Chapter 706 Pursuing All Beings, Slaughtering Purgatory
The sound of the piano is like the sparkling waves on the lake, coming in waves.
It is sad and sad, and the listener sheds tears, as if he is reminded of the unknown sourness in the story.
Qingge's movement to forcefully activate the thunder calamity froze——
She raised her eyes and looked into the distance. There seemed to be a yellow storm rolling up in the distant Mobei. In the endless scenery, a figure slowly walked out between the sky and the earth.
Boom!
The sound became tragic and majestic, the majestic sound of Yongmen Guqin was deafening, and even the bone marrow and soul were trembling violently.
The people on the hills of Mobei seem to be on the battlefield, fighting in the south and north. The heroic warriors have created this peaceful and prosperous age with their flesh and blood.
Suddenly, the tone dropped, clear and sweet.
Qingge's eyes moved slightly, and the scene in front of her was spinning. The figure in the distance seemed to come from the gap in time. She was elegant and noble, but cruel and murderous. She seemed to see, in the ice and snow, a noble beauty holding a red string harp.
Sitting on the top of the mountain, facing the sun and moon, ambushed from all sides.
The sound of the piano is like a violent storm.
It has been snowing heavily for many years, and the beauties on the mountain had their hair turned white. The moment he looked back, Qing Ge saw a face that was exactly the same as his own.
While shocked, the nerves in Qingge's brain felt as if someone had used a sharp knife to severely provoke him.
Qingge suddenly woke up and looked towards Xia Su, only to see that the sound of the piano rose loudly and the exquisite dagger in Xia Su's hand instantly shattered into pieces.
Xia Su subconsciously looked back and saw the Queen of the Far North and more than three hundred villains on the chair, all looking at the same place.
At the same time, the burly man whose face had been healed by Qing Ge using the Immortal Flower opened the dungeon and released Fu Xi, Lin Chong and countless prisoners in the prison.
Walking to the Mobei hills, the sun was scorching, as hot as fire. Fuxi stood in the blue sun, looked into the distance, and immediately closed his eyes, enjoying the sounds of nature.
The top of the clouds transformed into thousands of beasts.
In the desert, the yellow smoke rolled like the waves of the sea. A woman dressed in snow-white clothes held a piano in one hand and played the strings in the other. She walked gracefully towards this side without any hurry or slowness.
The strings of Fuxi Qin are scarlet, as if dyed with fresh and sticky blood.
The woman was tall and slender, with soft black hair that was lifted up by the strong wind in an instant.
There is a beautiful woman in the north. She looks at the country of Qingren and then the city of Qingren.
Under the soft veil, there is a looming beauty, exquisite facial features, a face as cold as frost, and eyes like a clear pool inlaid on the face. Wherever it passes, the cold wind howls.
"The God of Music——"
The Queen of the Far North smiled, then turned murderous, "Come on, kill her!"
Immediately, more than three hundred villains rushed towards the God of Music, and the vast earth continued to tremble.
In the mountains of Mobei, Qingge's limbs are shackled.
The sight of her and the beauty connected in the wind and dust.
There seemed to be a solitary goose flying across the sky. The beauty, who was about to be surrounded by more than three hundred villains, had a smile on her ice-like face. Her delicate eyes looked deeply at Qing Ge.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were not even half as good as hers.
Ye Qingcheng stood on a high hillside, staring at the gentle singing behind the group of villains, and the unsteady heart in her chest was beating non-stop at this moment.
With a snap of his fingers, three hundred villains came over like a gust of wind.
They were holding sharp knives in their hands. Ye Qingcheng was standing on the hillside. Suddenly, she saw her sitting down cross-legged in an orderly manner, placing the Fuxi Qin she was holding vertically on her lap, and gently placing a pair of slender, snow-white hands like mutton-fat jade on her legs.
Red string.
She plays the sound of nature again, from sad to majestic, from indecisive and caring for her children to willing to sacrifice her life for justice.
The sound blades in the sandstorm seemed to have solidified into reality, overwhelming the sky and attacking countless villains with bombs and explosions.
The sound blade passed through the throat, and blood splattered everywhere.
Wherever the sound of the piano passes, drink blood before returning.
She was like a messenger from God's mansion, her eyes as black as snow, encompassing all things.
But she slowly stood up and walked down the hillside. With her body as the center, she did not dare to let anyone within ten steps. Once a villain came, she would be immediately strangled by the crazy blade until she was dripping with blood and mist.
More than half of the three hundred villains died!
No one dared to come forward, they only dared to stare at him from a distance of ten steps.
The Queen of the Far North's eyebrows were shaking crazily.
Qin Shen is so powerful?
"Qin Shen, do you also want the Snow Spirit Pearl?" Queen of the Far North asked when she saw Ye Qingcheng walking towards Qingge.
Ye Qingcheng ignored it and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Holding the ancient Fuxi Qin in her arms, she approached Qingge step by step.
"The God of Piano is also interested in the Snow Lingzhu. No, I have to save the boss." Lin Chong was about to walk out in a hurry, but Fu Xi spent a lot of effort to hold him back.
"Believe me, Qin Shen, even if I kill everyone in the world, I will not touch my sister." Fu Xi raised her head and smiled brightly.
Lin Chong hesitated.
On the other side, on the hill, Xia Su looked at the Qin Shen walking in front of him, his face turned cold, and he said: "Qin Shen, you have become famous recently, but don't be too presumptuous. In the end, Her Majesty the Queen is the one in this far north.
In our territory, has God Qin heard of the saying that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake?"
Ye Qingcheng stood still, looking at Qingge two steps away.
Seeing this, Xia Su thought that Ye Qingcheng had understood what he had said sincerely.
In the distance, the Queen of the Far North on the chair narrowed her enchanting eyes.
More than a hundred injured and disabled villains surrounded Qing Ge and Ye Qingcheng.
Bang——
Suddenly, everyone was shocked to see that noble and cold woman bending her legs and kneeling on the ground in front of Ye Qingge.
But when Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hands towards Qingge, cupped his fists, and cupped his hands, the fists and palms collided for a moment, and the desolation of Mobei was shocked.
She raised her eyes, stared at Qing Ge, and said word by word: "Master, I've been waiting for a long time."
These two simple words make time freeze and stand still.
She is a mythical existence in the Far North, the belief in the hearts of countless people, and the disgrace in the eyes of the Queen of the Far North.
She is ethereal and nihilistic, and even the world does not know how stunning it is under the veil. They only know that one person and one piano can save all sentient beings and kill in purgatory.
But she, who was so noble and noble, actually knelt down to another prisoner. Her words of "Master" made people's blood turn cold.
Singing quietly between the iron chains, looking at Ye Qingcheng complicatedly.
She closed her eyes, and in the left atrium, whether it was her heart or the Snow Spirit Pearl, began to swell, and a numbing feeling spread throughout her limbs and bones.
No matter how much time has passed, Ye Qingcheng is still the same as before.
She should be a born king, but pride is always given to her in front of others, making her the most dazzling one.
For example, at this time, Ye Qingcheng could come in a hurry, but she didn't have to kneel down and think of her master. She knew her like Qingcheng. How could Ye Qingcheng not know that Qingge regarded her as a friend, even if her life was saved by Qingge.
However, she did this in front of countless dignitaries in the far north, which gave Qingge momentum and made her a more mythical being than the God of Music.
Now I smile sourly——
Ye Qingcheng stayed in the far north for so long, not to make herself famous in the world, but to use her flesh and blood to pave the way for her.