Isn't love that no one blessed already destined to be a tragedy?

When Xia Wanchun was eight years old, he wrote the famous sentence "When people don't complain about displacement, where can they avoid Qin?", he said unintentionally for a while, but unfortunately he said it.

Liujia Village, a paradise, has gone through a thousand years of history from Shangtang to Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty, and completely disappeared from ideals and reality on this day.

The history of Xanadu has since changed, or to be exact, completely erased.

The longing for the paradise of literati and writers in the past has become a fantasy in the real sense of ideals.

Liujia Village was devastated on this day, and all 174 villagers in the village were killed.

The faces of the past life appear in front of me, but now they have become memories.

"Wind and Dust Qin Saint" Liu Xing's heart was also completely dead on this day, and even life was worse than death, and endless nightmares and guilt were tormenting him all the time.

Liu Xing is to blame for the disaster in Liujia Village, and he can't help himself, and he can never forgive himself. All of this was caused by the mistakes he made at the beginning, why did he have so many innocent villagers to bear such a fatal punishment in his place?

Liu Xing felt that his love with Wanqiu was a undeserved affair, and if there was a choice in the next life, he would never make the same mistake again, and would never elope with her.

Blessings and misfortunes, blessings and misfortunes, he didn't understand this truth until today, but unfortunately it was too late.

The selfishness of one's own desires and the mistakes of one's own selfishness have led to the bloody disaster of hundreds of people, how can he be embarrassed?

Why did Wanqiu ask for mercy? Why did Ma Shiying have a soft heart? Why did he want to keep people under the knife? He Liu Xing would rather die than steal his life, but he survived.

The pain of opening his eyes and not wanting to live, and the nightmare of closing his eyes followed, and what happened in Liujia Village that day made him immortal and immortal.

There was no warning on that day, and no one had a premonition that Liujia Village was about to suffer an unprecedented catastrophe.

Liu Xing and Ma Wanqiu are recognized as a talented couple in Liujia Village.

Zhang Jiaying came to learn poetry and poetry from Ma Wanqiu again. She is eight years old, walking with a ponytail and swaying from side to side, with two watery eyes hidden under her eyelashes, revealing the brilliance of innocence and intelligence. Ma Wanqiu randomly selected and studied 600 poems, and the little girl could recite them without thinking. The little guy's mouth is very sweet, and people call her beautiful sister one after another, coaxing Ma Wanqiu to smile. Who doesn't like to listen to compliments, let alone from the mouth of such a cute and innocent little girl.

Then Xu Tiechen came to learn martial arts from Liu Xing, and he originally asked to come earlier than Zhang Jiaying, but the little guy was lazy and late. Liu Xing angrily punished him for standing on one foot for half an hour. Liu Xing saw that the little guy was actually out of anger for a long time, but he was just pretending to be serious. The little guy was born with a tiger head, a square head with short hair, bright and round eyes, flashing a clever and mischievous light, and two shallow dimples will appear when he laughs, and two white tiger teeth are inadvertently exposed, and his spirit is full of energy. may have eyes, Liu Xingda likes this little guy in his heart. Xu Tiechen is very martial arts practitioner Huigen will have a strong comprehension as soon as he teaches it, and sometimes he can evolve one move into two or three subtle moves, which makes Liu Xing also amazed. The little guy does have the talent to practice martial arts, otherwise it would be a waste of talent.

When it was almost noon, Zhang Jiaying's mother sent dried bamboo shoots and picked up the children from school to go home. Xu Tiechen's father hunted a hare today and sincerely invited Liu Xing to his house to drink a few glasses. Liu Xing excused himself but consulted Wanqiu with his eyes, he had been lonely for a long time, but he was actually very willing in his heart, and after acquiescence, he followed the boat.

Liu Xing didn't dare to drink happily, for fear that his wife would count him down, and when he went home, he was only three or four minutes drunk, and the amount of alcohol was moderate.

