Chapter 299, panicked

At this time, the Wanjin King had already spoken, and the eight-tone concubine no longer hid her strength, and a burst of spiritual power suddenly erupted from each person's body, and the eight figures suddenly floated into the void. The skirt on her body is fluttering, and she is very beautiful. But there is a kind of coldness and murderous aura in this beauty.

The eyes of the eight women were like ice, and the spiritual power in their hands touched the musical instrument in their hands, and they immediately made a sharp and abnormal sound. The concubine, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, raised her hand, and the lyre swept out a burst of strong spiritual power with a strong attack power. The note floated from the void, and there was a flicker in the void, as if there was nothing and it was impossible to defend against. Such moves are both tangible and invisible, and they are simply unguardable.

At the same time, the Jiaowei in Ran Tianluo's hand also swept out a strong note, and the two piano notes, one high and one low, made a noise. Suddenly, there was a roar in the void of the stone room, and Concubine Qin did not react in the slightest, but Ran Tianluo's figure retreated far away. It wasn't until Shi Yunyang caught her that she stopped her figure.

Ran Tianluo said: "They are very strong, how can we fight?"

Shi Yunyang held her hand and said, "It's up to you, you just have to attack, don't consume spiritual power." Don't worry, I'll protect you. ”

Shi Yunyang's short sentence has strengthened her confidence. Ran Tianluo looked solemn and said, "Okay." "Shi Yunyang and the four of them are completely unable to participate in this battle, and the eight women in this eight-tone concubine are all good at different sonic attacks. This kind of sound wave can not be felt like spiritual power, but it must be heard by the ear. Among them, Ran Qianluo can be regarded as proficient in music. This fight is her fight.

Ran Tianluo's knees were crossed, she did not float in the void like the eight-tone concubine, and sat lightly on the ground. The spiritual power in his hand surged, and Jiao Weiqin floated lightly in front of him, as if resting on an invisible case. Ran Qianluo pressed the strings with his hand, but did not pluck his fingers, but gently turned his head and asked Shi Yunyang.

"What do you want to hear?"

Shi Yunyang smiled and said, "You can play whatever you want, I like all the tunes you play." ”

Ran Tianluo smiled, turned his head, moved his index finger and bent his middle finger, and gently popped it out, and dialed out a set of light and bright tones. The eight-tone concubine thought that Ran Tianluo's long-brewing first form would be so powerful, and their bodies retreated slightly, and a large stream of spiritual power enveloped their whole bodies. What I didn't expect was that there was no attack at all in this blow, and there was not a trace of spiritual power in this piano sound. The eight concubines were all inexplicable for a while, and the enemy actually played the piano in front of their eyes. But the enemy is unpredictable, and they do not dare to act rashly for a moment. If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

The sound of the piano in Ran Tianluo's hand turned from high to low, up and down. It's intoxicating. A song contains all things, spring and autumn. And in this song, it seems to only tell about his own experience, ups and downs in the world. Life is varied and changeable, but life is like this music, because it is extraordinary, because of the ups and downs, the combination of high and low, so life will be as beautiful as a piece of music. Ran Tianluo's song is like this, and her desire for a stable life is vaguely revealed in the twists and turns, but she does not regret all her ups and downs.

Music is beautiful because it can not only enter the hearts of people who understand music, but even if a person does not understand the rhythm, he can find a sense of empathy in the play and singing. Every piece is a story, and everyone's story is different. So everyone can find their role in the same music.

The eight-tone concubine didn't know what to do for a while, and she didn't dare to attack, but she definitely couldn't retreat, so the two sides were at a stalemate.

Han Lun and Luo Xiaocheng felt very incredible, even Zhu Chan was slightly surprised behind them, they didn't feel any aggression in Ran Tianluo's piano sound, no matter which note it was, it was very soft, and when they really wanted to make a high note, there was a low note immediately. There were no complaints about the sound in her hands. On the contrary, it is very open-minded.

At the end of the song, Ran Tianluo did not end the sound of the piano, plucked the piano with one hand, and pulled Shi Yunyang to sit down with one hand. Shi Yunyang didn't resist, he sat down beside her gently, his right hand wrapped around her waist from behind, and Ran Tianluo smiled. The sound of the piano in his hand sounded softly again. It's just that this time the sound is softer and more ethereal. Ten fingers flicked, as if slowing down time. This beautiful and moving melody made everyone's fighting spirit drop by half. I only feel that the sound of the piano is like water, and one finger is hooked, as if a flying dandelion falls gently on the water, without a little microwave. Suddenly, the strings swept away, and it was like a vast snow falling on a high mountain, although the sound was huge, but it was unusually quiet. In the quiet, but interspersed with some warmth, it seems that a few gusts of mountain wind suddenly came from the lonely valley, and a few yellow orioles jumped in. Or two people privately make a lifelong decision on this leisurely scenery, hugging each other and crying.

Ran Tianluo sometimes plucked the ball, and sometimes looked at Shi Yunyang and chuckled. It was as if he had forgotten that there were eight other strong enemies on the other side. She laughed, Shi Yunyang also laughed, and the two were intoxicated by the sound of the piano, tender and sweet, and infinitely restrained.

