Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

The sound of the piano echoes across the desert like running water.

in darkness.

Heavy breathing echoed.

The dim and thin light fell, illuminating the blood on Kalubi's face for an instant.

It has been dozens of days.

Kalubi fled in the cold darkness, his blood became more and more intense.The lights and swords behind him seemed to be very close at hand, and he already felt the breath of death that he was used to experiencing.

This time, it's finally his turn?

Those who chased and killed were all good brothers who had lived and died together.

Whether, he is going to die at the hands of a former brother like the brother who died at his hands a few days ago.

Who let him be, blasphemer.

Just as the gods that the people in the underground believe in most, so does he.

But he obviously didn't have any words or deeds that disrespected the God of Light!

During such a hasty flight and counterattack, he really wanted to turn his head away, explain to his clansmen, and prove his innocence.

But because of the blasphemy involved, the tribe has fallen into a rage.

If he turned his head at this time, what he faced would not be the trusting face of the past, but the swift sword of his companion who once guarded the tribe's spring of life under his leadership.

They used to be partners who fought side by side to protect the Bahan tribe, but in the end they drew their swords against each other because of the rumor that he slandered the God of Light.

The killing intent was close at hand, but at this moment, there was a faint, soft sound of running water that represented the thriving and thriving of the tribe, just like the place where he lived.

A person suddenly appeared here.stranger.

The surroundings suddenly lit up, and the hot flames suddenly evaporated, and all the dark shadows flinched and disappeared as if encountering a natural enemy.

When the light came on, Kalubi panicked and raised his hands to cover his eyes without thinking.In the past 18 years of underground life, he had never seen such a brilliant light, but for some reason, he faintly felt that the strong light must be a great harm to him.When he raised his hand to cover his eyes, he realized that although the light was bright, it was extremely gentle. He tentatively let go of it, the stream of light in front of his eyes was shining brightly, but he was unharmed.

Where he used to live, there were only sparse and almost countable lights, which had never been so bright.He never thought that there would be a place in the world that is so bright and shining, but gentle.

A figure stood quietly in the firelight.

God?

Could it be that the God of Light they most believed in came?

Did he see his injustice?

Seeing the subtle expression on Kalubi's face, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Carlo?" Kalubi couldn't help wondering.

god?

Jiang Chen smiled.god?But it's better to call him a lonely ghost.

His expression was not good, Kalubi's heart trembled, a sense of crisis suddenly rose, he unconsciously clenched the long knife at his waist, and looked at him warily and tentatively.After looking at it, I felt that this person's clothes were very strange, the wide-sleeved gown was really different from the people of their tribe who were covered in black cloth, and sometimes the light was too weak, even the face could not be seen clearly.There are also a few strange green transparent stones (jade) around his waist, which make people feel calm under such light.

Even if he just stood quietly without moving, Kalubi did not dare to underestimate him.

He suddenly remembered how he felt when he was still young many years ago when he first faced She Ai, who was teaching martial arts in the tribe. It was so reassuring and deeply disturbing.

She Ai's aura was as sharp as a knife, and she could feel that sharp aura even at a distance.

The breath of this person in front of him is clean, like an underground undercurrent, cold and soft, very harmless.But facing it in person under such a fierce fire, Kalubi immediately raised his vigilance to a height of three feet.

"Caluby?"

It seems that he picked a good time, and Kalubi is still sober at this time.

Jiang Chen thought.

This voice is gentle and calm, accompanied by the clear and unique music, suddenly there is a strange and calming power.

Although he never understood it, Kalubi felt that he understood the meaning of these syllables. He paused for a moment, always feeling that the elders had to return, "...@&#$#%"

Yes.

They obviously met for the first time, why did he know his name?

Kalubi secretly asked himself again, is it really a god?

"#%$?" How do you know my name?

As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned, realizing that maybe this person could not understand what he said, and fell silent again.But Jiang Chen nodded, not bothered by the weird voice, "It's just a coincidence."

He obviously didn't want to say more.

Kalubi asked again, "Carlo?"

"The ears of the world can't be compared with the high gods." Jiang Chen replied calmly and seriously, and the tone couldn't tell whether it was admiration or mockery.

Kalubi looked him up and down, and felt deeply that even if he was not a god, he was related to a god.Seeing that he doesn't want to admit it now, I can only say, "&*#~?" What should I call him?

Jiang Chen didn't answer.

Kalubi: "?"

Jiang Chen took two steps. Seeing Qiulan Xianzhi from his memory, he stepped forward and knelt down, picked one up with one hand on his sleeve, and looked at it carefully, as if he was just curious and asked lightly, " Where can I find this thing?"

Kalubi really saw Xianzhi.

Jiang Chen couldn't help reaching out and gently pressing the forehead, sighing slowly in his heart.

It seems...

Sure enough, he was old.

If Tan'er hadn't reminded him, he would never have thought that Kalubi would be a breakthrough.

After all, this person also escaped from the depths of the desert.

Kalubi silently turned his head and looked back at the way he came back, but he really didn't know the direction, so he fell silent again, "..."

He wanted to answer, but he couldn't answer because of his memory. At this moment of hesitation, Jiang Chen had already thought of dozens of ways to find the way, and smiled slightly, "Thank you."

"Your Excellency just asked who I am?" Jiang Chen glanced at him, with a gentle smile on his face, "Today, let's count him as a lifesaver."

The red flame disappeared without a trace.

Stepping on it, it is the boundless clear and soft lake water like sapphire.

Kalubi was taken aback for a moment, but his mind was unconsciously stable, tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

The illusion is like glass, shattered without a trace.

The sound of the piano has gone away.

