Wang Lin left the river and walked slowly in the night, the two warlocks behind him, both of them looked at each other, and both saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes.

In their opinion, this Wang Lin has been standing by the river in a daze for most of the day, except for strolling.

It was getting dark now, but the man was still pacing slowly.

In the night, the city of Hongcheng is brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.

Wang Lin walked slowly, and his gaze fell on a darkness in the distance, which was rare in Hongcheng, where there was a large area of buildings, shrouded in an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

This breath is full of death and resentment.

"That's one of the four major prisons in Kyoto!" the sergeant behind Wang Lin looked at it and said in a low voice.

"Hung Prison ...... , Wang Lin nodded.

In this prison, all the prisoners are felons, and this place is heavily guarded, and there is no access token, so it is impossible to enter at all. The sergeant explained.

Wang Lin took a closer look at this Hong Prison, he had noticed it before, there, there were several powerful demonic qi, the strength of this demonic qi was not weaker than Mo Lihai, and after a long groan, Wang Lin walked towards Mo Mansion.

After returning to Mo's Mansion, Wang Lin went straight to Mo Lihai's residence, Mo Lihai was meditating cross-legged, and when Wang Lin pushed the door in, he opened his eyes.

"I'm going to Honggao, Brother Mo can read the whole text of the novel, as much as possible on the learning network

Method?" Mo Lihai was stunned, glanced at Wang Lin, did not ask the reason, but pondered for a moment, and said, "It's a little difficult!"

Wang Lin frowned, and said treacherously, "That's it!" Mo Lihai smiled slightly and said, "How long are you going there?" "A month!" Wang Lin said.

"Cultivation?" Mo Lihai said with a blank squint.

Wang Lin looked at Mo Lihai, nodded, and said, "I need to kill, in this Heavenly Demon City, if there is a large number of killings, I am afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble." After speaking, Wang Lin added, "If I succeed, when I help you, I will have a greater grasp!" Mo Lihai stood up when he heard this, stared at Wang Lin, and said word by word, "Are you sure?" Wang Lin didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his right hand, five killing qi in his fingers instantly roared out, forming five dragons, at lightning speed... Straight to the Mo Li Sea.

Mo Lihai laughed, and threw a punch with his right hand, but when he saw a burst of sound of breaking the sky, the five gray qi suddenly collapsed. But Mo Lihai smiled, his eyes showed a strange light, and his body took three steps back.

I saw that the gray qi that was scattered instantly fused, forming five dragons again, and a thick murderous aura spread from it, almost instantly enveloping the surroundings, and the soldiers in the Mo Mansion were alarmed and rushed here together.

At the same time, these five killing qi roared out, Mo Lihai's eyes flashed, and he threw a punch again, but when he heard a banging sound in midair, the five gray qi was as fast as lightning, and instantly rushed past Mo Lihai's fist and galloped towards his chest.

The killing aura was approaching in an instant, but it was blocked by a curtain of demonic power that suddenly appeared silently seven inches in front of Mo Lihai's body, and was bounced back.

Despite this, the demon curtain in front of Mo Lihai also shook violently.

"If this gray qi exceeds thousands, can you still lower your crotch so easily..."Wang Lin said slowly.

Mo Lihai's eyes showed a strange light, this killing aura, he was not the first time he had seen it, compared to the two times, this time it was more powerful, he said decisively, "A month is too long, I can't do it, but seven days, there is no problem, there are tens of thousands of felons in the Hong Prison, enough for you to cultivate for seven days! You wait for me, I will give you a letter in three days!" Wang Lin nodded, turned around and walked out of the room.

Mo Lihai groaned in the room, and for a long time, he muttered to himself, "This Wang Lin, really can't, he used the life of the thirteenth in exchange for this person's help, but he did the right thing!"

Not to mention the power of the palm print, this gray murderous aura alone is extremely extraordinary, this gray qi is only five paths, and before it has exerted its full power, it can shake my demon armor, and its sharpness is sharper than some demon swords! This is still second, the most important, within this gray qi, there is a change in my understanding of the Yuan Law, which can actually trigger the vitality in my body!

If you really let this gray qi form thousands of extremely terrifying!This Wang Lin, it is better not to be an enemy with him, and it is better to maintain the current relationship!" He pondered for a while, immediately walked out of the room, hurriedly left, and walked around for Wang Lin to enter the prison.

Wang Lin did not return to the room, but sat cross-legged in the courtyard, although it was quiet all around, but his ears moved, but there was always a faint sound of the piano.

Although the sound of this piano is light, it has a unique charm and will not disperse for a long time.

This night, Wang Lin didn't cultivate, didn't breathe, and didn't even think about killing immortals in his mind, he just sat quietly in the courtyard, silently looking at the starlight in the sky, and listening to the sound of the piano in his heart..."His figure pulled out a long shadow under the moonlight, and this shadow, in this quiet courtyard, looked particularly gloomy.

