Su Zimu became more playful and started to improvise a tune.
This exercise is good. It can be practiced and entertained at the same time. It is much more interesting than simply practicing.
But when he first started practicing, every change in the note required repeated changes in the size of the current. He was stumbling through the steps of the wild tune, which was only slightly better than playing cotton. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't hear what the tune was.
It's easier said than done. If you want to play a piece of music smoothly, it's not as easy as you think.
However, Su Zimu is not someone who gives up easily. He has no shortage of time at the moment, and he is enjoying himself as he concentrates on studying and trying.
Occasionally, a flash of inspiration sent electricity to the fingertips, and there was a crackling sound between the two fingers, and tiny arcs of electricity were released.
Although he could only jump on his fingertips and was of no use at all, Su Zimu felt like he had discovered a new world and was laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
I was just an ordinary person one day ago, but now I can discharge electricity from my fingertips. Isn’t it worth being happy for such an obvious improvement?
Two guards outside the house heard something moving in the execution room and rushed in immediately.
Su Zimu immediately stopped practicing. The two guards searched for a long time but found nothing unusual, so they went out confused.
After a while, the noise started again, and the two rushed in again, but still found nothing.
This happened over and over again, making the two guards so nervous that they almost thought they had encountered a ghost in the middle of the night.
The two guards were not stupid, and they guessed that the problem might lie with Su Zimu, but Su Zimu's clothes and pants were torn to pieces by the whip, and his limbs were tightly fixed on the torture frame. They had no ability to do anything.
He started muttering again.
Just when the two guards were suspicious, a figure quietly approached under the cover of night.
The man's movements were light and nimble, like light smoke or mist, sneaking in the shadows and almost no one could see him. He successfully approached the torture chamber and hid in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.
After a moment, the two guards cursed and entered the execution room again.
Chance!
The man suddenly rushed forward, Senhan's sword flashed, and the two guards fell softly.
Su Zimu was stunned and his mind was in a mess.
The man glanced at Su Zimu, flashed a cold light, made two clanging sounds, and swung his sword to cut off the iron chain that locked Su Zimu. The broken iron chain fell to the ground with a clatter.
A quick and familiar voice appeared: "Where's my dad!"
"Miss Ning?" Su Zimu was shocked and instinctively covered his vital parts... Wu Laoer was lying to me from the beginning!
Xu Ning was extremely anxious: "Brother Su, do you know where my father is?"
"What kind of Lingzhufang did you give me?" Su Zimu said.
Xu Ning took a breath: "What?"
Su Zimu was secretly surprised and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with Lingzhufang?"
Xu Ning turned around and left: "You should run away quickly, otherwise you will have no chance!" Before she finished speaking, she had already left the execution room.
Su Zimu immediately became anxious: "Hey, Miss Ning, don't abandon me!" He took a few steps and rushed out. However, in just a matter of seconds, Xu Ning had disappeared without leaving even a shadow.
Gone, just left like this?
The night wind blew by, and the sky was desolate, just like his state of mind at the moment.
He didn't even know where he was. He was unfamiliar with the place and didn't have any cultivation skills. How could he escape? Where should he escape?
At the very least, you should give me some direction first!
Are all the people in the world so careless?
Alas, forget it, the matter is over, let’s escape first!
Su Zimu was still naked at the moment. He neatly took off the guard's clothes and put them on reluctantly. He also accidentally found a few taels of silver and put them all in his arms.
I don’t feel panic when I have money in my pocket, I feel at ease!
There's a fly in the ointment, it's the first time I take off someone's clothes, and it turns out she's not a cute young lady. It's really his grandma's bad luck!
Full of grief and indignation, Su Zimu walked out of the execution room with the guard's knife. He looked around and saw darkness, with only the dim light cast by the swaying wind lamp under the eaves.
Su Zimu gritted his teeth: Damn, just go away!
He didn't have Xu Ning's ability, so instead of wasting time by hiding, he might as well walk openly.
As expected, although he met several waves of people along the way, no one doubted his identity. Even if he looked strange, they just regarded him as a newcomer, and no one doubted his identity at all.
When no one is around, Su Zimu wants to fly, but when he meets someone, he will immediately pretend to be nonchalant. If he meets someone, he will take the initiative to nod and say hello.
It's hard to say how good her acting skills are, but she's really brave.
After turning around several times in a row, but still unable to find a way out of the house, Su Zimu broke into a cold sweat.
Damn it, this damn place is too big, right?
I just happened to find a young boy who was alone, so I just didn't do anything and dragged him into the darkness.
Pulling out his saber and putting it on the man's neck, Su Zimu lowered his voice: "Be honest, what's the way out!"
"Hero, spare your life..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's make it clear and I will spare your life!"
The boy trembled and pointed in a direction. Without saying a word, Su Zimu punched the boy unconscious... There had been too many changes in the past two days, and he couldn't control his strength. A bruise immediately appeared on the boy's head.
A bowl-sized bag.
Fortunately, there was no problem with his breathing. It looked like he wouldn't be able to wake up for a while. Su Zimu dragged him into a dark place and hid him. He looked in the right direction and walked quickly.
I thought the dawn was just around the corner, but not long after, I got really lost again.
Su Zimu was so angry that he was planning to find another unlucky guy to ask for directions when suddenly there was the sound of heavy footsteps in front of him.
He was startled, and he ducked into the flowers on the roadside.
The whole process was incredibly fast, the movements were quick and light, like a slippery fish, and the patch of flowers didn't even sway much.
Just after hiding here, seven or eight people walked out of the Moon Gate, and the stars were protecting a familiar figure like the moon.
Su Zimu took a look and thought, oh, isn't this Wu Zongxian?
This is really like sleeping on a pillow. It's not that enemies don't get together. Whether they can escape today depends on this trembling!
Su Zimu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and quietly took a sprinting preparation posture. After getting ready, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Wu Zongxian with his falcon-like eyes.
Hu, who was following Wu Zongxian closely, seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned around and looked at the flowers: "Who is it?"
"Your ancestor!" There was a loud shout, flowers and leaves flew, and a figure jumped out of the flowers like a ghost, slamming away the guard blocking the way.
The guard spewed blood from his mouth and nose and whirled to the ground. He groaned softly and slashed at Wu Zongxian with his sharp sword.
Wu Zongxian's pupils shrank sharply, he turned his wrist to reveal the folding fan, and with a slight click, the fine iron waist knife broke from it. He pushed it forward smoothly, and the folding fan pointed directly at the Suzi screen door.
Without thinking much in the flash of lightning, Su Zimu threw out half of his waist knife, and his five fingers formed into claws and struck Wu Zongxian's throat.
Wu Zongxian's folding fan turned over, making three soft pop-pop sounds, and poked three bloody holes in Su Zimu's arm. The blood immediately flew out, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.
Second Young Master Wu thought that these blows would break the opponent's bones, but he didn't want to just poke three bloody holes. His face suddenly changed and he secretly screamed something bad.
Su Zimu endured the severe pain, and without evading his arms, he passed through the layers of fan shadows and pinched Wu Zongxian's throat.