He rode the wine and stroked a few piano songs with emotion and gentleness. Ma Wanqiu listened intently, and at the same time wrote down on the paper what she thought was debatable about the music. She waited until the end of the piano song to discuss it quietly with Liu Xing.

The piano is harmonious, the heart is in touch, the case is eyebrows, what more can the husband ask for?

If you don't want to get it, you don't want to get it, and it's best if you can't get it, and human nature is extremely contradictory.

In the evening, the sky was divided into gradually thick dark clouds, and it became obscure, and it seemed that there was an inevitable heavy rain, and the weather gradually blew Xiao Xiao cold wind, and the fallen leaves spun into the air and fluttered with the wind, and Xiuzhu shivered like a thin and weak woman who could not resist the cold.

Liu Xing originally thought that such an ordinary day still passed as usual.

The storm that had been brewing for a long time finally began to run wild in the first half of the night. The earth-shattering thunder rumbled in the low sky, and the blue lightning suddenly pierced the dark night sky, as if the endless screen projected a cold sword or a frantic writhing python, and the scene was twisted and deformed in the shining electric light, which looked extremely strange.

Such an unusual night is so frightening.

Liu Xing and his wife didn't want to sleep before they snuggled up to each other and sat together silently, Ma Wanqiu glanced out of the house cautiously and timidly from the corner of her eye.

The lightning flashed at the soles of their feet like a trick for a moment, Ma Wanqiu quickly closed her eyes in fright, and pulled Liu Xing's clothes harder, and there was a trace of silent and frightened trembling in her weak body.

Liu Xing silently prayed that the shocking stormy night would end as soon as possible.

However, an even more violent and shocking storm is about to follow unexpectedly, completely changing the fate of Liu Xing and his wife.

Countless well-trained killers Huo Ran emerged in Liujia Village, as if many mysterious and terrifying ghosts had come out of the bottom of hell, cold and solemn.

The outfit and expression of each killer are almost uniform, as if they were imitated by a killer.

He was dressed in a black robe, holding a long knife with cold light and coldness, wearing a green bamboo hat with hollow and murderous eyes hidden under the bamboo hat, and an expressionless face that was cold and stiff. They are murderous instruments without their own soul and life, cold and ruthless.

Among them, 23 killers suddenly stood dumbfounded outside the protective bamboo forest in Liujia Village, as if they were demented and terrifying zombies, the dead silence of the tomb in the air was suffocating and terrifying, the sound of the heavy rain hitting the bamboo hat was particularly clear at night, and the sudden blue light of lightning reflected the miserable white face of Zhang Muran, which looked hideous and terrifying.

The rain was still clattering.

The rain gradually flooded the ankles, and the killers remained as untouched as stone carvings, letting the rain drench their clothes.

They are waiting to the letter, waiting for important people to come and give them instructions.

Another killer who infiltrated Liujia Village from Taohuaxi had already begun to kill inhumane at this time.

Unsuspecting, 174 innocent villagers were all killed in 20 minutes.

The innocent girl Zhang Jiaying's left hand was cut off, and she stared at a pair of innocent and frightened eyes forever.

Zhang Jiaying's mother was sewing and mending clothes under the oil lamp, and was killed with a knife before she could even scream. The head of the injured hands and feet was three meters away from the body, and the blood on the neck of the body was like a bright red paint that had been knocked over.

Xu Tiechen's father was stabbed blind, his right eye was covered with blood, and his heart was stabbed and blood stained his chest.

For the villagers of Liujia Village, this catastrophe is indeed a disaster from the sky, their temperament is simple, isolated from the world, there is no dispute, I am afraid that even death can not figure out the cause of the unjustified disaster.

Inside and outside the house, mutilated and miserable corpses lay on the ground.

The rain has been falling without stopping, and the blood on the ground washed by the rain gradually collected and flowed into the water of the Peach Blossom Creek, and the stream at the place was dyed with blood and became a large area of red, which was particularly vivid.

