The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

So many people, if they stood still and hacked one by one, they would have to chop for a day and a night, but they were harvested like wheat in the blink of an eye.

There has never been such an intuitive feeling that human life is worthless.

It is said in the book that when the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting away.

There was not a drop of blood in front of his eyes, and there was no obvious anger on that man's handsome and noble face.How pleasant is this piano sound?

The water mist sound field is like flowers blooming on the sea, dreamlike and unreal, how beautiful is it?

Wherever he passed, there were many bones.

In the face of the invincible danger, even the survivors who were rewarded and let go by him couldn't help but feel the chills all over their bodies.

Everyone thought at the same time, what would happen if Gu Mowen didn't lose his soul and was taken away during the day?

The end of these people at this moment is their end!

Fortunately, it was too late to rise, and what came up was more powerless and involuntary fear.

It's terrible, it's really terrible, people can't arouse any fighting spirit to resist, and they can't even think of running away.

Instinct made them stand in a daze one by one, staring blankly.

Just like the fear written in the bones and blood when facing a powerful beast, it makes people's brains go blank, and the despair of limbs weakening inch by inch.

"Gu Mowen, you...why? You can save their lives." Mu Junhou's face was ugly, with anger on his brows.

Perhaps it was the day when they met, Gu Mowen absent-mindedly showed mercy when he was exchanging lessons with him, or maybe it was the first time he saw that demeanor that far surpassed that of an immortal.In Mu Junhou's mind, he always believed inexplicably that Gu Mowen was not a real villain.He is a gray color that is both good and evil, and he was accidentally pulled into the water by Lin Youhuang and stained black.

But now, the tragic and terrifying situation in front of him tells him that Gu Mowen is a more dangerous and crazy existence than Lin Youhuang.

Even today, Mu Junhou has never had a single life on his hands.How could he have thought that there were such people in the world who would slaughter everyone at random?

With the strength of Mu Junhou's martial arts, how easy is it to kill someone?It's just that there are things in the world that can be done, and things that can't be done.

Mu Junhou will always remember what He Jiuqing said when he taught him martial arts: "If you have power stronger than others, you can kill people at will, and there may only be one living person left in this world. If you kill people, people will kill you." If he can't kill you, he will definitely kill other weak people. One day you will find that those important people in your life are lying in the invisible shadow behind you, and all you can do is revenge to no avail .Not killing is more difficult than killing, and you need to have far stronger abilities and wisdom than your opponent to do it."

"Aren't you afraid?" Gu Mowen didn't look directly at him, but quietly looked at the frightened crowd in the atrium, and asked in a very soft voice.

The deadly strings have never been plucked, and the slender fingers stopped there, seemingly carelessly thinking, where should the next note fall?

Mu Junhou was not afraid, his eyes were extremely cold: "Why should I be afraid? Are you afraid that you will kill people without blinking an eye? The reason why a strong man is strong is not reflected in how many people he killed, let alone in the fact that killing them is obviously inferior to him. Come on. Even if I, Mu Tianshu, are not good at martial arts today and die here, it is nothing more than an extra blood debt in the hands of the executioner. But there is only death."

Gu Mowen seemed to have a smile on his face, and finally turned his head to look at him, his handsome chin lifted slightly.

His expression is obviously not intimidating, it can be called calm, but this simple movement has an indescribable faint contempt and arrogance.

"Mu Tianshu, since you're not afraid, come here."

Mu Junhou looked stern, and walked up to the altar without hesitation, and walked to Gu Mowen.

Behind him, there are his former friends and enemies he desperately blocked.Everyone remained silent, as if being nailed to the spot by the sound of killing the piano, piercing their souls.

"Junhou, don't do it!" The calmness on Lin Zhaoyue's face finally broke slightly, revealing a sharp forbearance.

The young master's sudden utterance made those unicorn sword guards turn livid and pale in shock.Fortunately, Gu Mowen didn't pay attention to it and took a look at Lin Zhaoyue.

Although Mu Junhou was in a heavy mood, he was very calm. He walked towards Gu Mowen, and his eyes naturally fell on Gu Xiangzhi, who was still performing sacrifices on the high pillars of the altar.

My heart suddenly relaxed slightly.He believes that evil does not prevail over good, and if things go bad to the bottom, there will always be disasters.

Mu Junhou stood beside Gu Mowen, and found that although Gu Mowen was playing the piano cross-legged, because of the support of his range, he seemed to be sitting in mid-air, slightly higher than him.

Gu Mowen didn't look at him, but tilted his head slightly, signaling him to lower his head and come over.

He said softly: "Tell me, are they obedient now?"

Mu Junhou: "..." I don't understand what he wants to say.

"You shouldn't have told me what you said just now. These people were the ones who intended to kill you before I came. I saved you." He said in a slightly cold voice, "Obviously, no matter your martial arts or your The way of the strong is of no use to these people."

