As soon as the words fell, the two of them rose into the air, their clothes blowing without wind, and their black hair flying, like gods above the sky.

Both of them are peerless men in the red dust, no matter who they are, the appearance of only this one person can stir up the rivers and lakes. Now that the two have joined forces to fight the enemy, no matter how strong the ghost warriors are, can they still defeat the Streamer Gongzi and Emperor Qin?

Qi Chu was fluted in his neck, and his lips touched the cold flute hole, only to see green light floating out of the flute hole like smoke, flowing down his neck and waist. The whole person is surrounded by green light, calm eyes, confident smile, and that hint of indifference, everything is just right.

makes people feel that he should be here, he should be one with this jade flute, and he should be a peerless man in the world.

The sound of the flute jumped smartly, soft and cheerful, like the water of the bright stream is crystal clear and unobstructed.

Whose jade flute has a clear sound, how many years has it been blown in the world.

He seems to have blown all the world's various states with this song, blowing thousands of turns, and behind the cheerful flute, there are wisps of lingering sadness, wanting to give up and give up, wanting to keep but hopeless.

Lan Ting really listened to it in his heart, and for a moment his eyes were blurred with tears, and he was bitter.

The most memorable song in the world is probably the sadness behind the cheerfulness.

Qi Chu closed his eyes, as if he had transcended the object, not smelling, not looking, not speaking, the love thread passed between his fingers, warming him and smearing a layer of sadness as thin as a cicada's wings.

At this time, when the sound of the flute was about to be interrupted, Kang Hui's piano sound swirled up along the unfinished ending.

He is the opposite of Qi Chu, playing sad and mournful tunes, but behind the sadness is a little bit of joy. It's like how much helplessness in the world is behind it, but there is actually the warmth of home.

The ice blue guqin is faintly cold like fairy dust, and while Kang plucks back the strings, the cold air like fairy dust ripples like water waves, and the circle ripples bloom and rise like flowers.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano are like a ring, close and intertwined, divided and happy, a sorrow comes from the joy, a joy is born from the sorrow, gradually not distinguishing each other, and finally the sorrow and joy are like snow and water seeping into each other, merging with each other.

Qi Chu slowly opened his eyes, and smiled at Kang Hui sideways, "The upper is like the sky, the lower is like the ground, the hollow quasi-sixth, the strings are intended to be December, the four images are set up, and the five tones of the drum are haired, which is worthy of the snow jade Xinghe qin." ”

A faint layer of gold appeared in Kang Hui's eyes, and he only said: "The piano is for fun, and it becomes a soldier on the ground." Since the other party forced me to make a move, then let him ruin his dreams!"

I saw that the snow jade Xinghe qin in front of him was grabbed by him and stood up in an instant, pressing the upper end with his left hand and pressing the string with his right hand.

All the sounds stopped abruptly in an instant, and the short pause made people's blood churn. Then Kang Hui swept the strings with the five fingers of his right hand vigorously and casually, and the sound of the piano started again, and every time he swept it, he saw a cold light on the ice-blue snow jade galaxy.

There seems to be an infinite amount of power born from the strings, bending the fingers and hooking the strings, flicking the fingers endlessly, the magic power is vast, and the power is boundless.

He hooked, swept the strings, pressed the sound, and wiped the room, and the cold light shot out like an arrow, shooting at the ghost warrior one by one. No matter how strong their bodies were, they couldn't stop this endless attack, and a moment later, the skin on the bodies of the eight ghost warriors cracked, and blood spurted like pillars.

But that's not all!

Qi Chu held the moon flute in his right hand, and made a sword with his left hand, only to hear him chant:

The sound of the piano breaks through the cold night, and the cool people fall into their dreams.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute came sadly, stepping on the snow to find you all over the mountains.

Thoughts, tears, shake up and look at the silver remnants.

Pondering the word mandarin duck for half a foot, I dare not speak if I want to be lovesick.

The shadow of Xu Jinyu appeared in front of his eyes, his beautiful face, his gentle words, and how many days and nights of hard thinking in the past ten years.

If in a dream, if you go back to the past, you will tell the moon and tell it gracefully, and accompany you carefully.

The eyes of the streamer boy are as bright as the moon, in the moonlight, under the snow, the sky is full of peach blossoms, and Xu Jinyu dances.

At this time, Kang shook his finger and echoed:

The night is not good, don't rely on the railing, hate the wind and hate the moon and the day like a year.

It's easy to fall in love, even if you don't have a chance, you dare to go against the sky in this life!

The end of the world is far away, people are not far away, and I have been dreaming for a long night.

See you in the next life, and you will save each other, if the immortals stop again, they will kill the immortals!

He thought about Cui Lingmiao in his heart, thinking that he had no chance with her in this life, he was remorseful, his anger was hard to vent, and his fingertips were getting stronger, as if he was about to pluck the strings.

Qi Chu and Kang Hui have similar temperaments and similar experiences, and they all have the same mind, and they both think of the people they loved in the past.

Qi Chu's sword fingers shone brightly, Kang Hui's strings broke his fingers, and blood flowed down.

At the end of the song, the two of them exploded, the transverse flute stood up, and there was no one in the sky and on the earth to be its blade.

The eight ghost warriors didn't have time to react at all, and they didn't even roar, and they turned into blood mist in an instant and slowly fell.

Dui Yue Xiao and Xue Yu Xingheqin disappeared again, and the two stood side by side, and it took a long time to calm down.

Qi Chu looked at the fountain of desire below and said, "If this thing stays in the world, it will definitely cause trouble, I think it will be destroyed." ”

The three agreed, and after destroying the Fountain of Desire, they walked out into the darkness in front of them.

"Childe, let's be careful, so as not to deceive here. Lan Ting was vigilant, he was deeply impressed by the experience in the tunnel just now.

"There will be no ambush here. Qi Chu faintly felt that the dark road here had not been blocked, it was very similar to someone deliberately leaving it for them. The purpose is to get them out of here, but there will never be an ambush, so why bother if you want to let them out?

The four of them walked for a long time, and it was already a child hour when they saw the waning moon in the night sky again. There was silence all around, and it was a fork in the road, with wheels running over on the snow to the right, and smooth snow on the left.

Lan Ting looked at the left and right roads and said, "Childe, I think the traces on the snow on the right were deliberately left by the other party." ”

Qi Chu nodded, and then heard Lan Ting say, "Then let's go to the left." ”

At this time, Yu Yefeng said: "Then if the right side is not deliberately left with the car print, aren't we in the air?" I think we should act separately, so that no matter the left and right, we can be foolproof." ”

"yes, why didn't I think of that?" Lan Ting said, patting his head

Kang Hui smiled back: "What if the left and right sides are deliberately set up by the other party?"

Lan Ting asked, "What do you mean?"

Qi Chu said: "It means that no matter how far you go, you can't find a ghost warrior." ”

"Is that really the case? What should I do then?" asked Yu Yefeng

Qi Chu turned around in place and said, "Don't look for it, these two are definitely not." ”

Lan Ting said curiously: "But there is no other way, is it possible that they will go to heaven?"

He looked up at the night sky, and there were thousands of stars, and there was nothing unusual.