the spotlight on the stage, like a humble grass in the darkness looking up at the golden sun...... Suddenly, the dance curtain was pulled, and a machine gun appeared, and the trigger was pulled on the enemy soldiers surging on the seats on the first floor: "Here you are, bullets." ”

Dada......da

Machine gun fire, blood splattered, someone shot back at little Helen on the second floor, but they all hit a barrier, and couldn't help shouting: "That girl is also a hostile warlock, deal with her!"

In the blood light, the camera turned back to the stage to look at the audience, and the people on the field fell like grass, and the fog was filled.

Ji Lun's piano skills are also getting better, he is engrossed, playing with his eyes closed, and his strength continues to climb in the high condensation of the spirit, and he ...... The sound slid through the air like a stream, and it fluctuated back to form a peculiar 'auditory vision', and then he felt that there was still a living person watching him, and he opened his eyes.

happened to meet Qu Qingge's focused eyes, and I was a little surprised to see that she didn't know it, and she was really focused on music...... So he nodded to her: "Don't move." ”

Qu Qingge couldn't hear the words, and the nod would be a musical for her to cooperate, so she held her black lady soft hat in her arms, cleared her throat, and began to make a sound, first a shallow hum, and then a supplement and imitation of the tone, which should have been better for violin accompaniment, but the silk is not as good as bamboo, bamboo is not as good as meat, and the human voice is actually more beautiful and has no boundaries.

In such a human accompaniment, Ji Lun was surprised to find that some incoherent small gaps in his tune had been repaired, the canal was connected, the torrent of emotions poured out, and the highly cohesive spirit in turn boosted the warlock's concentration.

The light and darkness of the whole world faded, the sound faded, and only the flow of music, the torrent of the void, the pulsation of the planet, the majestic exertion of the freedom of all kinds of frost and heaven, the alternation of destruction and new life, the expansion of the tiny destiny of mankind under some amplification, this is the ...... Is it the silent world of Qu Qingge?

No, it's the pure world of music.

The throbbing that cannot be described in the language known to mankind is surging in the void, and can only be expressed by sound!

The song "Destiny" has gradually changed, boosted by a certain throbbing resonance in the depths of the soul, with Ji Lun's hands as a bridge to clash, it is two palace masters who have transcended the pinnacle, and they have crossed time and space between the two worlds, and they work together to make a combination, which pushes Ji Lun to the limit, and then-

Push the limits.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed to be a long time, faintly touching the limit of the warlock, and half a foot stepped into the door of the temple...... In an instant, he was in a trance and sober, and was repelled and kicked out by some force, and a kind of yellow python and black python flashed in the air, intertwining and rolling, biting endlessly.

Dada......da

"Protect the General!"

"No!"

The soldiers who went forward and followed fell down one by one like mowing grass, and several ensigns pounced on Xie Tingshu, and the bullets passed through and exploded with blood.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of soldiers were strewn all over the field, and the entire theater was baptized in the bullets of the storm, and Guillen stretched out his hand...... Rumble!

On the stage, it is not a lonely star bridge, but the whole world...... The miniature version of a bright galaxy exploded in the air.

Qu Qingge blinked, watching the action, not knowing that the dense bullet curtain wall behind her had reached the point where it almost touched her back, and it was about to drown her, and as the galaxy fell, the curtain wall retreated in an instant, shooting countless bullets at the place where they came from...... If there were still living people there.

Ji Lun got up, gave up his seat, Qu Qingge sat down again, and was about to continue playing the piano, when he was facing the audience below, he saw a blood-red mist.

The musician who lived in this silent world finally realized the upheaval, and she stood up a little nervously after a slight startle.

Ji Lun reached out and pressed her shoulder, the other party's gaze fell, and he immediately let go of his hand.

Qu Qingge was silent for a while, stretched out his hand and began to continue playing the piano, it was a kind of sad music, a sadness that could penetrate the soul.

Ji Lun's mind was also infected, although the other party did not say a word except for the musical expression, but it resonated faintly in the music, and his heart was sharp: "Do you want to influence us and eliminate the military disaster?"

There was no answer, only the music flowed like water, calm and peaceful.

"But revenge can't be stopped, and in the duel between beasts, one of them must fall, and there is no choice...... I'm sorry for your kindness, everyone, your music has broken the limits, but the music itself is limited......"

Ji Lun said this, knowing that the other party couldn't hear it.

Dada......da

Luo Li's machine gun stopped, and the entire theater was only groaning, and no one was standing, but in the blood-colored mist of the auditorium, at least a dozen stars and a huge barrier could be felt, but this could not last long.

"Come on in...... The Avengers. ”

Ji Lun stepped forward and stepped down from the stage. (To be continued.) )