Only the shadow is just "a jar of wine from the ancient demon city, placed next to Wang Lin, he sometimes picked up the qin to drink, Xiao Se in the shadow, gradually affected his body, Xiao Se's decline, as if melted in the moonlight, poured in his body, reflected in his heart, I Wang Lin learned the Tao at the age of sixteen, to this day, but I have long forgotten the years, I don't know the body ......" Wang Lin picked up the wine jar, drank a big sip, the wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the placket.

Wang Lin looked at the starlight in the sky, and there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"A cultivator, who goes against the sky, is destined to be lonely all his life"

The sound of the piano was silent, but Wang Lin could vaguely hear it, he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "A lifetime of loneliness can have a heart to seek the truth, but this lonely taste, and there are a few people who can really taste it, just like this wine, the entrance is spicy, but the stomach turns into a hot stream."

In the starlight and moonlight, the lonely shadow is alone, and the qin is born" "I don't know how those 10,000-year-old monks survived these 10,000-year loneliness, but I know that if there is no slightest emotion in my heart, I will cultivate the Tao, but I will only cultivate the Tao of self-righteousness, not the way of heaven!"

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, if the monk who goes against the heavens, if his heart is also unmoved, he is still unkind, with an unkind heart to cultivate the way of heaven and earth is not benevolent, how can it be called a practice against the sky, how can it be called a reverse word? That is just walking with the sky!

Since ancient times, those who obey the heavens have been the darlings of heaven and earth, and behind this darling, there is the body of ants! My way, not to follow the sky, but to move in my heart, go against the sky, against the immortals and cultivate, what I seek, is not only immortal, but more, but to get rid of the body of the ants behind it, this, make it rebellious!

Wang Lin drank all the wine in the altar in one gulp, raised it forward, the wine jar fell to the ground, snapped and fell, Wang Lin touched his eyebrows with his right hand, leaned aside, the color of decline in his eyes gradually disappeared The moonlight slowly deepened, like the sand between his fingers, slowly flowing away, when the early sun rose, Wang Lin opened his eyes, this night, he was drunk "drunk, the moment he woke up, everything yesterday was buried deep in his heart, sealed in a position that could not be touched."

Three days passed in a flash, these three days, Wang Lin did not cultivate, every morning, he would leave the Mo Mansion and come to the river to sit down. As the painting boat passed by, the brief sound of the piano echoed.

The sad sound of the piano flowed through his heart, through the sealed memory, into the depths of his heart.

Hearing the sound of the piano and drinking the wine bought by the sergeant, Wang Lin was immersed in it and had a special feeling.

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In the past three days, Wang Lin lived very peacefully, away from all disputes, away from all the traces of killing, forgetting the danger of Tuosen, forgetting the covenant of Mo Lihai, forgetting his expectations for the championship, he was surrounded by the sound of the piano, accompanied by wine, and experienced a short baptism of heart in three days.

That woman, he never looked at the front, only one, the back, a wisp of piano sound, it was enough, if it weren't for Mo Lihai to settle down and enter the Hong prison, Wang Lin would have been sitting like this, continuing the dagger of the heart, he didn't know how long he would sit, perhaps, until the strings broke, until the sound of the piano was no more...

Retracting his mind from the sound of the piano, Wang Lin stood up, glanced at the painting that was fading away, turned around, and left!

The moment he turned around, the woman on the painting boat turned her head and looked at the river in the distance, there was always darkness in front of her, but this time, the figure of the man leaving appeared in front of her eyes again.

"Mingxuan, what are you looking at?" a flat voice came from the woman's side.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly!

The woman turned her head and slowly lowered her head, and the jade hand floating on the strings trembled slightly. This voice, for her, represents the heavens, an irresistible fate.

"Your piano sound is too sad, the guest asks you to change it!" The voice was flat, revealing a meaning that could not be refused.

The woman sank, with her trembling jade hands, plucked the strings, the sound of the piano changed, as if in the spring of March, a cheerful piano sound, popping out from the strings, slowly floating on the painting boat "small river".

"Very good, I'll just play it like this in the future. "The sound just now, once again came the cheerful sound of the piano and dispersed, although this sound of the piano has joy, but if you listen carefully, where is happiness in it, it is clearly a silent cry..."

This cry contains sorrow and hurt, if it is described in four words, it can only be ""

It floated, painting bursts of laughter in the boat, slowly reflecting it, but the sound of the piano never blended with it.

Behind the strong smile, there is a strong bitter taste, along the sound of the piano, it is hidden very deeply, and Ming Turtle knows that no one can understand the sadness in this piano sound.

The sound of the piano, along with the painting boat, gradually drifted into the distance, leaving only the ripples raised by the painting boat on the surface of the river, slowly pushing towards the river on both sides