Volume 1, Chapter 1083: Morning Dew Blowing the Zither
Chapter 1083: Morning Dew and Flute
This is the gap in strength. If someone points his finger from afar, he has no strength to resist. What was even more unlucky was that the three commanders were trapped, and the commander came to rescue him. He was hit and fell straight down, but no one paid attention to him, allowing him to fall from everyone's eyes like a shooting star. Mr. Wang originally wanted to save him, but firstly he was worried about the morning dew, and secondly, the commander launched an attack. He had to respond to the enemy and had no time to pay attention, so he just let him fall and ignored him.
There are not many people around Zhang Ai. Except for Mr. Wang, the gods on Xiguan's side are all thinking about rescuing the three trapped commanders. The other three prophets on Mr. Wang's side must be cautious in dealing with the enemy. It is absolutely correct. People care about him, so Zhang is afraid of leaving the battlefield in a very unlucky way.
But fortunately, there are always people who care about him. When Mr. Wang asked him to come out, Taohua was watching from behind the curtain and suddenly saw him being knocked unconscious. At that time, he wanted to go over and save him. Unfortunately, he had no strength and could still float in the air. He was really unable to fly and it was impossible to catch up with him. Zhang was frightened by the heavy blow. Then he watched Zhang Ping fall like a meteor, and with a whoosh, he was gone.
After spending half her life wandering around, it was easy to find someone she liked a little bit, and she could live happily with her. And this person was very, very good to her, and they could have continued to get along with her! But this person suddenly disappeared. In just a moment, he disappeared from her eyes. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and she didn't know where she was going. She was extremely anxious in her heart. What could she do if she was anxious again?
Chao Lu was equally anxious as her. When she discovered that Zhang was afraid of being beaten away, Chao Lu was not as nervous as Tao Hua. Her face only moved, and then she calmed down, with a look of determination in her eyes.
So I heard beautiful music suddenly coming from the battlefield, playing resoundingly in the starry sky.
At this time, the commander temporarily suppressed the bright starry sky with one finger, waiting for the people behind him to take the opportunity to rescue the three commanders. However, the three prophets were not in a hurry and made no noise. They allowed the bright starry sky to dim and stood quietly behind the three commanders, waiting for the enemy to enter the space they controlled before killing them.
Just when both sides were making moves, the sound of the piano sounded, shocking everyone.
The starry sky cannot transmit sound, but this piece of music can clearly ring in the ears of many experts. It is not only clear, but also beautiful. The movement of just one string has attracted everyone's attention and looked in the direction where the music came from.
Among the three dragon chariots protected by hundreds of guards, the bead curtain of the second dragon chariot moved automatically without wind. As the beautiful music spread, the bead curtain seemed to be alive, jumping gracefully, up, down, or Left or right, conveys the beauty of the music. And between the beating of the bead curtain, a person in the chariot was vaguely revealed. It was a graceful and beautiful figure, playing the piano with all his heart.
The music was so melodious that the four prophets and the gods of Xiguan forgot about fighting at this moment, and only looked blankly at the dragon chariot and the blurry figure in the dragon chariot.
Even the most powerful masters in the starry sky were attracted by the sound of the piano, not to mention the tens of thousands of warriors from the two tribes who were fighting fiercely. One by one, they forgot about the fight for the time being and all looked at the dragon chariot in the distance.
The music is so beautiful that no one wants to end it. Everyone is immersed in it, feeling the beauty they expected, and recalling every bit of the past. It seems, isn't this what we want?
Chaolu had played the piano countless times, and this time it took the most effort. Every time her fingers moved, the color on her face would decrease by one point. The longer she played, the more the color would decrease. Soon, she seemed to have been smoked. Dried blood, whole body turned white.
Now she is very angry, so angry that she wants to vent even if she kills herself, so she is venting.
As the music becomes more and more immersed in everyone's heart, everyone becomes unable to extricate themselves and do not want to wake up to the music. But at this time, the music changed, from soothing and joyful to sad and lingering. At this time, someone in the third dragon chariot was also playing the harp.
The music played by Chaolu was so beautiful, and the sounds of nature were not as beautiful as it. No one wanted her to stop, so no one spoke at this time, and no one dared to bring an instrument to join in the fun.
But the people in the third dragon chariot dared to play the piano at this time. The sounds blended harmoniously into the music played by Chao Lu, as if they had always been together. Not only the people were like this, The same is true for the sound of music. The two sounds of the piano perfectly merge into one place, doubling the sorrow, making the lingering endless, and affecting everyone's thoughts.
No one would think about who the person playing the piano was, and no one would think about why the sound of their piano could be heard in the starry sky. Everyone was just intoxicated, intoxicated by the beautiful sound, and did not want to wake up for a long time.
But sweet dreams are easy to wake up from, and the sad and lingering music brings everyone into a sad state, making everyone feel depressed and sad together. Unexpectedly, the timbre jumped, the music style changed, and the music suddenly made waves.
Two of the most beautiful pianos in the world, two of the best musicians in the world, playing two of the most beautiful pieces of music in the world. The two pieces of music were originally perfectly combined, but at this moment, someone's piano played an overtone first. It was high-pitched and clear, and the clang directly hit everyone's hearts.
