Zheng....!

The music of the piano under the moon is sad and desolate.

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

I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know that the messy piano sounds have turned into a beautiful piano music.

I don't know how many people were silent after listening.

I don’t know how many people had wet eyes when they were in a trance.

"Self-taught?"

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

Such mutterings can also be found outside the Purple Bamboo Forest.

If this is really the case, then Ji Hen's talent is too scary.

Practicing the piano, in a certain sense, is more difficult than practicing martial arts, and you need someone to teach you.

That guy is good, he is self-taught without a teacher.

Listen carefully and you will get more ideas.

The meaning of the song is so sad.

The long process from noise to music is full of sadness.

The sound of the piano changes, and so does the mood.

Also changing is the world.

Previously, there were many people who wanted to scold me.

Nowadays, there are many people inside and outside Linglong Mansion who are listening attentively.

As a result, the killers hiding outside the house have been confused and lost in thought. If the superiors knew about it, they would probably scold you. You are here to kill people, not to listen to music.

"But for her?"

Linglong had already returned and listened silently.

She underestimated Ji Hen and thought she was causing trouble.

It turned out that he was learning the piano.

The sad meaning of the piano penetrated straight into her soul, and she burst into tears when she heard it. There were only a few people in her memory who could play the piano to this level, and that junior shocked her again.

"Wu Shuang Qu, I still like it."

After a month, Zhao Yun finally woke up and murmured something that only he could hear.

Wushuang Song is the name he gave this piece of music.

Maybe God was feeling this, and it started to rain.

However, there was a hint of starlight that reflected on him, like a coat, covering him from the rain in the sky.

"interesting."

Moon God murmured and looked up at the sky.

Zheng...!

The sound of the piano did not stop, accompanied by the patter of rain, filling the hazy night.

Shi Qin is extraordinary.

Shi Qin's spirit is even more extraordinary, and she is awakened slightly from her deep sleep.

More than that, it gave Zhao Yun a privilege to avoid backlash.

Zhao Yun and Qin seem to be connected.

As long as he is willing, this sad music can make him kill in an instant.

If you give him some more time, he can use the sound of the piano to disrupt the formation, and the meaning of the piano to break the water curtain.

“Blessing comes from sorrow.”

Luna smiled and continued to fight against the curse.

I don't know when the sound of the piano stopped.

Everyone outside the bamboo forest pricked up their ears.

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

However, there was no movement in the bamboo forest for a long time.

When Zhao Yun is studying, he is comprehending the musical instrument and also the formation method.

He needs to find a breakthrough point and break through 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 but couldn't sleep before, and now I can't fucking sleep anymore. Who knows what kind of magic power Ji Hen's piano music has, but why did I still listen to it... I can't stop listening to it?

It's quiet here, but the situation at the border is tense.

Since the Eight-Nation Fatal Order began, the Eight-Nation Allied Forces have been fighting for a full month.

The Dragon Dynasty of Daxia was located in the center, and the Eight Great Dynasties were on the periphery.

Judging from the map, Daxia is about to be encircled.

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

There are wars at all the major border passes, and the wars are very urgent.

The southeastern border is ablaze with flames of war.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, I saw that the battle was in full swing, and the Yuan Dynasty's army was attacking fiercely.

You can see the battle flags of the Red Flame Army, roaring in the wind.

The combat effectiveness of Daxia's Red Flame Army is truly incredible.

One hundred thousand Red Flame troops stood at the border, blocking half a million Yuan troops.

This battle lasted for a day and a night.

When the Red Flame female commander retreated, she was exhausted. Even her flying cloak was stained with blood, both hers and the enemy's. It wasn't until she entered the Chinese army's tent that she staggered and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Tragic, this battle was too brutal.

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

"Master, Shuang'er."

"May you have spirits in heaven."

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

One of them was given by the master, the former commander-in-chief of Red Flame, who died in battle half a month ago; the other was given by the niece, that is, Chu Wushuang, who was born earlier than the master.

In just one month, she lost two relatives.

I only dare to shed sad tears when I am alone.

May they bless Daxia and get through this difficult time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of war drums again.

The Dayuan enemy army, which had just retreated, attacked again.

The female commander put away the jade pendant, shed tears in her eyes, and put on her battle uniform again.

Alone in the big tent, she is the master's disciple and the niece's aunt, so she can cry freely.

But when she puts on the battle uniform, she cannot shed tears.

When she walked out of the big tent, she only had one identity: the commander-in-chief of the Red Flame Army.

This is war, so cruel that there is no time to grieve.

She is the commander-in-chief, representing the Red Flame Army and the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty. She must not show any weakness in front of the Great Xia soldiers. She has to endure pain and suppress injuries. Any unbearable move she makes will have an impact on the great Xia Dynasty.

Xia's morale.

"Hand over Ji Hen."

The roar outside the city shook the heaven and the earth.

"Hand over Ji Hen."
To be continued...