Warm and romantic is of course unforgettable beauty, sadness and regret are unforgettable poignant, and the rest of my life recalls the deepest memories of people and things that are often sad.

The 23 killers who stood silently in Peach Blossom Lake finally waited for their leader, this man was burly, wearing a bamboo hat, a slightly bloated square face flashed in the shining electric light, dead fish eyes that were more white than black, and the most meaningful thing was that the fat and thick lips and beard, from the middle of the mouth to the corner of the mouth like a crescent moon like a sickle, the lips moved when the beard was like a boat in the rough waves but not subverted.

It turned out to be Ma Shiying! He led Jinyiwei to Liujia Village, a paradise, to personally wash away the shame and shame of the past three years.

What kind of vision, I don't want to marry a generation of heroes Dorgon, and my daughter Ma Wanqiu eloped with Liu Xing, the "Wind and Dust Piano Saint", which is really unfortunate for the family.

Those colleagues who are separated from each other often make fun of this matter, intentionally or unintentionally, making him embarrassed.

In the past three years, he has sent dozens of groups of brocade guards to investigate his daughter's whereabouts at all times, but there are no clues, it turns out that this pair of men and women are hiding in such a desperate situation.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and Ma Shiying still found out where these two people could settle down, and finally let out the resentment that had been accumulated for three years. Kill, kill! Only a murderous and bloody killing can remove the depression that has been suppressed in the chest for a long time.

That pianist dared to kidnap Ma Wanqiu, and the villagers of Liujia Village also dared to harbor these two people.

Like a voice from the grave, Ma Shiying said coldly and in a low voice: "Leave women to kill men." He waved a categorical gesture to the bamboo forest, signaling that the killer could act.

Before the words could be heard, the agile killers were already shooting into the bamboo forest like sharp arrows off the string, and their hearts were filled with the impulse and excitement of impatiently facing off against the master.

The name of "Wind and Dust Piano Saint" Liu Xing has long been like thunder, and it is difficult to see the true face, and he is definitely a once-in-a-century master, and "Wind and Dust Qin" ranks eighth in the "Famous Martial Arts Weapon".

The killers almost unanimously stood in a ring at a distance of eight meters from the bamboo building, silent, they already felt a strong and cold murderous aura from the house, and no one was willing to rashly endanger themselves in the absence of an unknown enemy.

A real master is good at judging the time and seizing the situation, protecting himself with one move to win. The 23 killers are definitely one in a thousand masters.

"Wind and Dust Qin Saint" had already felt a gradually thick murderous aura from the moment the killer entered the bamboo forest, his expression became solemn and severe, and his pupils revealed infinite helplessness and sadness;

Ma Wanqiu didn't know what was going on, and looked at Liu Xing's abnormal demeanor in great surprise.

Liu Xing comforted her in a calm and gentle tone as much as possible: "There are more than twenty uninvited guests who have come to see us, let me go and meet them, and it will be fine soon." According to the opponent's footsteps, movement and concentration, Liu Xing was convinced that his martial arts attainments were higher than those of the other party.

Ma Wanqiu nervously and frightenedly turned her head to look at the empty outside, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in the false alarm.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight meters outside the house, many silent black shadows appeared, like mysterious and strange ghosts in the bright or dark night.

Liu Xing solemnly told his wife Jinghou Jiayin not to go out, but calmly moved to the courtyard with the piano.

He was silent for a moment with his hands gently plucking the strings, and as soon as his right index finger picked up the strings, his ten fingers fluttered in a staggered manner, and in such a harsh environment, he had Yaxing Fuqin next to him, and he seemed to have no regard for these killers at all.

There seems to be a silent tacit understanding between the opposing sides, silently ready to strike the fatal blow.

The contest between the masters is always direct and sharp, and there is no need for a battle of words and tongues, they can judge whether the other party is friend or foe as soon as they meet according to their induction and aura.

