Eternal Gate

Zheng...!

The sound of the piano under the moon is sad and sad.

Zhao Yun, who plays the piano, is in a state of selflessness.

I'm afraid that he doesn't even know him, but the chaotic sound of the piano has become a beautiful piece of music.

I don't know how many people heard the silence.

I don't know how many people wet the corners of their eyes when they are in a trance.

"Self taught?"

The black and white old men outside the forest murmured to themselves.

This kind of whispering is also found in the periphery of Zizhu Forest.

Seriously, that Ji Hen's talent is too scary.

Practicing the piano, in a sense, is more difficult than practicing martial arts, so someone has to teach it.

That's a good friend, but there is no teacher to learn it.

Listen carefully, and you'll find more to the song.

Song Yi is too sad.

From noise to music, this long process is full of sadness.

The tone of the piano is changing, and the mood is changing.

The world is also changing.

Previously, there were quite a few people who wanted to scold their mothers.

Nowadays, inside and outside Linglong Mansion, there are mostly quiet listeners.

Even the assassins hiding outside of the palace are confused and indulged. If the upper hand knows, they will probably have a curse. They are for you to kill, not to listen to the song.

"But for her?"

Linglong had already returned, listening silently.

She underestimated Ji Hen and thought she was making trouble.

It turned out that he was Wu Qin.

The sorrowful Qin meaning went straight into the soul, and she burst into tears when she heard it. There were few people in her memory who could play the Qin to this level. The younger generation shocked her again.

"No frost song, but I still like it."

After a month, Zhao Yun finally woke up, and he could only hear a murmur.

Wushuang Song is the name he gave to this song.

Xu Ye was so grateful that it started to rain.

By the way, there was such a touch of star shining on him, like a coat, covering him from the rain in the sky.

"interesting."

The Moon God murmured and looked up at the sky.

Zheng...!

The sound of the piano did not stop, accompanied by pattering rain, resounding in the hazy night.

Shiqin is extraordinary.

Shi Qin's spirit is even more extraordinary, a bit awakened from his deep sleep.

More than that, it gave Zhao Yun a privilege not to be backlashed.

Zhao Yun and Qin seem to be connected.

As long as he is willing, this sad piano music can be used to kill in an instant.

Give him some more time, he can use the piano sound to chaos the formation, use the piano intent to break the water curtain.

"Blessed because of sorrow."

Moon God smiled and continued to fight the curse.

I don't know when the piano sound stopped.

The people outside the bamboo forest pricked their ears.

I haven't heard enough, and I want to listen to another song.

However, it has been a long time since there was no movement in the bamboo forest.

Zhao Yun is studying enlightenment. It is Wuqin and the formation.

He needs to find a breakthrough point and break the water curtain with one blow.

Moreover, you have to choose a suitable time, preferably when Linglong is out.

peaceful.

After a month, both Linglong Mansion and the Imperial Capital were quiet.

To be honest, too many people are not used to it.

I wanted to sleep before, but now I can’t sleep anymore. The ghost knows what the magic of Ji Hen’s piano sound is, why listen to it... Can’t stop it?

There is silence here, but the situation at the border is tense.

The Eight-Power Allied Forces have been fighting for a full month since the Eight-Power Hunting Order began.

The Great Xia Long Dynasty is located in the center, and the Eight Dynasties are on the periphery.

From the map, Daxia is encircled.

In this war, the eight countries jointly besieged Daxia from eight directions.

There are wars at all major borders, and the wars are urgent.

The southeast border is full of flames.

Ascending high and looking into the distance, I saw that the war was fierce, and the army of the Dayuan Dynasty was on the offensive.

The battle flag of the Red Flame Army can be seen, and the wind is fierce.

The combat effectiveness of the Great Xia Red Flame Army is really not overshadowed.

One hundred thousand Red Flame Army stood at the border, and blocked the five hundred thousand Yuan army.

This battle lasted all day and night.

When the Red Flame female commander retired, she was exhausted, and even the flying cloak was stained with blood, both hers and the enemy, until she entered the Chinese army's big tent, she staggered and coughed up blood.

It was tragic, the battle was too tragic.

Even as the commander-in-chief, she was seriously injured.

"Master, Shuang'er."

"May you have spirits in the sky."

She took two jade pendants, one purple and one green.

One of them was given by Master, the former Chi Yan Commander, who died on the battlefield half a month ago; one was given by his niece, Chu Wushuang, who was established earlier than Master.

In just one month, she lost two relatives.

I only dared to shed sad tears when I was alone.

May they bless Daxia and tide over this difficulty.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of war drums again.

The enemy army of Da Yuan, who had just retired, attacked again.

The female coach took the jade pendant, burned the tears in her eyes, and put on her battle clothes again.

Alone in the big tent, she is the teacher's disciple and the niece's aunt, she can cry as much as she can.

But put on the battle clothes, she can't have tears.

When she left the big account, she also had only one identity: the commander of the Scarlet Flame Army.

This is war, so cruel that there is no time for sadness.

She is the commander-in-chief, representing the Scarlet Flame Army, and representing the Great Xia Long Dynasty. She must not show the slightest weakness in front of the Great Xia generals. There are pains to endure, and some injuries are overwhelming. Any of her unbearable actions will affect the big Xia's morale.

"Hand over Ji Hen."

The angry shout outside the city shakes the sky and the earth.

"Hand over Ji Hen."

Such violent shouts are also present in Daxia's other borders.

But there are some things that deceive the world, but they can't deceive the marshals who have been on the battlefield.

Just for a Ji Hen, the eight dynasties will wage war?

After all, it was Ji Hen who gave them a good reason to send troops. Revenge is false, and the joint annexation of Da Xia is true. Even if Da Xia surrenders Ji Hen, the eight dynasties will not withdraw their troops.

See what it is.

The borders of Daxia are frequently in urgency.

Even the invincible Red Flame Army and Royal Dragon Army were somewhat unable to withstand them.

Except for these two armies, the others were defeated all the way.

The Huwei Army is the most tragic, and has been defeated twenty times in a row.

"Ceded land indemnity."

"Bow your head and become a minister."

"Pay tribute every year."

"Otherwise, fight all the way to the Great Xia Imperial Capital."

This is the word from the Eight Dynasties.

Someone may ask, are they not afraid of Daxia Hongyuan?

Not afraid.

This will be the answer.

Tianwu has an exclusive battlefield for Tianwu and will never participate in wars between armies.

This is the agreement of the various dynasties since ancient times, and it is also the bottom line.

If it weren't for Tianwu to participate in the war, what would it be?

The answer is also yes: someone must take sanctions.

As for who it is, the world does not know it.

I am afraid that only when you reach the Heavenly Martial Realm, you are qualified to know.

No matter how you say it, the Eight Dynasties are letting go.

Either cede land and pay compensation.

Either bow your head and claim your court.

Or pay tribute every year.

The major borders are in a hurry.

The same predicament also exists in the court.

At this night, the Jinluan Temple had been arguing for a day.

There is the main battle, and the main peace.

Some advocate the surrender of Ji Hen, as well as those who advocate the cession of land and compensation.

There are also those who are not too serious, but want to find a few girls and send them to the eight dynasties for peace.

As soon as this remark came out, Emperor Da Xia became angry on the spot.

This is a man, quite a bit fierce, and does not pay tribute to his relatives, and does not pay compensation.

Just one word: hit.

With this word, Princess Yu Ling rarely smiled at him.

On weekdays, they squinted at him.

Back then, I didn't know which of the tendons didn't make it right, so I became the Queen of Daxia in a daze.

Moreover, this guy is a generation lower than her.