......

Xin Shi Changming Ao Yan looked at each other.

"My lord, those three are masters, and with Agui's strength, it is estimated that they can deal with one of them. Ye Ling said.

"What?" Ao Yan raised his eyebrows, Ah Gui could only deal with one of them, how high is the strength of these three people?!

But the next words of Agui made Ao Yan even more shocked: "One can't beat one." ”

It seems that the strength of these people is all four points in the Divine Power Realm, and the three Divine Power Realms are four points, how can it ...... How strong?!

What Ao Yan is worried about now is not the strength of these three people, but the camp of these three people.

The White Lotus Sect, the Imperial Court, and the Fourth Force?

Frowning for a while, Ao Yan instructed the rest: "When you go out, this is not your own territory, don't provoke, don't forget our purpose." ”

After that, Ao Yan glanced again, and saw that after the three of them walked to a place on the second floor opposite and sat down, he turned his head and stopped looking.

Because at this time, the performance had already begun, and suddenly there was a sonorous sound of plucking the strings, as if thunder exploded all around, and the whole building fell silent in an instant.

However, the wooden stage of the middle performance is still empty.

The sound of the piano came from nowhere, and it was extremely mysterious, as if it was far and near, flickering left and right, and it made people feel unreal.

It's just that Ao Yan can hear that the sound of playing the guqin is not played with fingernails, but directly with his fingers, and the player, for the control of the strings Zhang Chi, the timbre has been mastered, and the most praiseworthy thing is that this song feels refreshing to Ao Yan.

As we all know, the guqin, the voice of a gentleman.

Famous songs such as the eighteen beats of Hu Eggplant, the high mountains and flowing water, the spring river flower and moon night, etc., are all that kind of gentleman-like temperament, elegant, high or gentle, and there is always a feeling of following the rules, even if it is good. It doesn't feel very good either.

And the song played at this time, from the first sound, makes people feel like Jin Ge Iron Horse, sonorous into the heart.

"What kind of song is this? Ambush on all sides?"

Ao Yan asked. Although the ambush on all sides also has that smell, it is obviously much weaker than this.

turned his head and looked around, and found that everyone was caught in a sonorous sound of Shicai, as if they were all brought into some kind of artistic conception, and they all looked sluggish. But the eyes flickered.

Only Changming, pinching his chin and frowning, thinking about something.

Pulling Changming, Ao Yan expressed his doubts with his eyes.

Changming wrote a few words in Ao Yan's palm: Kill the sky.

Kill the sky, it turns out that the name of this song is to kill the sky, a powerful and domineering name, it really feels extraordinary, compared to it, the rest of the music is the sound of the glamour.

At this time, the soft voice sounded again.

The second and third tones of the plucking, the front and back interruptions are very small, and the speed of the connection is very fast. However, it gives people a clear and clear feeling, as if under a military order, the battlefield is full of smoke.

Then, there was a soft sonorous sound, like mercury pouring down.

The strength and intensity of the sound of the piano are like a powerful and powerful general, no, more appropriately, like a master of the battlefield, pulling everyone into it at once.

And then what you see in front of you. What I hear in my ears is no longer the sound of people and harps, but-

Battlefield!

Fighting on the battlefield, the collision of real knives and guns. The swords turned red after the sparks were like fireworks, curled up before thirsty for blood, broken when they were full, and then these swords, spears, halberds, and the neighing of war horses finally turned into blood. It was dyed bright red. With this kind of fighting, there seemed to be fewer and fewer people on the battlefield, and at this time, the soft voice gradually became clear from a chaotic sonorous, sometimes sharp, sometimes harsh, sometimes muffled and solemnly mixed together.

Again, one tone, one tone, one picture.

It seems that they fought to the end, and the two generals finally played with each other in the sea of corpses and blood.

Boom!

The sound of the piano seemed to explode, the sound buzzed in everyone's ears, little by little, little by little, the picture became distant and blurry, and finally all the scenery in front of them was restored.

At this moment, the surroundings became dead silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing, which sounded one after another.

I don't know who applauded first, in the entire Chongyuan Pavilion, the applause was like thunder, dense like rain.

"This woman is really not an ordinary person, the sound of the piano implies the art of illusion and confusion, and you are all on the way. Ao Yan looked at Xin Shi, Ah Gui and the others who were gradually waking up, and muttered.

He has Fu Zhao, although he can understand the tragic artistic conception expressed in the piano music, but he is not trapped at all.

"Adults have taught you a lesson. Xin Shi said, wiping his cold sweat, thinking that if someone wanted to be unfavorable to the adults just now, wouldn't it be easy?

Changming pulled Ao Yan's sleeve and communicated with Ao Yan with his hand.

This killing dome is a song composed by Emperor Daqian in the past to commemorate the battle called the Snow Mangyuan 70 years ago.

Legend has it that the war with the barbarians of the grassland in the north made a total of 500,000 men and horses of the two countries, as well as the people, all die on the Xue Mang Plain, and it was really the last fight until only two leaders and generals remained, until the two generals killed each other, there was no one alive on the battlefield, and the Snow Mang Plain, which was covered with snow all year round, was also melted by blood. The snow melted into water by the blood and flowed downstream, coinciding with the high tide, and the entire Taolan River turned a raging bright red.

