If the time and place weren't wrong, Qiu Qiu might have held her face in her hands and screamed: So handsome!
Playing the harp was supposed to be an elegant and leisurely pastime, but here, the sound of the harp turned out to be such a powerful means of attack. Shi'er sat cross-legged on the floor, with the harp flatly placed in front of him. In this crisis-ridden and tense situation, he
But he seemed calm, calm and unmoving.
The second string was also plucked.
The sound of this string is more beautiful and high-pitched than the one just now. The strings vibrate rapidly and minutely in the air, and the crystal light on the strings shines everywhere.
The moment the sound of the piano sounded, Qiuqiu had a strange feeling.
Her ears - no, not only her ears, but also her surroundings, suddenly seemed to have turned into a vacuum, and there was nothing left.
There was no color, no smell, no sound. Everything around him was sucked away by invisible forces in an instant.
The halo of light on the strings spread out like lightning.
Qiuqiu looked down from the top of the tower, and the aperture expanded instantly. The bone demons came in like a tide, and then broke and shattered into powder like waves. The aperture kept spreading outwards, and the entire sealed place was shrouded.
However, it still has strong momentum and continues to spread.
The mountains and wilderness outside the sealed land were all swept away by the circle of light. In an instant, the bone demons all over the mountains and plains were swept by the sound of the piano. The sound of bones breaking and shattering was heard from all directions, and countless small sounds were mixed into one, just like summer
The violent wind and rain beat on the eaves.
Jinglan's face changed drastically.
Those affected were not only the Bone Demon she summoned, but also the disciples of the Li Shui Sword Sect under her control.
The minds of these people had been extracted and tempered long ago. They had turned into living puppets who would only obey her orders. When the first sound of the piano sounded just now, she felt as if the door above her head had been hit hard.
One blow made her dizzy and unable to move for a moment. When the second sound of the piano sounded, she panicked and felt that her connection with the puppets was broken!
She couldn't feel the presence of those puppets at all. No matter how she made gestures, ventriloquism or drugs, the puppets just stood there motionless.
But the Bone Demons, whom she thought were powerful, seemed to be vulnerable to a single blow. Before they even formally took action, they all collapsed under the sound of the piano. The churning phosphorus fire and smoke mixed together.
The pressure on the disciples on the bottom floor of the tower suddenly dropped.
Just now I saw the bone demons coming from all over the mountains and plains, and everyone felt despair in their hearts.
There are so many bone demons, it is impossible for them to resist them.
Perhaps, like their predecessors, they will have their bones buried here forever, and not even a monument will be erected.
Death is not the most terrible thing.
The scary thing is that if they can't resist, then the bone demons will step on their bones, and the next thing to be destroyed will be the sealing tower.
But at this moment, the sound of the piano sounded. The situation suddenly reversed!
This feeling of being saved from a desperate situation is just like...like falling suddenly from a high altitude, and my heart is ups and downs. Some young female disciples even cried uncontrollably.
Elder Cao looked around.
These disciples... are all too young.
They shouldn't have to shoulder such a heavy burden at this age. But they have no choice.
The Bone Demon was defeated, but Elder Cao was not relieved like them.
He has experienced many things.
The horror of monsters is beyond the imagination of these young people. There is still more than an hour before dawn, and the attacks of monsters will only become more and more terrifying. This is their last chance, even if they put all their cards on the line, before dawn,
They will never give up.
The next attack from monsters will definitely be more terrifying than this wave of bone demons, and even more difficult to deal with.
What tricks will they use?
Jinglan looked gloomy.
What kind of piano is that? How can it be so powerful?
This is simply... This is simply not a power that can be found in the human world! Is it the same immortal treasure?
But the two people in front of me are just teenagers in their teens and 20s. Even if they can get such a treasure, how can they use it?
Qiuqiu stared at her closely. She saw Jinglan suddenly close her eyes and raise her face slightly, as if she was listening carefully to a voice.
Then she suddenly opened her eyes and let out a scream. Her body seemed to be pulled by something and she quickly retreated and disappeared into the dark clouds.
Qiuqiu was fully on guard.
Dark clouds were billowing, and lightning flashed faintly in the clouds.
In the darkness, a vague human figure suddenly appeared, flying out of the clouds like a bird and heading towards the top of the tower.
This person seemed not to be affected at all when passing through the shield, just like a drop of rain falling into the lake, it landed naturally and easily on the eaves of the tower.
Qiuqiu can't see clearly.
——I don’t know why there was an abnormal warning sign in her heart.
Who is this person?
The man took a step forward, then another step.
