"Zheng!", "Woo..."

"Hmm? The piano and flute ensemble!"

I don't know how much time passed, but Luo Zhan, who was following Linghu Chong and Yi Lin behind them, suddenly paused in his ever-changing gestures. He listened carefully at the moment, but heard the distant sound of the waterfall in front of him, the melodious sound of the flute, and the tinkling sound of the piano. , it is actually ethereal and melodious, with endless wonderful meaning.

"Why is there someone playing the piano in this barren mountain?"

Suddenly, they heard the faint sound of clanging pianos in the distance. Linghu Chong and Yi Lin, who were resting seven or eight feet away in front of them, looked at each other. They were both very surprised. They couldn't imagine that in this wild mountain, there was actually something like this. There is such a leisurely and elegant layman.

The sound of the piano kept coming, and it was very elegant. After a while, the soft sound of the flute was cleverly blended into the rhythm of the piano. The sound of the lyre was peaceful and neutral, and it was even more moving when mixed with the quiet hole flute. The sound sounded like a question and an answer.

"This music is weird. I'm afraid it will be detrimental to us. No matter what happens, you must not make a sound."

Then, Linghu Chong and Yi Lin stood up and gradually moved closer. At the same time, Linghu Chong took two steps, leaned over, and whispered instructions in Yi Lin's ear.

As nun Yilin nodded, the sound of the piano gradually became louder, while the sound of the flute gradually became lower. However, the sound of the flute was low and continuous, like a gossamer floating in the wind, but continuous, adding to the soul-stirring feeling.

At this moment, Luo Zhan, Linghu Chong, and Yi Lin, who were approaching, crossed a thorn bush and looked ahead. They saw three figures turning out from behind the rocks. If they looked carefully, they could vaguely see the three people in the distance. Two tall and one short, the tall ones are two men and the short one is a woman.

"Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang!"

Two men in long robes, each sitting next to a blue rock, one plays the harp and the other plays the flute. The woman is standing next to the harp player. If not Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan, who are they?

Looking at Qu Feiyan and the others leaning on the cliff in the distance, Luo Zhan had no scruples. He leaned against the rocks and closed his eyes in comfort. At this moment, he found Qu Feiyan and the others, and Luo Zhan was not impatient. When he showed up, he just closed his eyes and listened to the "Swordsman" and silently waited for the arrival of "Fei Bin", the great Songyang player of the "Songshan School".

In an instant, all I could hear was the melodious sound of the piano and flute, which was very harmonious. Although the waterfall was nearby and the roaring water flowed, it could not cover up the soft sound of the piano and flute. From this, it can be seen that the two people who played the piano and flute had good internal skills. It should also belong to the innate realm, which is really not shallow.

"clank!"

"Woo..."

Suddenly, a clanging sound suddenly came from the Yao Qin, which seemed to have the intention of killing, but the sound of the Xiao was still gentle and graceful. After a while, the sound of the Qin also turned soft, with the two notes rising and falling.

"What a song "Swordsman"!"

Suddenly, the rhyme and flute sounds suddenly changed, as if there were seven or eight Yao qins and seven or eight cave flutes playing music at the same time. Although the sounds of the zither and flute were extremely complex and changing, each sound was ups and downs, sweet and moving, and suddenly, Luo Zhan's ears seemed to hear the clear singing voice from the previous life drama again.

"It's vast and green, and the mountains are majestic."

"The sun and moon shine brightly, and everything is scattered."

"Silk and bamboo resonate together, and those who practice justice sing."

"The clouds and flowing water are flowing, but there is not much intention."

"Seeking the great road can annihilate soldiers, conquer all things and become transcendent; it is hard to find good friends, only the cooperation between heaven and earth..."

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, in the midst of crisis, abandon life and death and feel at ease. At this time, Qin Xiao harmonizes and composes a song "Smiling Proudly in the Jianghu", which is ethereal yet majestic, sad but yet passionate, a kind of "Ling". The artistic conception of "transcendence from all things" arises spontaneously.

For a time, although dark clouds were covering the sun and the mountain cliffs were filled with mist, the mountain springs were frozen and the vegetation was moving. Luo Zhan, Linghu Chong, Yi Lin and others who arrived were all filled with emotion as they listened attentively.

"Zheng!" "Woo..."

Suddenly, majestic, ethereal, sad, and exciting, these contradictory but wonderfully intertwined rhythms of music made Luo Zhan's blood boil, and he couldn't help but want to get up and dance with his sword.

After a while, the sound of the flute changed again, and the sound of the flute changed to the main tune. The lyre was just the accompaniment of "玎玏珰珰", but the sound of the flute became higher and higher.

Luo Zhan felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. At this moment, suddenly, with a sharp sound of "zheng", the sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the flute also stopped. Suddenly, there was silence all around.

Only the roar of the waterfall seems to have lasted forever.

"Brother Liu Xian, you and I are going to die here today, and that's the result of many reasons. It's just that Brother Yu failed to take action early, and all your family members and disciples were martyred. Brother Yu is really uneasy."

The music stopped, but I heard someone speak hastily, his voice was bleak and apologetic, and he spoke slowly and sadly. It was obviously the elder of the "Sun Moon God Sect" - "Qu Yang".