According to officials who went to Xuemangyuan, it was impossible to find a whole weapon, let alone a corpse inside.

Since then, the vitality of the two countries has been greatly damaged, and the Great Qianchao has relied on a large number of people, and the policies are in place, and they have recovered quickly, while the barbarians in the north have not recovered until now. Until now, those two deserted cities still stand on the edge of the snow plains, which are still said to be red, and by the Taolan River, you can often hear ghosts crying or wolf wailing.

Some storytellers say that the wolf was the corpse of a battlefield soldier.

Because I miss my hometown, I will stand on the top of the mountain every full moon, and report a loud and long wail, which is very poignant.

After listening to the song and the story, Ao Yan felt that he sighed in his heart, he could kill 500,000 people and horses at once, a total of at least a million souls, how many unjust souls must there be.

This is the second time Ao Yan has heard the name of Taolan River.

Ao Yan is sure that by the Taolan River, on the Xuemang Plain, it must be an extremely yin place.

In this world, the heavens are collapsing, there is no underworld, there is no reincarnation, unless there are some opportunities, otherwise this kind of war dead ghost who cannot be reincarnated can only dissipate the heaven and earth with time, and it can be regarded as liberation and rebirth.

Ao Yan made up his mind in his heart, if he had time, he would definitely go over there to have a look, there was merit in crossing the soul.

What's more, this Yin Soul has millions of dollars, which is a fortune that can make Ao Yan crave it to the extreme.

Just as he was thinking about it, Ao Yan suddenly noticed that it was raining flowers in front of him.

No, it's not in front of you, it's the peach blossom rain in the entire Chongyuan Pavilion.

It's almost winter, where are the peach blossoms?

A thought flashed through Ao Yan's mind, and looking at it, those mortals were not strange, but they were amazed one by one, saying something like being in the fairyland, immortal means, and heavenly maidens descending to earth.

A woman walked up to the wooden platform.

Ao Yan was surprised to find that there were four brackets of war drums on all sides of the wooden platform.

What's even more surprising is that the woman who walked on the stage didn't know when she appeared, and when she walked on the stage, Ao Yan felt that the person was there, as if everything was natural, and it was indescribably strange.

"Huh, sir, what do you think it is?"

Xin Shi's soft cry sounded in his ears, and Ao Yan hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that every step the woman took, a lotus flower was born under her feet.

This is by no means a box of incense powder in the heel that was printed on it when you walked over, but a real lotus flower.

Lotus flowers the size of copper coins grew out of the wood, grew bigger and bigger, and finally suddenly bloomed.

Behind the woman, there is a large lotus flower.

Goose yellow, pink, blue, purple, red, etc., it is really amazing and scary.

"Step by step, the lotus is ......" Ao Yan was dumbfounded, he didn't even have this means, he shouted in his heart, so Lao Tzu is a city god!

But at this moment, Ao Yan's mind suddenly trembled.

Ding~Ding~Ding~

After a pleasant sound, Ao Yan felt that there was a change in front of him, what was growing lotus step by step, what was raining in the sky, all of them were gone, and what appeared in front of him was just a woman in a goose-yellow long skirt palace dress, walking forward step by step, and walked to the center of the wooden platform.

Ao Yan felt strange why he suddenly disappeared.

In the eyes of Changming and the others, there was still such an obsessive color, and he suddenly understood.

It turns out that this is an illusion!

"This woman is really extraordinary, as the first beauty in the world, I think the beauty under this veil is secondary, the key is that the means are powerful, fortunately Hua Xuejian reminded her, otherwise it would be really good. ”

After his eyes returned to clarity, his vision seemed to be much cleaner.

At this time, Ao Yan could clearly see the appearance of the woman in the center of the wooden platform, although she wore a goose yellow veil, it was difficult to hide her pretty face.

The apricot eyes are large and watery, the cheeks are slightly red, beautiful like a sharp sword, and the heroic spirit is in the middle.

A little cinnabar Yin Hong under its pretty nose should be a cherry mouth, sipping slightly.

Melon seed face, black hair, muscles like rouge snow, hairpin shaking, like a clever smile, amber skirt wind.

Such a woman, only twenty-two years old, looks quite stunning, but she can be said to be the first in the world...... Ao Yan is also hehe, if Changming changes his daughter's clothes, not to mention ten times, at least three times better than her, Ye Lingruo dresses up a little, at least twice as much as her, as for Wenwen, although she is slightly better than her by three points in terms of appearance, but in terms of flattering temperament, this woman can't catch up even if she cultivates for a hundred years.

The best beauty in the world?

It seems that there is really something greasy in this.

Just as I was thinking, the dance had begun.

But I saw that the goose yellow palace beauty in the center of the stage rotated, like catkins in the wind, light and elegant, sudden, standing straight, shaking her sleeves, like a dragon out of a hole, hitting a pair of drums opposite the oblique angle.

Boom!

"Huh?!" Ao Yan was suddenly surprised.

...... (To be continued.) )