The Monk

Chapter 1083: Morning Dew and Flute

This is the gap in strength. If someone points his finger from afar, he has no strength to resist. What was even more unlucky was that the three commanders were trapped, and the commander came to rescue him. He was hit and fell straight down, but no one paid attention to him, allowing him to fall from everyone's eyes like a shooting star. Mr. Wang originally wanted to save him, but firstly he was worried about the morning dew, and secondly, the commander launched an attack. He had to respond to the enemy and had no time to pay attention, so he just let him fall and ignored him.

There are not many people around Zhang Ai. Except for Mr. Wang, the gods on Xiguan's side are all thinking about rescuing the three trapped commanders. The other three prophets on Mr. Wang's side must be cautious in dealing with the enemy. It is absolutely correct. People care about him, so Zhang is afraid of leaving the battlefield in a very unlucky way.

Fortunately, there are always people who care about him. When Mr. Wang asked him to come out, Taohua was watching from behind the curtain and suddenly saw him being knocked unconscious. At that time, he wanted to go over and save him. Unfortunately, he had no strength and could still float in the air. He was really unable to fly and it was impossible to catch up with him. Zhang was frightened by the heavy blow. Then he watched Zhang Ping fall like a meteor, and with a whoosh, he was gone.

After spending half her life wandering around, it was easy to find someone she liked a little bit, and she could live happily with her. And this person was very, very good to her, and they could have continued to get along with her! But this person suddenly disappeared. In just a moment, he disappeared from her eyes. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and she didn't know where she was going. She was extremely anxious in her heart. What could she do if she was anxious again?

Chao Lu was equally anxious as her. When she discovered that Zhang was afraid of being beaten away, Chao Lu was not as nervous as Tao Hua. Her face only moved, and then she calmed down, with a look of determination in her eyes.

So I heard beautiful music suddenly coming from the battlefield, playing resoundingly in the starry sky.

At this time, the commander temporarily suppressed the bright starry sky with one finger, waiting for the people behind him to take the opportunity to rescue the three commanders. However, the three prophets were not in a hurry and made no noise. They allowed the bright starry sky to dim and stood quietly behind the three commanders, waiting for the enemy to enter the space they controlled before killing them.

Just when both sides were making moves, the sound of the piano sounded, shocking everyone.

The starry sky cannot transmit sound, but this piece of music can clearly ring in the ears of all the experts. It is not only clear, but also beautiful. The movement of just one string has attracted everyone's attention and looked towards the direction where the music came from.

Among the three dragon chariots protected by hundreds of guards, the bead curtain of the second dragon chariot moved automatically without wind. As the beautiful music spread, the bead curtain seemed to be alive, jumping gracefully, up, down, or Left or right, conveys the beauty of the music. And between the beating of the bead curtain, a person in the chariot was vaguely revealed. It was a graceful and beautiful figure, playing the piano with all his heart.

The music was so melodious that the four prophets and the gods of Xiguan forgot about fighting at this moment, and only looked blankly at the dragon chariot and the blurry figure in the dragon chariot.

Even the most powerful masters in the starry sky were attracted by the sound of the piano, not to mention the tens of thousands of warriors from the two tribes who were fighting fiercely. One by one, they forgot about the fight for the time being and all looked at the dragon chariot in the distance.

The music is so beautiful that no one wants to end it. Everyone is immersed in it, feeling the beauty they expected, and recalling every bit of the past. It seems that this is not what we want?

Chaolu had played the piano countless times, and this time it took the most effort. Every time her fingers moved, the color on her face would decrease by one point. The longer she played, the more the color would decrease. Soon, she seemed to have been smoked. Dried blood, whole body turned white.

She is very angry now, so angry that she wants to vent even if she kills herself, so she is venting.

As the music becomes more and more immersed in everyone's heart, everyone becomes unable to extricate themselves and do not want to wake up to the music. But at this time, the music changed, from soothing and joyful to sad and lingering. At this time, someone in the third dragon chariot was also playing the harp.

The music played by Chaolu was so beautiful, and the sounds of nature were not as beautiful as it. No one wanted her to stop, so no one spoke at this time, and no one dared to bring an instrument to join in the fun.

But the people in the third dragon chariot dared to play the piano at this time. The sounds blended harmoniously into the music played by Chao Lu, as if they had always been together. Not only the people were like this, but The same is true for the sound of music. The two sounds of the piano perfectly merge into one place, doubling the sorrow, making the lingering endless, and affecting everyone's thoughts.

No one would think about who the person playing the piano was, and no one would think about why the sound of their piano could be heard in the starry sky. Everyone was just intoxicated, intoxicated by the beautiful sound, and did not want to wake up for a long time.

But sweet dreams are easy to wake up from, and the sad and lingering music brings everyone into a sad state, making everyone feel depressed and sad together. Unexpectedly, the timbre jumped, the music style changed, and the music suddenly made waves.

Two of the most beautiful pianos in the world, two of the best musicians in the world, playing two of the most beautiful pieces of music in the world. The two pieces of music were originally perfectly combined, but at this moment, someone's piano played an overtone first. It was high-pitched and clear, and the clang directly hit everyone's hearts.