"You and I are so sincere, why are you still saying these things..."

After hearing Qu Yang's words, Liu Zhengfeng waved his hand to interrupt Qu Yang's apology. After saying a sincere sentence, Liu Zhengfeng continued: "Moreover, there is death in life. If you have a close friend, you will have no regrets in death."

.”

"Brother Liu Xian, I heard the meaning of your flute, but I still feel resentment. Could it be that when my son is in danger, he is greedy for life and afraid of death, and has humiliated your name?"

Immediately, Qu Yang, who stopped apologizing, changed his tone and asked slightly doubtfully.

"Brother Qu guessed it right. I usually overindulge Qin'er, and without education, I didn't expect that he would turn out to be a weakling without any moral integrity."

Liu Zhengfeng let out a long sigh, his face looked a little sad, and he said sadly.

"Whether you have integrity or not, what difference does it make if you all return to the loess after a hundred years? Brother Yu has been lying on the roof for a long time. He should have taken action as soon as possible. He just expected that Brother Xian would not want to fight with the Five Mountains Sword Sect for my sake.

The old friend was hurt by the harmonious relationship, and he thought that Brother Yu had sworn an oath for his virtuous brother, never to harm anyone in the chivalrous way, so he delayed taking action. Who would have thought that the Songshan sect, as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, would be so vicious."

Seeing the sadness on Liu Zhengfeng's face, Qu Yang also sighed. After Zhengyan said a frank word of comfort, his face turned angry again, and he spoke angrily with a sonorous tone.

"How do ordinary people of this generation understand the noble and elegant relationship between you and me through music? With common sense, they predict that our friendship will be detrimental to the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Chivalrous Way. Alas, they don't understand, so it's their fault.

No. Brother Qu, your Dazhui point was injured and your heart was shocked?"

Hearing Qu Yang's angry words, Liu Zhengfeng was silent for a long time, then he sighed deeply, said something passionately, and asked about Qu Yang's injury again.

"Exactly, the Songshan Sect's internal strength is really powerful. I didn't expect that I received this blow on my back. The internal strength reached it, and it actually broke your heart. I had known that my dear brother would be unavoidable. That cluster of black blood

There is no need to use the magic needle again, as it will hurt innocent people and not help. Fortunately, there is no poison on the needle."

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng asking about his injury, Qu Yang nodded slightly. Although his voice was sad, it contained a heart of pity for all people. Hearing this, Luo Zhan shook his head and sighed in his heart. In this world of "Swordsman", it is really...

The sect is not like the sect, and the devil's sect is not like the devil's sect. Perhaps, although people are divided into groups, and things are also like together, there are always some who are particularly different from each other.

"But because of this, you and I can play a song together again. From now on, there will never be such a sound like the piano or flute in the world."

Hearing Qu Yang's sympathetic voice, Liu Zhengfeng smiled softly. When the two met, not only did they both like music and music, but their good nature was also an important factor in their ability to get along.

Just like Linghu Chong and I Xing, the former teaching director of the "Sun Moon God Sect", although the two had a great time fighting swords and even cherished each other, they still had incompatible personalities and frequent conflicts, so how could they get along well.

"In the past, when Ji Kang was about to be executed, he played a zither song and lamented that "Guangling San" would never be heard again. Hehe, "Guangling San" is indulgent and exquisite, how can it compare with our song "Swordsman"? It was just Ji Kang's mood at that time.

, but also just like you and me.”

Thinking about the heavenly music he played, which would never be heard again in the world, Qu Yang couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said in a rather helpless voice.

"Brother Qu was very optimistic just now, but how can he become so persistent? You and I will play together tonight and play the song "Swordsman" to the fullest. The world has already played this song, and you and I have played this song.

Qu, when you are alive in this world, why should you hate me?"

Seeing Qu Yang's sadness, Liu Zhengfeng couldn't help but tried to persuade him. Obviously, being able to play the divine song "Swordsman" made Liu Zhengfeng feel that his life was worthwhile. Immediately, before Qu Yang could reply, Liu Zhengfeng was startled and seemed to

Thinking of something, he said worriedly.

"Ah, yes, Brother Qu must be worried about Fei Fei."

"Grandpa, you and Eunuch Liu have slowly recovered from their injuries. Let's go and kill all the villains of the Songshan Sect one by one to avenge Granny Liu and the others!"

As soon as Liu Zhengfeng finished speaking, Qu Feiyan, who was standing next to him, couldn't wait to speak loudly. Suddenly, a heroic spirit rushed out, reflecting Qu Feiyan, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Just like a holy girl from the Demonic Cult.

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..., the girl is so loud that she wants to drive out the Songshan sect and kill them all. Is there such a satisfying thing in this world?"

As soon as the crisp sound of Qu Fei's cigarette fell, he suddenly heard a long laugh coming from behind the mountain wall. The laughter did not stop, but a black shadow sprang out from behind the mountain wall. Immediately, in the flash of green light, that figure was gone.

Standing in front of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, holding a long sword, is Fei Bin, the great Songyang hand of the "Songshan Sect".

"Well, it's finally here!"
Chapter completed!