"Why are you willing to work for an ambitious person? You are all very accomplished people. If you use it in the right way, you will probably benefit many people, right?"
Yunlou Chaoyue sighed.
"Shut up, witch!"
The Huqin musician shouted coldly: "Twenty years ago, Yunlou Qingshu took advantage of the old city lord's death and started a rebellion. An illegitimate son born by a concubine actually usurped the leadership of Yunlou! Now he claims that the old city lord's legitimate son Qingxi Your Highness is a traitor, aren't you afraid of the world's ridicule?"
The musician holding the pipa laughed, with a voice as gentle as a woman: "Besides, you are not even Yunlou Qingshu's daughter. How can a faker be qualified to judge our lords? Don't think that I don't know. From one year on, Starting from before, the real princess, Her Royal Highness, was no longer in Yunlou City. Yunlou Qingshu was so scheming. His biological daughter disappeared, so he found a fake to take her place. She went to Angelou openly as an envoy, but secretly secretly Send people to look for clues... If it wasn't to find her this time, why would I send you here?"
Yunlou Chaoyue listened silently, and after a long time she seemed to understand, and nodded: "I heard that Eunuch Chang, who originally went into exile overseas with Yunlou's celebration, also appeared here. I still can't believe it. It turns out that you are too. Looking for her..."
She paused, and a trace of regret flashed in her indifferent eyes:
"Then I can't keep you here."
"Shameless talk!"
Old grandma, no, we can no longer call her old grandma. On her body, the wandering animal face roared silently, and a sharp blade suddenly popped out from five fingers, turning into wolf claws, towards Yunlou Chaoyue. Caught in the face:
"Look, I'll pick out your little evildoer's eyes first!"
Yunlou Chaoyue raised her head and stared at the whizzing claws. Her long eyelashes flickered gently. There was no fear in her clear eyes, just a compassionate gaze.
Silently, the sharp claws of the wolf-turned-woman froze, and there was only a thin line between them, unable to move in or out.
"It's justice and honor again. Are these things really that important?" Yunlou Chaoyue looked around the three of them and asked softly: "You have killed so many people because of it, and you will also kill yourself."
"What are you waiting for! Take action! Kill this witch!"
The wolf girl scratched and attacked frantically, but the iron claws rubbed against the air, unable to move forward even an inch, only sparks flying.
No words are needed, the musician holding the pipa is already stroking the instrument with his hands, making it sound sonorously!
In an instant, it seemed like a long wind swept across the entire alley.
…
The scorching wind swept in from the void, blowing wildly with the sound of the pipa. The wind carried manic heat, driving away the sound of the ocean tide and water vapor, and instantly pulled the alley into the scorching desert. middle.
A majestic sunset rose from the long wind, exuding scorching brilliance, and an image of a waning moon rose from the other side, so cold, but like a flame, burning people's hearts.
In the scorching heat blown by the long wind, the sound of war horses suddenly neighed.
In the alley, the hundreds-of-year-old blue bricks on the ground suddenly shattered and cracked. On them, the marks of iron hoofs were as clear as a galloping war horse.
The sound of iron hooves was like thunder, and with the sound of pipa, there were explosions.
-"General Order"!
In the hands of the musician, the pipa strings are scattered and fluctuated, and the crisp sound is like the collision of swords, full of murderous reverberations. Just as he was playing, above the empty hoof marks, strong winds danced wildly, and flying sand filled the sky.
In the void, the sound of war horses neighing became louder and louder.
Until finally, dozens of black shadows broke through the yellow sand and hurricane, flying across the void, and real iron hooves stepped on the crushed blue bricks, turning them into powder of destruction.
On top of the giant black horse wearing a heavy vest is a figure that looks like an evil ghost.
Their bodies were burning with karma fire from the desert, and the karma fire turned into pitch-black armor, burning vigorously on their bodies. In the fire of karma, they panted greedily, swallowing fire powder, as if they were galloping out of hell.
They roared in the fierce wind, and even the setting sun and the waning moon were shattered by the roar.
At this moment, in this narrow alley, sixteen ghost cavalry were charging forward, advancing like an iron wall. In his hand, the sharp blade cut through the masonry on the wall, leaving tragic marks and debris flying.
Swords clash, iron hooves gallop!
The black cavalry turned into a sea tide, emerged from the void, and swept towards the direction of Yunlou Chaoyue. Wherever it passed, bricks and stones shattered, stone dust flew into the air, and even the air was torn apart by the scorching murderous intent.
The sound of the harp is hidden in the clang of the cavalry, just like the resentment in the long night, entangling from all directions, turning into a trap that cannot be avoided.
It's like thousands of affections are wrapped around the body, and they are constantly cut and confused. It not only restrains the body, but also acts on the girl's mind, making her seven emotions blazing, her six desires rolling, forgetting where she is, and immersed in the invasion like a demon seizing her body.
In the midst of this internal and external attack, Yunlou Chaoyue silently stared at the entangled love threads around her, the ecstasy and bone-crushing Foehn wind blowing in her face, and the Asuras moving in and out of the wind.
She closed her eyes, sighing silently as if regretful.
collapse!
collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! ! ! !
