Under the night sky, the sound of the piano started, and everyone in the hurry couldn't help but stop listening!

Because in the sound of the piano, there is an inexplicable magic that makes the sad memories buried in the heart of the listener irrepressibly gush out, and the thoughts are chaotic!

I lost my mind for a moment, and then my true qi spread on its own, and suddenly made my consciousness repeat Qingming, and the gaze under the mask of Mingyuetian contained coldness, and said in a cold tone: "This person who plays the piano should be damned!"

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Because of this low and mournful piano sound, she couldn't help but think of the tragedy she witnessed when she was a child, and also reminded her of the ending of her master's death, and these are the past that she never wants to think about!

Ling Shan was silent.

She has always been used to being big-hearted, and it is difficult to reflect sentimentality in her, but just for a moment, she has become sad and sad, with the sound of the piano, it can affect people's emotions so much, it is really terrifying and terrifying!

"Wake up!"

Ahead, in the mountains and forests dozens of zhang away, the shouts of Yan Tiannan and Mo Da Evil were suddenly heard one after another, and the voices were full of internal force, which suddenly disrupted the notes that echoed under the night sky, shaking people's hearts.

Someone shouted, as if he was stunned when he woke up from a dream, and like a fright when he suddenly heard a loud noise!

Immediately afterwards, someone reminded again: "This piano sound is deceitful, you hold the yuan and keep one, keep your mind, and be careful!"

Obviously, most of the people in the front of them didn't notice it, and most of them were also on the way!

One step ahead, all are first-class masters, at this time there is an embankment, only with the previous sound of the piano, it is not easy to invade the mind again, everyone continues to move forward!

There is also a road to the mountain behind returning to Yanfeng and the rest of the peaks, others are not clear about the specifics, and even if they know, it is not good to rush to break through on weekdays, but tonight there is the head of Hengshan personally leading the way, and it is unimpeded!

The moon is in the sky.

Like the water and the moon spread all over the mountains, the unbroken wails inside and outside the Hengshan Sword Sect were like a resentful ghost crying, and the smell of blood lingered in the air, so rich that the wind could not disperse!

When they approached again, next to the house and in the corridors, traces of fighting could be seen everywhere, and they were full of Hengshan disciples, but none of them could stand, some were alive and some were dead...... More dead than alive!

It's late after all.

"No—"

"Who is it? Who is it?"

Seeing the scene of a river of blood, the sad voices of several Hengshan masters such as Mo Da Evil resounded under the night sky, and they staggered back among the many disciples on the ground, calling for familiar names, looking for those fellow disciples who had not yet lost their breath!

In the crowd, Ning Weiyu closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, the hand holding the sword turned white, his face became even paler, and his body trembled slightly.

The same corpses were strewn all over the field, and the same blood flowed like a river, how similar was this scene to the night 25 years ago that made Huashan collapse from then on? Seeing the corpses of Hengshan disciples lying all around, her ears seemed to ring that night, and the voices of hundreds of brothers and sisters of the same family wept bitterly!

Ling Buchao immediately noticed the violent fluctuations in Madame's emotions, and reached out to hold her hand!

The rest of the people present also showed unbearable faces, and there was no lack of sadness for the rabbit and the fox!

Looking at the rivers and lakes, Hengshan is by no means weak, from the time the signal is transmitted to the time they arrive, at most an hour before and after, hundreds of disciples are only a corpse left, almost like a door, and I don't know how many lucky people remain!

"Everyone help to see if there are any survivors!"

Seeing the disciples of Hengshan rummaging among the corpses, someone immediately proposed, and the rest of the sects were not idle at the moment, and they all stepped forward to help inspect them.

After only a moment, someone exclaimed: "Teacher, senior brother, they ...... They all killed each other!"

It is Qu Dayi, one of the seven swords of Hengshan in the same column.

"That's true!"

The people of the various factions present are not the heads of a faction, but also the elders, all of them are old and sophisticated, and they have a unique vision, they didn't take a closer look before, so they didn't notice it, but now after being reminded by the great goodness, and then carefully inspected, they immediately saw the cause of death of these Hengshan disciples, there are many corpses, no matter the location of the corpses, or the scars on the body, there is no doubt that they can only be caused by killing each other!