As soon as the fingertips that wiped the water-colored strings stopped, the sound of the piano also stopped.

Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly, looked at Tan'er who was listening carefully, and asked patiently, "Do you understand?"

What Kalubi misses in his heart is the blasphemy and grievance on his body. When he escaped from the ground, he was still being chased and killed by his brothers who fought side by side in the past. This is the knot in his heart that cannot be untied.Jiang Chen is aware of this point, and the use of this illusion also cuts into this point.

Tan'er nodded, then shook her head again, "I only know the shape, but don't understand the meaning."

There are not many martial arts of psychedelic control.

Hearing that Jiangnan Changge's family expresses their love with the piano, and the disciples have superb piano skills, and they can't stop listening to it for three days. Many people will be moved to tears by their piano sound.There is another song in Changge martial arts called Pingsha Luoyan, which controls people's words and deeds with the emotion of the sound of the piano, and practiced to the highest level, the person who wants to be controlled will jump off the cliff to commit suicide, and the person accused will not hesitate at all.

I don't know how it compares to the sound of the master's piano.

Presumably not comparable.

Tan Er insisted.

Only her master is the best master in the world.Others saw him as bad in every possible way, but if he was bad, why would he take in an orphan girl like her after killing those villains when passing by the village.

He is infinitely better than many good-looking people in the world.

Her mother had told her more than once that her father was the best man in the world, a gentleman who was upright and upright for the country and the people, and a hero of justice, honesty and martial arts.

But it is the gentleman, good man, and hero in the mother's mouth, but they let their mother and daughter wander for years, ignoring them, and never hearing from them.As long as she can remember, she doesn't remember the so-called father.

Now that her mother has died in humiliation at the hands of those robbers, where is her father?

Ridiculously positive!

A hero who is righteous for the country and the people can't even protect his wife and daughter. Even if he can save the world, even if he can help the country, what's the point to the dead mother!

Tan'er never learned how to play the piano, but her mother taught her a little when she was alive.She could only hear the master's piano sound as clear and gentle as water, as for the others, they were faintly visible, and she really couldn't grasp this emotion.

She touched her chin and looked at Kalubi. Anyway, there is a ready-made partner here. If not, the master will play to him again...

Although she had this idea, she didn't dare to really say it.At this moment, he secretly glanced at his master again, afraid to see some disappointment on his face.

Jiang Chen nodded, did not comment on her answer, but only gave the solution, "Practice makes perfect." The piano in his hand had disappeared without a trace, and he escaped from Kalubi's dream. On camelback, "Go."

……

All the people looking for Ganoderma lucidum did not see any so-called Ganoderma lucidum in the end.

All those who look forward to immortality are but an empty dream.

Xia Ziqian didn't get feedback about the increase in Jiao Ming, and his heart became more and more anxious.

In the late spring, the red pistils in Taifu's mansion are gradually dying, and the green willows are flying with poplars; the rockery and flowing water are majestic and gurgling;

This is the mansion bestowed on his most admired courtier, Taifu Xia, by the supreme being under heaven.

Xia Ziqian came out of the carved arch, touching the mahogany pillars with intricate patterns beside him, a look of melancholy suddenly appeared on his face.

His expression changed suddenly, and he roared uncontrollably, "What did you say?!"

"Didn't you say that spending 10000 HP can make Jiao Ming continue to spread!"

Listening to the ear, "An unknown error has occurred in the system. Alert! Alert! The life of the host is affected. The threat of Wang Yifeng has increased significantly, and the variables of fame and fame have increased. Please eliminate it as soon as possible."

"Damn it! It's Wang Yifeng again!"

"Where is Wang Yifeng!?"

"Sorry, Insufficient Access Privileges, Sorry, Insufficient Access Privileges."

"..."

"The target has a special aura, the host must try to get it."

"Breath? Special?? You said lightly! How did you get it? How did you get it? Then Wang Yifeng saw me, and he could kill me with a single knife. I begged God to worship Buddha." I was afraid that he wouldn't cut it, so I threw him to Xiao. Yao'er, that poisonous old man tested the medicine...

Xia Daqian suddenly shivered when he thought of the miserable and gloomy life in that life.

Then I realized that the voice in my head was silent for a moment, and then said encouragingly, "Host, although 10086 understands the pain you left in your last life very well, don't be frightened by a lunatic whose mind is only killing people... Now you Martial arts are high-strength, talents are outstanding, and there is no need to fall into a temporary defeat."

"Say! What should I do?"

When the voice of the monster who called himself 10086 suddenly sounded in his mind, he was afraid for a long time.But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that this is a gift from God.It is said in the legends and ghosts that there are gorgeous ghosts, heavenly immortals, fox demons in the mountains, and dragon girls in the sea.

Being able to live again in this life is the work of this monster who can only hear the voice. It sent a mission, asking for success and fame, and becoming the emperor's favored minister. contract.

Facts have proved that the choice he made was very correct.Up to now, he has grown from the most despised official in Taoxianglou to the first-rank Taifu of the imperial court. Thanks to the help of 10086, he is not only an official in the same dynasty as those famous people in his previous life, but also the most admired in Tang Dynasty. Li Bai, the famous poet, wanted to come and visit him, except that the scourge of Wang Yifeng has not been dealt with, everything is so satisfactory.

"Enable the best solution? This operation consumes [-] reputation points?"

Xia Daqian: You bastard!Are you a mountain grass bandit?

Taking advantage of the fire to rob such a thing can also be done?

10086: "The host, please don't slander the system. 10086 has always advocated fair and just transactions. The price of information exchange is low, and the monthly payment is more cost-effective."

Xia Daqian looked at the few remaining reputation points, gritted his teeth, "Activate."