Mu Junhou is not a simple-minded person who is easily impulsive. He also said lightly: "If you mean making the dead obedient, or relying on killing and atrocities to make people temporarily fearful, do you think I can't do it?"

"Who said they were dead?" Gu Mowen's voice became colder, and he still didn't look at him, and said softly, "You know that I am a alchemist, so many people died suddenly, and the matter of the city of death is in vain. Come busy, why should I cause so much trouble for myself?"

Mu Junhou was heartbroken, but seeing the stunned survivors and the motionless corpses in the courtyard, he really couldn't believe Gu Mowen's words.

"They obviously... No, I believe you, you don't need to lie to me." If it was a lie, it would be too easy to expose.

Mu Junhou's expression softened a lot immediately: "You didn't want to kill them, why did you say that? If this bad name is carried on your back, it can't be washed away easily. Instead of thanking you for your mercy, they will not thank you for your mercy, but call You have become the target of public criticism, public enemy of martial arts."

Gu Mo asked with lowered eyes, and said coldly: "So, are you persuading me to cut the grass and root it out? Then it will be as you wish."

The strings under his hands suddenly twisted, and the dead people within 24 feet all stood up in unison.

Before Mu Junhou could say anything, he saw those standing up looking around blankly, and suddenly shouted ecstatically: "It's okay, it's okay, come on, kill Gu Mowen!"

The people who were outside the 24-foot range heard it, and they didn't know whether they were ready to move because they saw that those people were still alive, or because they were frightened by Gu Mowen and couldn't help but follow the crowd, and they really rushed up.

However, Mu Junhou soon discovered that those who stood up and shouted not only did not step forward, but also retreated outside, seeming to block their retreat.

"This trick is called taking a picture with a glass of water. It's not difficult to manipulate hundreds of people for the first time."

When Qilin Daowei and Shu Jun saw those people making a comeback, the consciousness in their minds had not yet recovered, and their bodies had already begun to resist reflexively.

Gu Mowen's fingers landed on the strings again, and after a slight movement of the strings, there was another heavenly music, and another pile of fallen corpses.

There was another twist, and the fallen people stood up, and then the third and fourth waves rushed up...

Mu Junhou looked at the strange and terrifying scene in front of him with a blank face, not knowing what to say: "Are they really alive?"

Or, have they all become the living dead in the Valley of the Dead?

The most frightening thing was that he found that the death zone, which was originally only 24 feet away, became bigger and bigger until it completely occupied the entire atrium.

He only listened to the very soft ending voice, and said without any emotion: "Didn't you say that? Only dead people are obedient. Those who are so disobedient are of course living people."

Mu Junhou's heart seemed to be immersed in icy water: "Isn't that enough? You've already killed them one by one!"

Gu Jinxiao ignored him, and chatted secretly with the opera ginseng Beidou floating above his head: "Gu Mo asked how far away from the extreme demon?"

Shenlong was stunned, and after a long time he recovered: [Oh, from the Xingxie Zun to the Extinguishing Demon King, there are only two steps. 】

It thought for a while, and said with a smile: [Come on! 】

Gu Jinxiao shook his head: "There's no rush. It's such a good opportunity, let's use Gu Xiangzhi to brush the martial arts arrogance."

Sitting on the tall pillar, Gu Xiangzhi seemed to be concentrating on offering sacrifices to the weapons in the tripod with his eyes closed.In fact, the real sacrificial power does not do this.

While they were playing games with each other, Gu Jinxiao returned to the inner world. In the inner world, surrounded by the empty and treacherous altar, he reproduced the scene of the blood sacrifice with the weapons over and over again, and all of them summoned their souls to save themselves.

After finishing, he directly replaced Gu Mowen to kill.

Now, there is no sea of ​​blood in the atrium, but it has become a mountain of corpses.

There are very few people standing, and everyone's sanity is extremely fragile, and they are only a little bit close to collapse.

This was the scariest night they had ever encountered in their lives. If they were lucky enough to return alive, they would probably have at least a year of nightmares.

So many people, all of them died, they all stood up again, they could still talk and walk, but in the end they all suddenly disappeared.

Only where they had died before, the piles of corpses were already lying there.

They are all Jianghu people who are used to licking blood with knife edge. They have never seen such a cruel scene, and there is clearly no drop of blood in front of them, but they can't help but want to vomit.The cold sweat flowed profusely, and the hands and feet were cold.

She was even willing to be killed by the sound of the piano, and never have to be tortured like this again.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of swords and halberds snapping.

All the survivors followed the sound and found that the music of the sacrificial zither had stopped. In the cauldron of the altar, the weapons that were originally radiant and colorful were like rusty irons that had been placed for a long time, each of them was dark and mottled, and broke by itself.

