The moonlight in the early sky surrounds the beams, and the sparse shadows between the buildings are as straight as yellow; the eaves and teeth are mottled and bleak, and the six swords roar in unison to hide their sharp edges.
The transparent notes danced one by one at the fingertips, floating gently into the night, flowing with starry suffocation.
In the remaining light of the moon, Gai Nie's figure stood upright and haughtily, holding the beautifully carved wooden sword tightly in his wrist. A faint halo enveloped him, and his aura seemed so unreal.
A blind old man, named Duanshui in the Luowen organization, had a quiet expression, as if he was listening in a daze, as if birds were flying by. The sky was as quiet as if he were in deep sleep, and everyone's heart seemed to be empty.
It was like being stung. Those light notes were flowing in my ears. In a trance, the pain before the thrilling was revealed, and it was like drowning in a bottomless cold pool. The grief and separation were covered by indifference in an instant.
The Six Sword Slaves appeared. In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, the armored army stood firmly on the spot and was only responsible for surrounding everyone and everything within a radius into an iron barrel.
Those sad and undulating sounds seemed to trigger the most fragile links in people's hearts, making their throats choke. The blood was coagulated at the end of each blood vessel, unable to flow back to the heart. The ears were as dead as sleeping, with only the strings left.
The oscillation of lost temperature lingers repeatedly.
Gao Jianli's Mo Yu's hair was a little messy in the breeze. He pursed his lips tightly and looked a little pale. He was looking at the guqin on his lap, which had been with him for too long in his life, and the one with his head lowered.
From the angle, it seems to be a completely dark night.
Gradually, I couldn't see anything clearly.
Gradually, close your eyes.
The chin is very tight, and the pursed lips reveal loneliness.
amp;#160;The moonlight in the half of the clouds is very soft, like a soft whisper soothing a child. The wind is extremely cold, the leaves are gently swaying on the high branches, and the rolling cloud shadows flow between the gaps in the leaves.
There was not a trace of noise in the air, and the sound of the piano was like a transparent silence. The faint melody seemed to dye the blue stone tiles with a light layer of white frost, hazy and cold.
"boom"
In the high-rise building, there was a noise that was inconsistent with the environment and atmosphere. Next to the table, there was the sound of tea falling to the ground.
Li Si looked stern, and subconsciously glanced at his restless hand. Suddenly his face changed suddenly, and he found that his hand was trembling secretly. He struggled to get up, and he looked around in a panic.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;Except Zhao Gao, no one will see it...
He pursed his lips and his spine felt cold.
For a moment, he even underestimated his own concentration.
Having been in the court for decades, he has always been able to act with ease, but when he met some people in the world, it was like an illusion. He tried to find some reasons to excuse himself.
Maybe it's because the moonlight tonight is too cold; maybe it's because the sound of the piano in my ears is too sad... What a ridiculous gaffe.
Zhao Gaowu's black pointed armor stopped undulating at some point. There was no breath coming from his body, and there was a silence like the night wind in his dark eyes.
Gai Nie's eyes were as light as the white mist in the morning, and he slowly moved towards the armored army on the ground.
There were serious, expressionless black masks, with firelight dancing on them, like gleaming will-o'-the-wisps, and the spears and shields were deathly dark, as if even their killing power had faded a bit.
Gai Nie's eyes suddenly turned intense.
The sharp pupils suddenly contracted, and stars gathered in the middle, becoming narrower as they closed together.
amp;#160;Genie suddenly stared in one direction, his gaze so focused and breathless that all the palpitating armored soldiers immediately noticed his unusual change.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The pale waning moon gradually disappeared into the clouds, making no sound.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The light of the fire reflected through the sword, gun, and iron shield on the face of the blindfolded old man.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;That sigh was too light.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The sword energy suddenly made a sharp warning sound!
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A gloomy young man floated down in the area where he was confronting Genie.
The young man's face was illuminated by the strong flames, which made it difficult to see clearly. His handsome figure, arrogant cold chin, and beast-like indifferent temperament made people immediately realize that he was an unapproachable danger.
The spider web pattern is rusty on the abdomen, and the posture of holding two swords is casual and uninhibited.
This young man is one of the Six Sword Slaves, a demon with two swords.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;His body blocked Gai Nie's sight, and the provocative sounds of the two swords rose and fell harshly. This man appeared from the crack of darkness.
The young man had bright red marks on his cheeks and the back of his hands, and there seemed to be dark sparks in his eyes that could engulf everything within his sight.