Everyone was shocked when another piano also played a high note, which was no longer integrated with the original music, as if it was going to fight. From this point on, the two pieces of music no longer blend perfectly, but each has its own style, as if they are competing against each other.

If ordinary people fight against each other, then let's fight, no matter whether you live or die? However, the two people playing the piano made everyone reluctant to give up and even fearful. Each piece of music is a unique sound when listened to alone, and it is indescribably beautiful. Whether it is happiness or sadness, it is entangled in your heart, making you unable to forget it, nor want to forget it nor let it go.

But just like this, two extremely beautiful sounds began to fight, making people unable to choose, not knowing which one to listen to.

The two pieces of music were played together, and two extremely beautiful voices began to fight, making everyone in the audience feel uncomfortable. Everyone looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening. I want to ask, but I don’t know who to ask. Although the piano player was not far away, no one went over to ask. They would rather endure a lot of confusion and fear than interrupt the most perfect music in the world.

They don't want to interrupt the music, but the music interrupts itself. In a piece of extremely beautiful sound, it seems that every note can be seen, vividly, and can be touched with tentacles. But no one reached out to touch it. They were afraid that if they touched it, the sound of the piano would be messed up.

The two pieces of music have two timbres, and two different notes dance gently in the air. And the two tones are fighting each other again. It seems that two different colors of notes can be seen forming an army, shouting and tearing into one place, just like the two tribes of warriors fighting under Xiguan just now, fighting to the death.

The music was fighting, and they began to kill each other, so the music style turned again and became sharp and neighing, which was quite miserable.

This change was unexpected by the tens of thousands of people in front of Xiguan. No matter what, they never expected that the sound would become so bloody and terrifying. They felt like they were falling into a devil's cave, with killings everywhere and bones visible as far as the eye could see.

Just when most of the soldiers were confused, dozens of soldiers were already so seduced by the music that they forgot where they were. They thought they were really in hell and used magical weapons to kill their companions. They have no purpose in killing, they just want to kill, and they don't care whether they are enemies or friends.

But the killing was successful. Most of the people around them were immersed in the music, guessing why the music had changed like this. What they didn't expect was that they had already lost their lives while guessing.

Someone killed someone, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, and the music became even more chaotic at this time. The two pianos seemed like two battle formations, directing the notes to fight. People who listen to the piano may have feelings or pity. Seeing the two pianos fighting, they want to persuade but don't know how to do it. Moreover, the chaos outside continues, and the whole person becomes more hesitant and hesitant.

There were casualties among the men of the two tribes. The commander-in-chief and the four prophets knew that it was not good. If this situation continued, this place would become a killing ground. There would be no killing place for either enemy or friend for no reason. The five people looked at each other and reached a rare consensus quickly, stopped the music, and ordered the troops to retreat.

They don't care about casualties or the lives of their men, but they must strictly prohibit chaotic and meaningless killings! At this time, Mr. Wang returned to his normal height and joined forces with the four prophets to set up the formation. He suddenly heard a crane roar in the bright starry sky. The sound was high and clear, penetrating the music played by the two pianos, and everyone was fascinated. Startled, one after another woke up from the music.

This crane sounds simple, just a cry, but in fact it takes a lot of effort. Not only do you have to break the lingering sound of the piano, but you also have to be wary that the gods of Xiguan will take the opportunity to cause trouble and attack them. Therefore, with the crane's cry, the four prophets retreated one after another. , give up this bright starry sky, wait for Xiguan to withdraw his troops, and wait for his soldiers to evacuate safely.

Because the chaos just now caused a lot of damage to the soldiers on both sides, the commander-in-chief had no intention of fighting with the four prophets anymore. He honestly followed the proposal and withdrew the troops. Among them, the three commanders were the ones who took the most advantage. Their lives could not be saved, but because of An unexpected piano sound caused chaos on both sides, and they survived.

At this time, the sound of the harp had ceased. After the crane's cry just now, there was no more sound from the two harps. It was also because the sound of the piano disappeared that the many soldiers who woke up obeyed the order and retreated in an orderly manner. Soon, the soldiers were divided into two places, looking at each other across the bright starry sky.

Now that the fight is over, it’s time to deal with the next question, what’s going on with the sound of the piano.

Mr. Wang walked towards the dragon chariot first. It was his chariot and he should be the first to check it. At this time, the music stopped and the bead curtain stopped beating and fell straight down, as if nothing had happened.

Soon he arrived in front of the chariot. Mr. Wang raised his hand and gently opened the bead curtain, then froze in front of the curtain, speechless for a long time.

He was in a daze, and the feminine young man floated over, looked at the situation inside the chariot, and sighed: "You are really capable, you actually hid such a powerful murder weapon."

The pure white woman in the chariot became whiter, like snow, her whole body had no blood color, and she looked very cold.

Before this moment, no one knew whether Chao Lu's blood was white or red, because the first time he saw her, he felt as if he could see through her heart, which was white. But at this moment, Mr. Wang knew that the blood in the morning dew was red, so bright that it splashed on the chariot wall, on the brocade fur, and on the piano.

Chaolu, on the other hand, just faced inward and lay quietly on the piano, making her face invisible.