Everyone was shocked when another piano also played a high note, which was no longer integrated with the original music, as if it was going to fight. From this point on, the two pieces of music no longer blend perfectly, but each has its own style, as if they are competing against each other.
If ordinary people fight against each other, then let's fight, no matter whether you live or die? However, the two people playing the piano made everyone reluctant to give up and even fearful. Each piece of music is a unique sound when listened to alone, and it is indescribably beautiful. Whether it is happiness or sadness, it is entangled in your heart, making you unable to forget it, nor want to forget it nor let it go.
But these two extremely beautiful sounds began to fight, making it impossible to choose which one to listen to.
The two pieces of music were played together, and the two extremely beautiful sounds began to fight, making everyone uncomfortable. Everyone looked around in confusion, not knowing what was going on. They wanted to ask clearly, but didn't know who to ask. Although the person playing the piano was not far away, no one went over to ask. They would rather endure many misunderstandings and fears than interrupt the most perfect music in the world.
They didn't want to interrupt the music, but the music interrupted itself. In the extremely beautiful sound, it seemed that every note could be seen, vivid and could be touched. But no one reached out to touch it, because they were afraid that if they touched it, the sound of the piano would be messy.
The two pieces of music had two timbres, and there were two different notes flickering gently in the air. And the two timbres were fighting each other, as if you could see the two different notes of different colors forming an army, shouting and fighting to one place, just like the two tribes of soldiers fighting under Xiguan just now, fighting to the death.
The music was entangled, and they began to fight each other, so the style of the music changed again, becoming sharp and screaming, quite miserable.
This change was unexpected by tens of thousands of people in front of Xiguan. No matter what, they could not have imagined that the sound would become so bloody and terrifying. They felt that they had fallen into a devil's cave, with killings everywhere and bones everywhere.
Just when most of the soldiers were confused, dozens of soldiers were too deeply tempted by the music, forgetting where they were, thinking that they were really in hell, and picked up magic weapons to kill their companions. They killed people without purpose, just wanted to kill, and did not ask whether they were enemies or friends.
But this killing was successful. Most of the people around them were immersed in the music, guessing why the music had changed so much. What they did not expect was that they had lost their lives while guessing.
Someone killed someone, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, and the music became even more chaotic at this time. The two pianos seemed to be two battle formations, directing the notes to fight. The people who listened to the music may have some insights or sympathy. Seeing the two pianos fighting, they wanted to persuade them to stop but didn't know how to do it. And the chaos outside was endless, and the whole person became more hesitant.
There were casualties among the men of the two tribes. The commander and the four prophets knew that it was not good. If it continued, this place would become a killing field, a killing field without reason and without enemies. The five people only looked at each other and reached a rare consensus quickly to stop the music and lead the troops to retreat.
They didn't care about casualties or the lives of their men, but they must absolutely prohibit chaotic and meaningless killing! At this time, Mr. Wang returned to his normal height and joined forces with the four prophets to set up the formation. Then he heard a crane cry suddenly coming from this bright starry sky. The sound was high and clear, penetrating the music played by the two pianos, which startled everyone and woke up from the music one after another.
This crane cry sounds simple, just a call, but in fact it takes a lot of effort. Not only do they have to break the lingering piano sound, but they also have to be wary of the gods of Xiguan who will take the opportunity to attack them. So when the crane cry, the four prophets retreated one after another, leaving this bright starry sky, waiting for Xiguan to withdraw troops, and waiting for their own soldiers to evacuate safely.
Because the chaos just now caused a lot of damage to the soldiers on both sides, the commander-in-chief didn't want to fight with the four prophets anymore, and honestly withdrew his troops according to the proposal just now. Among them, the three commanders who took the most advantage were the three commanders. Their lives were originally in danger, but because of the unexpected piano sound, both sides were in chaos and survived.
At this time, the piano sound had stopped. After the crane cry just now, the two pianos no longer made any sound. It was also because the piano sound disappeared that the many soldiers who woke up would obey the order and retreat in an orderly manner. Soon, the soldiers were divided into two places, looking at each other across the bright starry sky.
Now there is no fighting, it is time to deal with the next problem, what is the piano sound.
Mr. Wang walked towards the dragon chariot first. This was his chariot, and he should be the first to check it. At this time, the music stopped, and the bead curtain stopped dancing and fell straight down, as if nothing had happened.
Soon he came to the chariot, raised his hand and gently lifted the bead curtain, then froze in front of the curtain for a long time without saying a word.
He was in a daze, and the feminine young man floated over. After looking at the situation in the chariot, he sighed and said, "You are really capable. You actually hid such a powerful killing weapon."
The pure white woman in the chariot became even whiter, like snow, and her whole body was bloodless, looking very cold.
Before this moment, no one knew whether Chaolu's blood was white or red, because the first feeling when seeing her was that you could see through her heart, which was white. But at this moment, Mr. Wang knew that Chaolu's blood was red, bright red, splashing on the chariot wall, on the brocade fur, and on the piano.
And Chaolu just faced inward, lying quietly on the piano, so that people could not see her face.