However, Gai Nie's indifferent gaze made him a little surprised. The battle was about to begin. The man's face was as frosty and his eyes were like fog. He stood there silently, as if he was standing in another distant world.
The stone floor was full of imperial sergeants. They looked at each other in shock, not knowing what kind of fight would happen and what kind of bloody scene it would turn into.
Li Si, who was in front of the shore table, couldn't help but take two steps forward and stop under the window eaves. He wanted to take a closer look at the scenery outside. Suddenly, he felt inexplicably nervous. He glanced at the motionless Zhao Gao again, his eyes flashing darkly.
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In the breathless and tense atmosphere, the young demon gritted his teeth in a daze, and a ruthless annoyance hit his heart.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160; But the position of his body was empty, and he stood empty. After a slight daze, the blood in his body rushed to his brain with a bang, and he rushed to his brain again.
Feeling embarrassed again, he suddenly turned his head and looked back.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The water is cut off right there, and the deadly spider mark is rusted on the right chest.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The fire is brilliant and transparent.
There seems to be cold air flowing in the air.
"You have changed." Gai Nie's voice faintly reached everyone's ears, giving people an incomprehensible charm. Who was he talking to after that aloof figure?
Duan Shui bowed his back slightly, with an ancient sword lying across his back. Hearing the sound, he seemed to subconsciously raise his head and turn to Gai Nie's direction.
"Duanshui, this is my current name", it seems like old friends meeting each other, but the words are as cold as water, like the invisible waves on the face of vicissitudes of life.
The late night sky.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;Changes rapidly.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The two of them are so far apart.
It was as if all the glimmers of light were concentrated between the two parties, and the rest of everyone and everything became dark and shadowless.
The silence is dense with each other, faintly revealing the enchantment of the night fog, the slightly moist green tiles, the distant starlight, the gentle smile of the blindfolded old man, everyone's heartbeat, pulse, breathing, all steady and chaotic rhythms,
All absorbed into his ears.
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Duanshui asked calmly: "Nie'er, when did the heart that was once still show signs of beating?"
The old man stroked his beard and listened attentively. From the sound of the piano that penetrated his muscles and bones, he could hear Genie's subtle breath and heartbeat that were different from the past.
A lot of edge has faded away from the vigor.
Kong Ming's heart is a little more troubled.
How could the sword master with the supreme figure of swordsmanship and no emotional distress at all become like this?
"Ah! It's love." The blindfolded old man's sudden tone was as light as running water, like white mist curling up, slightly wet green tiles, gentle smile, and a kind of coldness lingering in his nose and breathing.
In the dim beam of light, Gai Nie's proud figure and eyes as quiet as a deep well make people want to get close to him, but they also seem to be separated by mountains and rivers.
At night, in the farmhouse's retreat, I gently entered the house, lifting up Duanmu Rong's hair hanging on her cheeks.
She held the door with one hand, shook it, and walked out with difficulty.
The cold night is destined to make it difficult to sleep peacefully.
Under the peach blossom tree, the petals floated in the whirling grace, swaying out of a river of light red sand, as if they were transported to the youth thousands of miles away.
When he left, he said:
The long story of destiny will eventually be written to completion. When that day comes, the cause and effect will be resolved, the grudges will be eliminated, and the remaining years will be just for one person and to protect one person...
Such a sentence made her show a gentle and unrepentant smile. For this sentence, she made a decision in her heart. No matter when the time comes to realize this promise, she will spend the rest of her life waiting, no matter the vicissitudes of life.
Regardless of whether the mountains and rivers are eternally silent, keep waiting...
"I am just a mortal after all." A mortal with feelings and love, flesh and blood, couldn't be simpler.
amp;#160;amp;#160; Under the dim light, Gai Nie, who is dressed in pale white, has a calm expression and a clear temperament. Although his face is a little pale, his voice is deep and clear, and he has a distant and reserved aura.
Duanshui raised the corners of his lips, half smiling:
"You are willing to fall into the world's love network, so you enter the realm controlled by the world of mortals?"
Gai Nie responded calmly:
"And you, are you willing to become a chess piece, to be manipulated at will, to decide life and death at will?" An unintentional chess piece, whose coming and going is not determined by yourself, and who pursues death at will.
"It's good to enter a war situation in the human world, so that there is no way to retreat, to become a pawn and a tool for killing people." There was no emotion in Duan Shui's tone, which was cold and concise.
In Gai Nie's amber eyes, a hint of sigh could be seen, but it was covered with indifference in a moment. He said sadly: "I remember that you still have an unfinished fate."
For many people, the fate that has been arranged is destined to be inevitable.