In an instant, endless cracking sounds were heard, and they overlapped in the same place, turning into a roar like a bell!
The thread of love is broken and dissipated. The foehn wind stopped and dissipated. The cavalry stopped and dissipated...
All the effects of the ether were forcibly dispelled at this moment, as if there were invisible hands reaching down from the sky, taking away the power of the ether from the hands of these mortals who had crossed the limit, and taking control of it in their own hands.
This is called Taiyi!
Such a huge amount of ether manipulation made Yunlou Chaoyue's complexion suddenly turn pale, but as she waved her hand, the ether gathered in the wind and turned into a vortex, like the accumulation of rain clouds, with thunder and lightning rolling in it.
Thunder exploded in the air, making the three of them look pale.
As Yunlou Chaoyue waved his hand, Kui drums roared in the sky, stirring up thunder. The irons struck each other, causing lightning to burst out. The towering copper bell suppresses all etheric changes. Da Lu is melodious and displays endless power.
Those completely different musical instruments overlap each other, and they are so distinct, with the majesty and solemnity of performing metaphors, pressing the mind. Just the aftermath is shocking to the soul and makes one unable to control himself.
It hasn't even started yet, but just the interpretation of the prologue has already made the three of them completely lose all ability to resist.
This is no longer a level that one person can achieve, and it has nothing to do with ability. In the West, this is a profound field that requires the coordination of multiple musicians - "symphony".
In the East, this is the violent scepter wielded by the Nine Royal Musicians.
What was terrifying was not only the power and talent shown by Yunlou Chaoyue, but also the majestic melody coming from the void. That kind of aura that is as high as heaven and never ending...
This is the sound of the imperial way that fully embodies the way of "change".
"—"Da Shao"!?"
The Pipa man whispered in astonishment: "Is that Da Shao?"
"What's going on? Isn't it true that only the blood descendants of Yunlou can activate the 'Artifact Emperor Jun'?!" The Huqin musician took a step back and his expression changed:
"It's obviously a fake! Why can she..."
"You come here and want to kill me. For justice or something greater, I can understand and agree."
In the majestic sound of the emperor's way, the voice of Yunlou Chaoyue came.
Even the sound of the heaven and earth cracking and the stars moving couldn't cover up her whisper. This is the power of "Tai Yi". There is no other will except mine!
Surrounded by thunder clouds, her eyes looked regretful:
"It's just that from the beginning, you haven't thought clearly...who I am."
…
At that moment, the three of them seemed to understand something, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
In Hongzhong Dalu, Yunlou Chaoyue's fingers slipped silently, and thunder clouds and lightning enveloped everything.
In an instant, all sounds disappeared.
Even the thunder disappeared and became silent.
There was only darkness in the alley, the darkness was surging, the electric light was galloping, and occasionally a dazzling light shined through the thick clouds, which was shocking.
Among the black clouds, there seemed to be a dragon cruising around, occasionally revealing its ferocious horns.
—Da Shao Sequence: Robbery of Ashes!
After a moment, the black clouds dissipated and the lightning disappeared.
There was only a hint of ash floating in the air. Ashes were flying like gray-white snow.
In the snow, Yunlou Chaoyue looked back indifferently, staring at the silent enemy.
The three musicians were still standing there, as if they had turned into clay and wood sculptures, motionless. The visions that entangled them disappeared, whether it was clouds, ghosts, or beast-faced fighting... Because the resonance with the world was forcibly cut off, the visions disappeared.
For a long time, the corners of the Huqin musician's mouth raised with difficulty, as if he was laughing at himself, so a tragic gap appeared on his face.
"Yunlou's dragon blood... will never be wrong."
He whispered softly: "It's the real thing."
At this moment, he finally understood that the so-called "missing princess" was just a rumor created by the old thief Yunlou Qingshu to lure out his lord.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
His body began to crumble and crack, melting into the ashes and snow that filled the sky.
"Hate, hate!"
The pipa musician sobbed softly and followed closely behind.
The musician who turned into an old woman said nothing, just stared at Yunlou Chaoyue's cheek in silence. When he was about to die, his eyes seemed to soften, no longer gloomy and crazy.
She opened her mouth and murmured something softly, then her body collapsed and turned into ashes.
Everything returns to silence.
In the swirling ashes of snow, Yunlou Chaoyue fell silent. She heard clearly the last words of the old woman.
Maybe it was her heart that had really softened after being together for the past few days, or maybe it was the blur of consciousness before she died... Maybe she didn't hate this rebel princess from the beginning.
She said, "Your Highness, please take this seriously."
Yunlou Chaoyue lowered her head and lowered her lonely eyes.
…
In the silence, she seemed to feel something, and looked at the high wall beside her, as if she saw the white-haired girl again through the wall.
"Are you leaving?" she asked softly.
For a long time, no one responded on the other side of the high wall. But Yunlou Chaoyue's gaze did not waver from beginning to end. Perhaps because he understood the meaning of the other party's silence, Yunlou Chaoyue sighed softly.
"Without your acquiescence and 'recruitment', 'Da Shao' would have no effect. Bai Xi, stop hiding, it was 'Emperor Jun' who sensed you."
As if listening to the girl's long breathing, Chaoyue asked softly:
"are you OK?"