Everyone is waiting for the best time and best move for their own shot, their own quality determines success or failure, and kung fu duel focuses on concentration, cultivation and wisdom.

The "Wind and Dust Qin Saint" Gu Fang was focused and obsessively stroking the 'Wind and Dust Qin' like self-appreciation, and the killers stood in the lightning and thunder in the thunder and rain like wooden chickens.

At this time, the bamboo forest was so silent and so noisy, the air was frozen in the murderous aura of suffocation and death, and the sound of the piano, thunder, and rain hitting the bamboo hat was mixed and clear.

One of Huo Ran's killers used the move to "ride the wind and waves" like a sharp arrow from the string and quickly stabbed Liu Xing's face, and almost in two seconds, the rest of the killers also launched an attack with their own special moves.

Liu Xing was not afraid of danger, his slightly closed eyes opened and radiated a cold and cold light, his ten fingers suddenly moved on the strings like a deer jumping, the rhythm of the piano music was sudden and sonorous, like a stormy wave, hitting the shore like a cliff, majestic and spectacular.

The air currents in an area of about five meters around the center of the 'Wind Dust Organ' suddenly spun rapidly with the wet leaves, and the bamboo leaves of the surrounding forest were unharmed.

Some people think that the highest state of martial arts is the highest state of yin and yang, but who knows that the ability to use it freely is the highest state that is commendable?

The killers in the sky suddenly fell to the ground like bats with broken wings, too late or their limbs suddenly twitched and then calmed, the white frozen pupils were written with infinite pain, and a vein of bright red blood gushed out from the corners of their mouths.

The 23 killers were by no means evil, but were shocked by the sound of the piano with deep internal strength, and their hearts were broken, and they died.

What Liu Xing said is true, the piano (love) can nourish the heart and kill people.

Another Jinyi Wei killer who infiltrated Liujia Village from Peach Blossom Creek continued to appear in the protective bamboo forest, and continued to attack violently.

Nearly 40 killers fell to their deaths like black butterflies in the tragic sound of the piano.

Liu Xing had consumed about twenty percent of his internal strength at this time, and gradually felt powerless, because he was preoccupied with dealing with the vicious battle, he didn't know when his hair would be scattered, and a few long bangs hung sparsely in front of him, looking a little down.

If the Jinyi Guard continued to carry out such a ferocious and fierce attack, Liu Xing felt that he was in danger and would no longer have absolute confidence to defeat the enemy's next round of attacks.

Somehow, the killers suddenly stopped the attack by chance, and out of the crowd came out of a female killer with a graceful posture, wearing a violet blue shirt, the faint fragrance of plum blossoms in her body, wearing a blue linoleum cloak, eyebrows like willow leaves, and charming and intelligent Danfeng eyes exuding a cold and scorching light.

"What a dusty piano from the past and present, it is really worth this life to be able to meet by fate. The female killer's voice was as clear as a yellow warbler.

Just by a pair of beautiful and sparkling eyes, you can know that this is a peerless beauty, but it is a pity that it is an indifferent and ruthless killer who is prohibitive, otherwise I don't know how many worldly men will be fascinated.

A piece of cold and bone-chilling cold swept through the whole body like a tide, and the heart suddenly contracted inexplicably, and there was no time to give birth to a heart of pity and cherishing jade, and Liu Xing had a trace of nervousness and fear that he had never felt before since his debut.

Although he had never fought against, Liu Xing had already felt the murderous aura from this woman, which was terrifying and terrifying.

The female killer sneered softly, "You have already lost, although it is inevitable to fight." She saw an imperceptible look of fear in the other man's eyes.

Terrible opponents, terrible opponents that have never been met!

The female killer has seen through the opponent's heart, and Liu Xing completely admits in his heart that he has lost in terms of concentration and momentum, even if he has never had a real battle.

There is a real and strong intuition in the heart of the "Wind and Dust Qin Saint": the female killer may be the end of her own life.