Duanshui tilted his head vaguely, and sighed vaguely: "Now, I am just a simple chess piece, a sharp sword, gathering and dispersing the setting sun, and a flash of blood. I have no heart, no feelings, and no
There is no longer any entanglement of fate.”
Being willing to be reduced to such a murderous sword is bound by a simple and clear definition, such as awakening from silence, sharpening from dullness, the sword is a murderous weapon, not afraid of winning or losing, not afraid of death.
Shisui's heart was empty, aging and ending like a puppet.
"Gai Nie, what a perfect prey!" A voice was as sharp as a sharp sword, a little evil and a little arrogant.
Gai Nie looked intently.
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The air suddenly became restless, and the gloom suddenly became a bit darker. Even at night, Genie could still see the evil smile of the young demon, which was light and airy, but suddenly made people feel a little chilled down the spine.
On the western outskirts of the attic, one of the Six Sword Slaves, Monster, from the moment he saw Gai Nie, the blood in his body began to boil, and too many emotions appeared on his face.
Gai Nie's penetrating gaze finally put away his sword. The young man raised the corners of his lips lightly and said coldly: "Sword Master, do you know? You have been my dream for many years."
Sword Master, two god-like words, demonstrates the power of the world and the prestige that resounds throughout the sky. It is like an insurmountable temple. The world is daunted and can only watch from a distance, but the alternative among the few people, but I want to go against the will of heaven and break the unreachable myth by myself.
But in an instant.
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The young man's voice was low and hoarse: "The perfect prey has become a butcher dog under my sword. My sword is about to reach its peak."
The demon's swords suddenly began to roar, the sword master's eyes became hungry and thirsty, and the light lip lines raised proudly.
One look and one attitude, ready to go.amp;#160;
amp;#160;Gai Nie clenched the hilt of the sword, his eyes dark and intense, full of deep emotions.
The figure of the lonely old man Duanshui stood silently. He reminded him seriously: "Nie'er, you should understand that you are facing more than one person at this moment."
Gai Nie glanced at the other four sword slaves with a solemn expression. Yes, the six people in Luo Wang had the same aura and connected actions. They had already compiled a seamless dragnet. Although there was only one person fighting against him at the moment, he didn't know what would happen next. At the right moment, the entire network will suddenly come into operation. At that time, the opponent will definitely launch a decisive blow.
The two swords of the demon waved gently, changing into a posture of preparing for an attack. The young man's feet gathered strength, and the restless power was released, and the two thin green tiles suddenly shattered.
coming!
Gai Nie's pupils suddenly expanded, his brows moved, and his expanded field of vision quickly captured the ethereal figure.
However, the young man who appeared in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Gai Nie was startled.
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So fast, the perfect combination of lightning speed and publicity of vitality, unpredictable, moving like a phantom...
Gai Nie concentrated, he pursed his lips, and his face gradually became cold and indifferent.
Using the extremely fast turning technique, the powerful internal force instantly charged into the wooden sword, and the light-colored sword force that was unleashed hit the steaming ancient sword that was coming down under pressure.
Bah...
The swords clashed, creating scattered sparks, which were extremely brilliant in the cold night.
The young man's face was just like the name of the sword he controlled. Between his strange movements, his captivating smile carried a bit of fiery malice.
In the other hand in the air, the second demon sword suddenly turned around and stabbed the opponent between the eyebrows.
"Bah!"
The sharp edge flashing in his pupils slanted across the sideburns he was avoiding.
Silently, a few wisps of black hair flew away quietly, like lights drifting away in the wilderness, one after another.
The young man's second sword failed, and then he turned sharply downward and launched a series of fierce attacks.
The thunder and lightning attack and defense began, and overflowing sparks lit up one after another. In an instant, the light points flickered in front of the eyes, as vast as the sea of stars.
The two swords swiped across the opponent's neck one after another, but they were just missed. The man always dodged quickly. A flash of annoyance suddenly flashed across the young man's brown face and dark eyes, and in an instant, they changed again.
It was extremely hot.
Can the Sword Master without Yuan Hong's help only let him experience such an unbearable state?
The man blindly defended and dodged, which made his restless heart very boring. Although the escape and pursuit between the strength gap can be regarded as the true love between the prey and the hunter, how can a prey that does not fight back and struggle make people's hearts surging?
In this case, it would be better to kill him with one blow.
The young man leaping into the air let out a roar, flew around and spun around, bringing up a fierce air current and slashing straight down with his angry swords.
Broken in an uproar.
The tiles that Gai Nie retreated from instantly turned into powder.
