At this moment, the Wangjiang Platform is also flying with the sound of leaf whistles. "Mo Yang!" Li Luo shouted angrily at the crowd. As the crowd was terrified, a face in a bronze mask froze slightly. At the same time, the cold sword in Li Luo's hand shook awe-inspiringly, and several sword flowers went straight to Mo Yang's various vital points.

But in an instant, Mo Yang broke free from the panic and took precautions. No one could see what was behind this invincible bronze mask.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were full of mean murderous aura: "How about this familiar tune? I can't imagine that you are so nostalgic!"

Mo Yang didn't say anything, only smiled sadly.

How can you not laugh miserably? This song is the code for the assembly of blood ghosts back then. At that time, Xie Junhe was still one of the most powerful swordsmen under Qin Xiao's command. At that time, everyone was still saying: Mo Yang is young and promising, and he is deeply appreciated by Qin Ye.

In the legendary era, the brave warrior who died shed his blood to save his employer, but was forgotten without receiving a reward. The family members who stayed behind relied on the help of friends to barely survive. A few years later, his friend left a letter of advice on his deathbed, asking his employer to remember his old kindness and take proper care of the knight's family. When the employer went to his home, he saw only a rusty sword on all sides. He repented, reburied the knights, and arranged the lives of his family. However, the sorrow in my heart did not fade away because of this, but because of remorse, I thought wildly. Finally, this lament was composed.

The heroes of the world wept when they heard the song, and they were saddened. The title of the song is an ominous word: "Death". When this song reached the hands of the blood ghosts, it became a symbol of loyalty.

Blood ghosts are a group of people who have existed but have no name, and who are alive but alive. The blood has long been drained in the killing, but the heart has never died, saying that it has never died, but it does not know when the corpse will be exposed to the streets. This group of bloodless and ruthless people made a promise at some point: Whoever hears this song, no matter where they are, must also be former brothers. Whether you know each other or not, save each other desperately and go all out.

Ye Whistle's Voice, it was Mo Yang who personally taught Xie Junhe, before he was expelled by Qin Xiao. At that time, he knew deeply that Xie Junhe would one day be a figure who would make the whole rivers and lakes fearful. But they never thought that fate would push them to the opposite poles and let them meet again.

Most of the blood ghosts of the past are now deceased. Xie Junhe has not played this song for ten years, but he has not forgotten it for a moment. He originally thought that after Su Su left, this song was already a perfect tune, and when he blew this song for the last time by the long river with tears in his eyes, he sank the leaves in his hand into the long river with his heart, and let the rolling river bury it. Then a flat boat, wandering into the wreckage, vowed never to return. But today he finally sounded the sound of desolation.

Mo Yang raised his sword to Li Luo and said firmly: "Be happy, how about it?"

Li Luo smiled miserably, and the cold light in his hand was almost frosty: "If it weren't for this song, I wouldn't have recognized you at all." He is proud of you with this song, and today, you should make your funeral song with this song!" The blood ghosts who have not yet lost their fighting power rushed up, and they will never spare this traitor, the leader of this white-clothed holy envoy.

When Wangjiangtai was in a scuffle, there were horses galloping on the street. The mighty team is Qin Xiao's men and horses. Before Zhang Xun went out of the city to report the news, they had already assembled as fast as they could and went straight to Aotian Pavilion.