What they cared about was not the blood sacrificial weapons, but the woman in white and green feathers on the tall pillar.

The sacrifice is over, Gu Xiangzhi woke up!They are saved, and the nightmare is finally coming to an end!

Gu Xiangzhi, whom they placed high hopes on, didn't open his eyes, they kept them closed, and just stood up.

Gu Mowen stopped playing the piano, there were more corpses than living people in the atrium, the wind whimpered, and the chill blew out any torches that might have been there.

Gu Xiangzhi's long hair was blown back, and he was dressed in white and green feathers. Under the moonlight, his whole body glowed with a soft white light.

She stood quietly, the qin floating in front of her.One person and one piano slowly flew up and landed slowly.

It landed next to Gu Mowen, and the two sat side by side.Two pianos are also placed side by side.

The same face, presumably when they were young, the brother and sister were also like this, learning piano skills next to each other.

Gu Mowen didn't move, nor did he glance to the side.But inexplicably, people feel that the breath around him is much gentler.

Gu Xiangzhi's fingers have already landed on the strings, playing a ballad that reminds people of his distant hometown.

The sound of the piano flew into the corpse mountain in the courtyard like pieces of green leaves, and then, those dead people finally woke up as if they had had a nightmare.One by one stood up with sleepy eyes as if they had passed away, and then cried and laughed, feeling very grateful.

One, ten, one hundred... one thousand.

Mu Junhou let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face, but he was also very excited.

In that life-and-death fight, Qilin Daowei and Shu Jun were both killed and injured. Under the sound of Gu Xiangzhi's piano, they opened their eyes one by one and woke up weakly.

"Where am I?"

"Why are you dead too?"

"Why does the Palace of the King of Hades look so much like the Valley of the Dead?"

The survivors who were tortured by endless death and repeated killings finally felt a warmth in their hearts in the sound of the piano, as if they were alive with their friends waking up.

Laughed and shed tears, and couldn't help crying again.

"Everyone's all right. Great! It's good to be alive."

The sound of the piano, warm and soft, finally made everyone stand up.

But not everyone thinks that life is too good.Because many of them died without pain in the sound of the piano, and died so quickly that they didn't even remember that they had died.

Or, as long as you don't die, the greed, hatred, and ignorance in your life will occupy your heart and eyes again.

Many people didn't even hesitate, and rushed forward according to their inner thoughts: "Kill! The weapons are right in front, and they can't be sacrificed. They are all ours."

Mu Junhou's eyebrows turned cold: "I will never repent." He was about to warn them loudly that the sacrificial ceremony was over, there were no weapons left, only scrap copper and rotten iron remained.

However, those who stood close saw that the weapons they received were rotten like rotten wood, so they howled angrily and attacked them in grief.

Like, a lifelong dream, an entire life has been ruined.

Mu Junhou was afraid that Gu Xiangzhi would be hurt by them, so he immediately stepped forward to cover him.

But heard a soft short laughter.

His heart skipped a beat, and it was no surprise that he heard the sound of killing that symbolized death, and it sounded again.

"Don't! Stop!"

However, the water wave of the piano sound spread to the entire atrium one step earlier than his voice, and wherever it went, waves of death fell to the ground.

Lin Zhaoyue walked up to Mu Junhou, pressed his arm, and shook his head slightly.

Gu Xiangzhi's piano sound was uninterrupted, playing again and again.

A harp that brings life to life, like a sigh of worry, like a gentle rebuke, like a melody murmuring in a cradle.

Those people are like being in an endless hell, where they are born and die continuously.

Mu Junhou watched numbly, even on the battlefield, he couldn't see more life and death than this: "What are you going to do? How many times do you want to kill them?"

In Gu Mowen's calm voice, there was a subtle pleasure like warm water, and he said lightly: "They obviously didn't die, how did they say how many times they were killed? I was teaching them what it feels like to die. Since they are afraid of death, Don’t learn from others to kill people.”

Miao Qianshui pulled away his old friend, squinted his fox eyes, and said in a low voice: "He is a Qin demon after all, you should pay attention to your attitude. There are acquaintances around, those people won't really die anyway, let him kill them." .These reckless rivers and lakes should also be taught how to behave. Maybe after this battle, the rivers and lakes will be peaceful for a while."

Lin Zhaoyue's expression was slightly concentrated, and he sighed: "He didn't intend to kill people, he clearly wanted to take the opportunity to play the piano with his sister. Just take it as it is, and pity the two brothers and sisters, their fates are different."

Mu Junhou's eyes were complicated, looking at the faint tenderness on Gu Mowen's face.

He knew why no matter how powerful and terrifying Gu Mowen was, he didn't think he was really a bad guy.

Because, there is always a looming shackle around Gu Mowen. With that shackle, no matter how far he walks into the darkness, he will never really go deep into it.

Gu Xiangzhi is his shackle.