Gai Nie's heart was filled with sadness. The world of swordsmanship was indeed full of talents, and even young people were so shocking.
However, the destruction is not over yet.
The wind was extremely cold and the darkness of the night was as sharp as a knife.
The two demon swords, which were sharper than the darkness, cut through the air and green tiles in a scarlet form, breaking through the flying debris, approaching the retreating white figure with overwhelming force.
Finally, the white figure retreated under the eaves and beams, disappearing into the dull darkness.
I don't know why, but the continuous sound of destruction suddenly stopped, and everything was surprisingly quiet.
No one knows what happened there.
The young man was shocked for a moment, then fluttered away, his eyes flashing darkly like needles.
With his wild and sensitive sense of smell, he tracked the position of Ge Nie who was holding his breath in the darkness. Without any hesitation, he flew forward with a sword. Unexpectedly, when his sharp sword struck the wooden sword, it turned limp and limp.
It was reduced by half, and in a short period of time the two sides were stuck in a stalemate with only thrust.
Just when the young man snorted provocatively, a pair of cold and shining eyes opened from the darkness, staring at him like a thousand years of ice, but it made the monster feel more depressed than any other gaze.amp;#160;
The ears of the blindfolded old man outside the battle twitched slightly. Such silence and holding of breath suddenly made people's hearts palpitate, as if something beyond their control was about to happen.
At that moment, the young demon's eyes were in a trance. It wasn't until the night wind blew by that he quietly pinched his fingertips into his palms, and his eyes became clear and burning again.
Although the man opposite him was always on defense, he felt a heavy weight. This was different from all the prey in the past. Indeed, he was very different.
No matter how he obtained the reputation of Sword Master, and how he daunted swordsmen all over the world, even if he once thought of him lightly, but at this moment, he is just the prey in front of him, and will soon become the dead soul under his sword.
, just like those abominable guys in the past, the only way to reach the top is to kill them and walk on their bones. This is the meaning of survival.
Now, as long as he subdues this different prey, he will leap to another new realm.
"Uh...ah..."
The young man's accumulating sound suddenly increased, the blood in his body surged violently, and waves of expanding power burst out of his body. Scarlet Qi billowed out of the demon's swords.
At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly tightened its rhythm, like a waterfall pouring out, and as noisy as a torrential rain.
The cold eyes in the darkness were like a bottomless pool, dark and dark, with faint flickering waves, and seemed like a black vortex that could swallow everything.
Just when the young demon noticed something strange in the calm air across the way, he suddenly felt thunder exploding in his field of vision, and the scene in front of him turned pale.
Immediately afterwards, the wind was fierce and the clouds were unpredictable. Black air flowed into the deep sea, like hundreds of rivers. In the center of the storm, a giant dragon soared into the sky.
The young man Mu Di frowned, feeling the power of the giant dragon coming towards him, with a frightening and inexplicable power that he had never encountered before.
This is……
The strength of the sword master...
In the midst of retreat and struggle, such terrifying power was gathered.
The young man had no time to weigh the pros and cons in a short period of time, and subconsciously relied on resistance to push back. However, he suddenly discovered that Gai Nie's sword power, which he had gathered for a long time, had already pushed forward.
It was as if all the breath had solidified, and only a wooden sword flew out, moving like light and shadow, and everything in the world seemed to be torn open.
Everyone present opened their eyes wide and held their breath.
"Is this..." The young man at the forefront of the storm was a little stunned. There was a roar in his eardrums, and his voice was so dry that he could hardly speak. In shock, he could only grit his teeth and gather strength, and opened his swords to meet the situation.
"Hundred Steps Flying Sword".
The blindfolded old man's back had stiffened at some point, but his words were still calm and stubborn: "The current demons are no longer able to resist that sword, but..." How should Gai Nie make the next decision?
As soon as the flying sword came out, the dragon shook its head, dazzling everyone on the ground, and the sword condensed in the center made it even more difficult for others to intervene.
The young demon's face suddenly changed, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a needle.
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After many bloody storms, his situation had never been so affected, and at this moment, his reason seemed to be shaken.
Somewhere in the atrium, there was a painful beat.
That inexplicable position seems to have blocked some kind of fragile memory, vaguely unwilling and resentful, and it was washed away a little by the torrent, but you can't see it. What is it? What could it be?
This wild boy like a beast has no restrictions on his moves and his actions are unpredictable. But now, he has encountered the strongest opponent so far. He has gone far beyond the scope of prey. What awaits him seems to be
Some kind of ending that is already foreordained.