Qiuqiu was shocked to find that the person standing not far in front of her... actually had a face exactly like Shi'er's.
How could this happen? Who is this person?
Shi'er also raised his head and looked squarely at this strange man in black who looked like his twin brother.
The man in black looked at Shi'er expressionlessly.
What's going on.
What's this?
In the dark night, on the top of the tower.
Shi'er and that person stood opposite each other, it was as weird as a person facing himself in the mirror.
"This is... the white jade bone harp." The man in black said softly: "Legend has it that when someone became an immortal, he chopped off his right hand and left it in the world. Later generations used his hand bones to make a harp with strings.
Made of condensed tears."
The man in black turned his head in the direction of Qiuqiu: "Qiuqiu."
His voice when calling her was the same as Shi'er's.
Such a calm and gentle voice... How could there be such a monster? How could he copy Shi'er's appearance and even his voice?
"I am the real one." The man in black looked at her intently: "Can't you tell the real from the fake? I am the one who has always been by your side. I am your Taoist companion. Which one is the fake?
of."
Qiuqiu looked at him coldly.
Isn't it? Does the monster think that her IQ is so low? Just make a puppet that looks like Shi'er and say a few words to seduce and deceive her, and she will be fooled?
"Do you still remember that paper man?" The man in black looked at her quietly: "This one, like that paper man, is just a ray of spiritual thought from me, and I am the real body. If you don't believe it
If so, I can show you the evidence."
He stretched out his hand and slowly closed it. Qiuqiu lowered her head, the Ruyi Ring shone slightly, and Huo'er's head poked out of it.
Huo'er is Shi'er's spiritual pet, and the spiritual pet will never mistake its owner. But now Huo'er looked at the two Shi'er who appeared in front of it, with an obviously doubtful expression. It looked at Shi'er in white, and then
I looked at the new man in black and couldn't tell who was its real owner.
This stupid dragon...
But Qiuqiu was also secretly frightened.
This person, no, or rather this monster, must be so powerful that even a naturally grown spiritual creature like Huo'er would be confused.
But Qiuqiu would not believe him.
No matter how touching or sincere his words were, she would not be fooled by the monster.
"Don't believe me?"
Qiuqiu expressed her choice with practical actions.
She stood next to Shi'er, took one of his hands, and the two of them faced the man in black in front of them.
"It's ridiculous." The man in black said in a low and cold voice: "It's just a ray of distraction. It actually wants to replace the original existence."
This monster is so confident and confident, Qiuqiu thought, being able to tell lies like this is considered a skill.
"You can try to attack me. Once you try, you will believe it."
So generous?
No, no, this is definitely a trap.
Maybe it will hurt the rebound or something.
The man in black saw through her thoughts and raised his hand. Qiuqiu found that even his flying sword had the same light as Shier's sword.
No, it's not the same...
That's Shi'er's sword!
Why is it in the hands of this person?
Qiuqiu has practiced dual cultivation with Shier countless times. There is absolutely no mistaking his sword.
Moreover, Shi'er has indeed never used a sword today.
What's going on?
The sword in the hand of the man in black flashed, and Qiuqiu had already assumed a defensive posture.
But that sword light was not directed at her.
The man in black actually cut his arm!
What kind of new trick is this? Could it be that this person’s preparation for the big trick turned out to be self-inflicted harm?
However, the same scar appeared on Shi'er's body next to her.
The long, sword-wound marks appeared so abruptly on his arm, and the seepage immediately wet his sleeves.
"Shi'er!"
Qiuqiu was shocked and angry, and turned to look at the man in black.
The man in black slowly pulled up his sleeves, allowing Qiuqiu to see clearly the identical scars on his body.
"Whatever injury I get, he will also get hurt, because I am the real body, and he is just a paper man transformed." The man in black stretched out his hand to her: "Qiuqiu, come here."
Qiuqiu shook her head vigorously.
No, no no.
There must be something wrong with this.
Even if I beat her to death, I wouldn't believe that her Shi'er would become evil.
This monster must be lying to her.
But flying swords, spiritual pets, auras...she shouldn't feel wrong with these, right?
Why does this person have Shi'er's flying sword? Why does Huo'er regard him as his master and can't choose between him and Shi'er? How can he have the same aura as Shi'er?
No, more importantly, why did he injure himself and the same wounds appear on Shier's body?
how so?
Then if he stabbed himself in the chest and stabbed his heart to the core, would Shi'er also suffer severe injuries? If he crossed the sword and wiped his own neck, would Shi'er also follow suit?
Die?
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ps: I still feel like I didn’t write it well...sweat...
I didn't get home until after nine o'clock after leaving the hospital. I was so tired.