There is no choice and no way out, for the sake of dignity and honor, I can only give it a go.

The female killer can be regarded as a humble gentleman who is above board, she did not take advantage of the danger to launch an attack immediately, gave half an hour of respite, and let Liu Xing adjust her breath and arrange her hair bun.

She likes to play really fair matchups, and tries to create relatively fair opportunities for her opponent even if the law is not forgiving.

It is worthy of being a strange, admirable, and amazing master!

To be able to have such a rare opponent in his life to have such a hearty battle, what is the fear of death and what regret is life.

The female killer's pupils are like beautiful and cold stars, shining brightly.

Liu Xing held his breath and calmly responded to the battle, stroking the silk strings of the "Wind and Dust Piano" attentively and rigorously.

The sound of the piano is like a clear and cold spring water, which flows gently from between the beating strings.

The rare calm and harmony heralded an unprecedented war.

The sound of the piano snowballed into an increasingly powerful cyclone, and the killers were forced to retreat from the shock of the sound waves.

In the face of a once-in-a-century opponent, the "Wind and Dust Piano Saint" can only go all out and dare not take it lightly.

For masters, the best time to make a move is to go with the flow and never be pretentious.

The female killer has already made a move, and her moves seem so casual and chic, but so exquisite.

Everyone present was amazed by the fact that this scene was so shocking and so ancient.

The female killer in the middle of the cyclone is like a beautiful butterfly, and she can float in the air and move slowly.

The speed of the cyclone seemed to become slow, and the duel between the internal forces of the two peerless masters was facing each other in a stalemate, and the movements of the two seemed so sluggish and sluggish.

The general master always thinks that the fast is the eternal way to win, and the general duel may be won by luck, but often ignores the principle of "fast is rigid and slow is soft" to overcome rigidity with softness.

If you use this method to face the peerless master, you will undoubtedly dig your own grave, so the nearly 100 Jinyi guards who died are completely to blame.

Slow against slow, soft against soft, victory or defeat depends on the level of internal strength and wisdom.

Victory or defeat only occurred in the moment of lightning, and everyone only caught a glimpse of the beautiful and agile arc of the sword, and the sound of the far-reaching ancient piano came to an abrupt halt.

The "Wind and Dust Qin Saint" was defeated, his face was written with infinite pain and infinite loneliness, the ring finger of his right hand was broken and fell on the piano platform, and the red blood was sprinkled on the piano platform drop by drop like a blooming red plum.

I was already discouraged in my heart, but I was convinced that I had met such a once-in-a-century opponent, which was really the greatest luck and the greatest misfortune in my life in this life.

He didn't see clearly at all, he didn't understand how the opponent drew the sword, the sword arc obviously attacked the face door, but he skillfully turned his right hand, and it seemed that it only stopped for a thousandth of a second between the turns, which was almost negligible, and the sword momentum seemed to be perfect and subtle in one go.

Liu Xing didn't have time to change his mind at all, but the other party's sword arrived first.

He lost, lost completely, lost all his faith and glory.

The duel of peerless masters turned out to be such a bland and unexpected ending, not as thrilling as imagined, but it was enough to make people unforgettable.

The female killer did not continue to take Liu Xing's life, stood silent for a moment, and unexpectedly turned around and floated away like a breeze.

The female killer is like a beautiful and dreamy elf who comes and goes like the wind.

The remaining Jinyi Guard killers gathered around silently like a swarm of wounded prey, their pupils radiating a ferocious and vicious light.

His life can only wait for others to dispose of it at will, and Liu Xing is exhausted and unable to fight.

In the middle of the way of the killers, a burly figure came out, wearing a bamboo hat, a slightly bloated square face, dead fish eyes that were more white than black, and the beard was cocked from the middle of the kernel to the corner of the mouth like a crescent moon like a sickle, and the beard was like a crescent moon when the lips moved.