At this decisive moment.
At the same time, a huge carved sword named Zhengang let out a deep groan and suddenly split open a corner of the pavilion. The huge roof collapsed suddenly, rushing directly to Gao Jianli who was playing the piano with his eyes closed below.
The sound of the soul-carrying piano continues, washing away the sad melody. The dead body lies beside him peacefully, and the pale face still has the bruises of torture during his life. The requiem music has not yet ended, he
Never allow the lonely soul that has passed away to still be filled with sadness and despair.
His fingers firmly plucked the strings, and the ethereal melody spread to all directions.
Gao Jianli's expression gradually darkened. At this moment, what was in his mind?
In the prison city, he said this to Duanmu Rong, who stepped forward: "Someone once believed in him and entrusted his life to him... But what was the result?"
Such a result is heartbreaking and unbearable to look back on.
but……
Just do what you have to do and leave the rest to me.
That firm voice, that aloof back, like an oath engraved in the blood, is so soothing to people's hearts.
When he chose to continue playing the piano, Ge Nie, who was in attack mode, also made a choice.
The gloomy scenery changes rapidly, and time seems to have returned to the past.
An empty execution ground.
The north wind is biting and heart-breaking. Through the border fortress, the snowflakes flying all over the sky are flying lightly. When they fall to the ground, they are like nicotine. The dark bluestone ground is also infected with layers of uncontrollable chill.
"Those who know me well say that I am worried." It is said that in the vicissitudes of the world, it is difficult to find a close friend. He echoes the sound of the piano played by Juan Xiu, the same song of high mountains and flowing water, and the same dangerous situation encountered in it.
At that time, a man's voice and smile were imprinted deep in his memory: "Just play the piano, and leave the rest to me... When a man goes into battle to kill the enemy, he is accompanied by mountains and rivers. There have been a few people throughout the ages. It's true."
It’s a pleasure.”
At that time, if he and Kuang Xiu were friends who had never met, then he and Jing Ke were friends who had not known each other well but fought side by side in front of the Qin soldiers.
And now, the man he once hated the most...
The straight path of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword suddenly turned around, and the murderous sword force traversed the four fields, and finally turned into a rainbow blade, cutting straight into the shadow falling from above.
Liang Guan was swept by the sword energy, exploding into sparks in the air; tiles, the lightsaber broke into pieces the moment it came into contact with the energy sword, followed by the human body behind it.
Just when all the obstacles were dispersed from above, the figure of a masked man landed, wielding the Zhen Gang Ancient Sword with domineering power and slashing down.
When Qian Jun fired his shot, a white figure came vertically upwards.
Standing in the clear water, you wake up like a star, and your eyes are filled with red clouds reflecting the sunset.
Gai Nie clenched the wooden sword with both hands, and activated the waves of sword energy to collide with the Zhengang sword. Instantly, it exploded into demonic thunder and lightning. It seemed that everything in the world would bow its head under these two domineering forces.
After the dazzling scene faded, the masked man who was the leader of the snare organization retreated to the top of the solemn tall building. The bodies of Gao Jianli and Cook Ding below were not injured at all. Ge Nie had already slid back dozens of steps on the beam, only to
A deep crack was left on the surface of the remaining roof tiles.
The sound of the piano is gentle, as cold as the enchanting night, like the mist penetrating the ghosts, drifting farther and farther.
Gao Jianli's face looked so calm, and the various complex and bitter tastes surging in his heart were not revealed at all.
The man he once hated the most, the man he misunderstood, after going through many dangers and sharing life and death, is now a friend who no longer needs to be named by any words.
The last barrier between the two seemed to have quietly melted away at this time.
The noise in the young demon's ears disappeared, and the strong and dazzling firelight shone on his face for a long time. He squinted his eyes in a daze, and his mind, which was stunned, was gradually brought back by the calm atmosphere of the scene.
Just now, the exchange of glances between Baibu Feijian and Baibu Feijian seemed like an illusion.
His face was solemn, and he glared angrily at the masked man at the top of the tall building who "rashly" took action. As if he suddenly realized something, he hurriedly lowered his head and saw a scratch on the spider web pattern on his abdomen. Although
There was no bleeding inside the body, but it was enough to make him furious and he looked at Gai Nie bitterly.
In the cold wind, that arrogant back seemed like a high mountain, an unattainable realm.
Anger and sadness were mixed together. He looked at Gai Nie with dark eyes, his eyebrows were furrowed, his lip lines were so tight that they turned white, and an even wilder and fierce light emitted from his dark eyes.