Han Lun said: "It's been a long time since I've heard Miss Ran play such a beautiful song, it's really a peerless and unpleasant song." ”

Luo Xiaocheng said: "It's the first time I've heard such a beautiful tune. But on this occasion, a little "He didn't finish speaking, and saw that the concubine Bayin on the other side couldn't hold it back." The fighting intent in their bodies was also swallowed up little by little under the sound of this piano, and in this way, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be powerless to fight back and defeat themselves without a fight. The Eight Sound Concubines dispatched together this time, and the eight sharp sounds combined into a huge sound array, and the eight sound waves pierced through, and Ran Tianluo's piano sound was suddenly mixed with a huge noise.

Seeing that the spiritual power mixed in the sound wave had arrived in front of him, Shi Yunyang's hand clasped around Ran Tianluo's waist was lightly forced, and the powerful spiritual power in his hand was injected into Ran Tianluo's body, and the spiritual power passed through Ran Tianluo's fingertips and naturally hung on the strings. As soon as Ran Tianluo pulled the string slightly, the powerful spiritual power attached to the sound wave and passed out. The spiritual power notes of the eight-tone concubine collided with the notes of Shi Yunyang and Ran Tianluo. Suddenly, there was another big explosion, and the eight concubines flew out upside down. Ran Tianluo didn't spend a single bit of spiritual power, and the spiritual power consumed was Shi Yunyang's, but the control of this voice really had to be completed by her. This is the first time that the two have worked together so delicately.

However, although the two were close before, there was always a little bit of estrangement. Maybe it's because of the shyness of her daughter's family. Maybe it's Shi Yunyang, it's worried about her own future. I don't know how to choose. But now, Ran Tianluo has made a choice, and this estrangement no longer exists.

The eight women of the eight-tone concubine each turned over from the ground, and the willow bamboo cave flute in Concubine Xiao's hand suddenly played a dark and abnormal tune, as if it was a sign of the ghost's coming, and when everyone heard the sound, it seemed to be the cold wind blowing in the mass grave. Suddenly, the sound of Concubine Qin's piano was added. The sound was sharp, like thunder flashing through the air. After a while, the flute concubine played a rapid flute again, and it sounded like a downpour. These eight-tone concubines added their voices one by one. Together, the eight musical instruments create an orderly picture of a gloomy thunderstorm night, and a dark atmosphere wafting in a deserted grave. After hearing it, people felt depressed and very uncomfortable. The abdomen is churning, and I almost want to vomit.

Luo Xiaocheng and Han Lun hurriedly controlled their spiritual power to suppress this powerful evil thought. For a moment, two different voices floated in this stone room. The two voices each paint a different picture. One is good, the other is evil. One good and one evil collide with each other. There was no confrontation in the field, because it was all in the minds of each other. These two pieces of music can evoke both the good and the evil in the human heart. Just look at which one has the upper hand, the evil side and the good side.

For a while, the stone room was very quiet, and everyone was trying to calm their minds, if they were a little distracted at this time, I am afraid that a steady stream of evil thoughts would pour out of their minds, and this evil thoughts would surge in the killing intent in people's hearts. I can't help but want to kill someone. The eight-tone concubine wanted to use Han Lun, Luo Xiaocheng, and Zhu Chan to control them through the music and then let them kill each other. However, Ran Tianluo's dreamlike music continues to reduce this evil thought. For a while, the eight-tone concubine was unable to succeed.

Suddenly, the rhythm in the hands of the Eight Tone Concubine has accelerated a lot. The killing intent in Shi Yunyang and Han Lun's minds suddenly surged. Han Lun's concentration was a little poor, and he suddenly shouted, his face struggled, but his hand did not obey the call, he pulled out the Hanzhang knife, and walked away towards Ran Tianluo and Shi Yunyang like a walking corpse.

Luo Xiaocheng was shocked when he saw this, but at this time he couldn't tell the gods, and now he himself was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect himself. I had to shout loudly, "Han Lun, wake up, what are you doing!" Luo Xiaocheng shouted, and his voice suddenly overshadowed the rhythm of the eight-tone concubine, Han Lun was interrupted for a while, and he suddenly came to his senses. He looked at Hanzhang in his hand and asked himself, "What happened to me just now, how could I hold a knife?"

Suddenly, the evil voice sounded again, and Luo Xiaocheng shouted, "Young Master Han, cover your ears and don't listen." ”

Han Lunzhi felt a splitting headache, and any sound he heard was vague, and suddenly, Han Lun heard what Luo Xiaocheng said, and quickly blindfolded his ears, and suddenly felt that the evil thoughts and killing intent in his body had decreased a lot.

At this time, the two sides faced each other, fighting psychological warfare, but Han Lun and Luo Xiaocheng had already found a way to deal with this voice. Luo Xiaocheng stuffed the plackets on both sides of his ears, dragged the giant axe, and walked towards the eight-tone concubine step by step