This is a cold discovery, everyone has changed color, this is far more unbelievable than the Hengshan Sword Sect was almost wiped out!

Ling Shan and Ming Yuetian didn't join them, they watched from a distance, and they also heard the voices of people from various factions, and their hearts were shaken, the people of the entire faction were all killing each other and dying?

The sound of the piano is still hovering under the night sky, but the rhythm changes suddenly, and the meaning of sadness is gone, but it is full of a cheerful and joyful artistic conception, as if to dilute the tragedy on Hengshan, but everyone is always on guard and will not be affected!

And even if the people of the Hengshan Sword Sect are distracted, but the tragic death of the same door is almost annihilated, how can the sound of the piano sweep away the sadness?

Mo Daxie's face was dead gray, and he looked even more inhuman under the moonlight, standing among the corpses on the ground in despair, hearing the faint sound of the piano, a thought suddenly rose to him, and muttered to himself: "Yes, it's the sound of the piano...... The sound of the piano can even affect our emotions, and the attainments of the people who play the piano can be imagined, and it is not impossible for people to be delirious with the sound of the piano, and it is not impossible to kill, these disciples must have fallen into this way!"

Although the Wuyue Sword School is named after the sword, there are often other unique skills in each faction.

Just like Huashan, in addition to swordsmanship, there are also purple qi Xuangong, mixed yuan and one qi divine skill, such as the inner magic skills can be called Jiang Wulin, and the other factions also have their own unique learning, and Hengshan is good at vocal music, and the sound wave thaumaturgy is well-known in the rivers and lakes, which is the most distinctive of the five factions.

As the head of Hengshan, Mo Da Evil is in charge of music theory and martial arts, and knows that when vocal music and martial arts are combined, there can be all kinds of incredible abilities. It is not impossible to make people not admit to killing relatives and friends, but these means are really a very wonderful field, and no one has been able to practice them up and down Hengshan so far.

coincided with the sound of the piano in the mountains, and the sound of the piano was just the same as the chaotic emotions, so it was difficult for him not to suspect that the person who played the piano was the one who brewed the tragedy in Hengshan tonight!

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Dawei took a few breaths of air, cleaned up his mentality, made a long gesture, and said loudly: "Everyone, tonight's incident of our faction, most of the perpetrators are the ones who play the piano, and I hope everyone can go with Mo to investigate!"

Now that Hengshan has changed drastically, the disciples of the sect have been devastated, and there is not much left, he just wants to avenge his disciples at the moment, but he has not been carried away by hatred, and he knows that the person who can make Hengshan almost destroy the door is definitely not something he can deal with alone, only by relying on the power of everyone, can he hope!

Therefore, he has completely stopped taking into account the prestige of the head of a faction, and his posture can be described as extremely low!

Although they also expected the enemy to be strong, the leaders of each faction were still fearless and responded one after another.

"Everyone, Mo is grateful!"

Mo Da thanked him, and said to the junior brother next to him: "Two junior brothers of the Great Righteous Gift, you stay here and continue to search, see if there are any surviving disciples, and after the follow-up people of each faction come to help, then explain where I am going!"

Thirty or forty masters from various factions on the field immediately rushed down the mountain in unison.

The source of the sound of the piano is not around here!

Everyone went down the mountain road, and the sound of the piano became louder and heavier, obviously approaching the source of the sound.

When they arrived at the stone pavilion guarding the mountain at the fork in the peak, they finally saw the person playing the piano.

Hanging lanterns swayed in the night wind, and the candlelight cast faintly illuminated the three people in the pavilion!

One person faces the direction of the mountain, strokes the piano in front of the table, one person comes sideways, leans on the pillar, is a woman, and one person is silently independent, holding a staff and iron in one hand and carrying it in the other, facing the peak!

Outside the stone pavilion, seven or eight people fell sideways, life and death were unknown, and several broken swords were adhering to the moonlight, reflecting the cold light!