"On the contrary, I think that Wei Tianming's focus is on sealing the Shaking Light Branch, and we are just the targets of their attacks. ”

Mu Yan's gaze couldn't help but turn to this desolate Shaking Light Branch.

During this time, because Di Ming and Uncle Xiao were not there, there were fewer people who came to the Shaoguang Branch.

So much so that the place slowly began to become gloomy again, as if there were ghosts hovering around.

Mu Yan frowned slightly.

Just like when she first entered the Shaking Light Branch, she always felt as if there was something in this Shaking Light Branch.

She couldn't see or touch it, but it sent chills down her spine from time to time.

What happened to the Shake Light Branch back then to make such a large branch abandoned?

......

At night, Mu Yan slept in a daze.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the piano.

Like weeping, desolate and resentful.

But with the tragedy of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Mu Yan suddenly woke up from his sleep and asked Qihuang and Little Phoenix, "Did you hear the sound of the piano?"

Qihuang turned over lazily, "What piano sound, Jun Muyan, are you dreaming?"

Qiuqiu also shook his head in a daze, "Beautiful sister, Qiuqiu didn't hear anything!"

The sound of the piano in Mu Yan's ears was much quieter at this time, but he could still hear it if he listened carefully.

For those who are good at music, the emotions and conduct expressed in the sound of the piano are the most impossible to hide.

The so-called mountains and rivers are looking for bosom friends, and this is the case.

Mu Yan listened, and a vague shadow seemed to appear in front of him.

Traumatized, riddled with wounds, resentment and hatred.

But that righteousness and arrogance have never been wiped out.

Mu Yan couldn't help but get up and follow the voice.

Almost the entire Shaking Light Branch was spared, but the source of the sound was never found.

Moreover, Mu Yan always felt that the sound of the piano was getting softer and softer, as if it was slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.

She was almost disappointed.

But suddenly stopped in front of a huge cliff.

I always feel that the sound of the piano heard here seems to be louder and more condensed.

Mu Yan gently touched the cliff with his hand, and even slashed it a few times with the Seven Absolute Sword, but he didn't feel that it was any different from ordinary cliffs.

The sound of the piano is getting weaker and weaker, as if desperate, as if giving up everything.

Mu Yan's heart swelled with unbearable, and he suddenly sat down cross-legged, and the Seven Absolute Swords in his hand also turned into the Heavenly Demon Qin.

Ten fingers moved lightly, and the sound of the piano wrinkled.

The same weeping and complaining, but not mourning, but lingering and compassionate.

swallowed mountains and rivers with the same anger, but did not resent, but broke through the nine heavens.

Slowly, one light and one heavy, the two notes blend together.

You have moistened me, I have moistened you.

You have warmed me, I have warmed you.

Mountains and rivers are close to the end of the world, but they can be expected.

At the end of the song, the sun rises in the eastern sky.

Mu Yan wiped the sweat off his forehead, his body and spirit were a little prostration, but he felt indescribably hearty.

She has never fought the piano and piano with others, to such a deed, so to the extent that she knows each other so well.

She didn't know who this person was, whether it was a man or a woman, whether it was old or young.

But just by virtue of the sound of a piano, it made her feel that this person was a natural confidant with her.

Qihuang's voice suddenly came from his ears, "Jun Muyan, why are you suddenly playing the piano at night?"

Mu Yan already knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't help asking, "Do you really only hear my piano and can't hear the other piano?"

Qihuang frowned, "Where did you get another piano sound, Jun Muyan, are you stupid climbing the Linglong Tower?"