Chilechuan,

Under the Yin Mountain,

The sky is like a dome,

Covering the surrounding areas.

The sky is clear,

Wild and vast,

Cows and sheep can be seen in the windblown grass.

This Northern Dynasties folk song "Chile Song" sings about the scenery of Yinshan Mountain. This endless grassland holds up the blue sky in September. The grass continues to grow higher than the saddle. Midsummer is the best season in Yinshan Mountain.

The gentle breeze blows and the sky is clear. The dry wind of Yinshan Mountain is refreshing and very pleasant.

Under the clear sky, on the official road to Shanyu Duhufu, two horses came galloping, one male and one female. Although the two were dressed in civilian clothes, they could not hide the heroic spirit between their brows. The man was in front, and the woman was behind.

The two horses rode the breeze and ran towards the Shan Yu Dao Protector's Mansion.

The man looked back with a smile. The woman was twenty years old, and there was still a little sadness in her eyes, but it melted under the clear breeze and the clear sky. Her beautiful face smiled, which seemed to be more brilliant than the peonies in Luoyang. The two of them looked at each other.

Enjoy the scenery of the grassland where the grass grows and the orioles fly, while whipping up the horses.

There was a mountain pass in front of him. The man suddenly tightened his reins and waved his hand to stop the woman who was following him. He straightened his back and stood on his horse, staring at the pass. Three big men were already standing in the empty pass.

One was holding a long-handled machete, and there were several iron rings as big as bowls on the back of the knife. He slammed the machete to the ground, and the iron rings made a clanging sound, cutting through the breeze!

The machete stands in the middle of the pass. On the left is a big man holding a mace, and on the right is an archer. The bow in his hand is as thick as a wrist, and it is a strong bow that no one can draw.

The three of them were all dressed in Northern clothing, with bare shoulders and muscular bodies. They stood at the pass, staring at the man and woman opposite.

The woman said: "Brother Cheng, there seems to be some trouble." The man nodded and said: "What Sister Ting said is that if you dare to go deep into our Shanyu Dao defense zone, you must be a master of the enemy." He grabbed the hilt of the sword and looked ahead.

The three of them took a breath and said with a smile: "Are they friends from the Yinshan Mountains? Cheng Wuting, the general of Shan Yudao, is here!"

The machete also raised his head and laughed loudly: "I'm waiting for you! The Five Heroes of Yinshan finally didn't miss it!" He pursed his lips and blew a whistle, and Cheng Wuting heard the sound of a gong behind him, followed by the sound of a harp.

Two people walked out of the grass dozens of feet behind.

The man holding the gong, with his messy hair floating in the wind, no different from weeds, just opened his fingers and played the music on the gong without raising his head. The man holding the gong played another sound along with his music.

, chanted: "The sky is vast and the fields are vast -"

The three people on the pass also opened their voices and sang: "The wind blows and the grass is low, and the cattle and sheep can be seen——"

Their voices are rough and wild, even a little out of tune, but they have an infectious appeal, like wild horses galloping on the grassland. In particular, the music of the konghou is like countless flying arrows, piercing the eardrums!

He actually used a folk song sung by the locals as a killing trick and made it into a sound arrow that can kill people!

Cheng Wuting said in a low voice: "The Five Guests from Yinshan are indeed extraordinary!" Pei Ting also felt that the music of the harp and harp had an inner power that touched people's hearts, and she frowned to resist the music.

The gong player did not raise his head, but kept strumming the strings with both hands. Every time a note jumped out from the strings, it was like a big invisible hand shot out, making the wormwood on both sides of the road bend down! The sand gong monster slammed the gong hammer, and the second tone

When they coincided, they actually broke off the nearby wormwood clumps one by one!

The three people on the pass still felt that it was not enough, so they started dancing, clashing their weapons against each other, and they were in perfect harmony with the singing.

The woman said: "If it weren't for the murderous intent contained in the sound of the piano, I would really appreciate it, haha." Cheng Wuting said in a deep voice: "Mei Ting, be careful, these five people are famous in the north of Yinshan Mountain, masters of the Qinba Mountain tribe, so they must not be underestimated.

." Pei Ting nodded.

Cheng Wuting and Pei Ting watched the five people from afar, holding on to their swords. They were waiting for the moment when the song ended and the five monsters launched their attack!

Sure enough, the konghou guest released his hands, and the music suddenly stopped with a broken string. The machete had already rushed down the pass. He raised the machete high, and the machete shone with golden light in the sun. Behind him, the mace also waved its double sticks,

Working in tandem with the machete, we headed straight for Cheng Wuting!

Behind him, the sand gong guest suddenly raised his hand and threw the sand gong forward. Five small sand gongs as small as saucers flew out of the sand gong! The sound of breaking through the air was sharp, whoosh, whoosh.

The harp player made a cone with his two fingers and plucked a string with all his strength. What came out of the harp was no longer musical sound, but empty, soul-stirring sound arrows. Every sound was aimed at Cheng Wuting.

Others couldn't feel it, but Cheng Wuting felt the power of the Konghou guest's fingers. Every sound of the string was like a master slapping him on the back of the head. The Konghou guest was attacking his hearing with sound, trying to interfere with his sanity.

At this time, the machete had already used a move that covered the sky and covered the sky. The machete dug into the gravel road, and a handful of gravel shot out quickly, and people flew towards it!
Chapter completed!