Hearing Ye Tianxu read out the music, the masked man twirled his fingers again.
The tone changed again, and a feeling of loneliness and desolation in life quickly spread, as if years of hard work were meaningless.
This not only made the junior sister lower her sword again, but also made Mark's eyes look a little more confused.
In the past two years, his life has risen rapidly, and he has wealth, glory, good clothing and food, all at his fingertips.
But his footsteps also lost their rest and kept rushing.
Tiancheng, Nanling, Longdu, Hong Kong City and even Wolf Country, Xinguo and other places have all left Ye Fan's mark.
But all the places and all the people were just passers-by to Ye Fan.
There is no longer the heart-to-heart talk that I was immersed in during the Zhonghai period.
When Ye Fan showed a hint of empathy for his loneliness, Ye Tianxu narrowed his eyes and spoke loudly:
“It is difficult to cross the mountain, so who feels sorry for those who have lost their way?”
“Meeting someone by chance is like a stranger from a foreign land.”
His voice suddenly rose three points higher: "When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Proclamation Office?"
As the last sentence fell, the rhythm of the piano stagnated slightly, which also gave Ye Fan a jolt and dissipated his undue sentimentality.
At the same time, he secretly called the masked man awesome.
Although the sound of the piano does not kill people, it can stir up negative emotions deep in people's hearts.
It makes people feel guilty, frustrating, and makes them feel that life's struggle is meaningless.
This is very damaging to the will to fight.
Fortunately, the uncle who had never read a book had some time to spare, otherwise he would have squatted down and burst into tears after a while.
The masked man glanced at Ye Tianxu, without much disturbance, and accelerated his fingers, sliding on the guqin again.
"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is springy with deep vegetation."
Ye Tianxu raised his voice again: "I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the grief."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the masked man's piano changed again, and began to tell the story of the peace and beauty of the four voids.
There is also a trend of joy in life and sorrow in death.
"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back at the bright moon."
Ye Tianxu sighed: "This is Empress Li's poppy. After writing this song, he was given poisonous wine and killed!"
The masked man continued to play various tunes with his fingers, and Ye Tianxu also stood in front and read out the lyrics calmly.
Just the desolate tune played by the masked man playing the piano became full of life when it came out of Ye Tianxu's mouth.
No matter how withered, dilapidated or irreversible the artistic conception is, Ye Tianxu can make people see a glimmer of sunshine and a glimmer of hope.
The city was destroyed, the temples were destroyed, the wives and children were destroyed, but the vegetation and sunshine remained strong.
If you don't die, you can start over!
During this period, Ye Fan and the junior sister listened and waited quietly, and no one rushed to take action.
I don't know why, but listening to the masked man's music and Ye Tianxu's cracking, they didn't have the slightest idea of taking action.
As if they didn't listen to each other's performance step by step, as if they didn't drop the last note, everything they did seemed abrupt.
Not to mention wielding a knife and shooting him out.
Moreover, Ye Fan and Junior Sister hope in their hearts that Ye Tianxu Wen Dou can defeat the other party.
This sense of accomplishment far outweighs violence.
"Ding--"
"Boss Ye is worthy of being the former prince of Ye Hall. He can kill thousands of people with one sword and become a hero, and a stroke of his sword can startle storms and become a saint."
"No matter how pessimistic or depressing I sound, you can easily recognize it."
"And the despair behind the tune, when you read the words from your mouth, all of them burst into a glimmer of hope."
"One is sad and the other is happy, and there is light in the twists and turns. It is very rare."
After feeling Ye Tianxu's calmness and confidence, the masked man stopped playing the piano after finishing the song.
His eyes looked at Ye Tianxu across the void, and his deliberately suppressed voice contained a hint of approval.
Ye Tianxu smiled faintly: "Thank you for the compliment."
"Old man, don't pretend to be a fool!"
Ye Fan took a step forward and shouted: "Let's fight to the death."
If he hadn't been unable to see through the situation and didn't know if the other party had any helpers, Ye Fan would have poked a few holes in him with his dragon-slaying technique.
He also reminded Ye Tianxu: "Uncle, this guy is an accomplice of Old K. He was the one who rescued Old K."
The masked man looked at Ye Fan and said calmly: "Ye Fan, you are really everywhere."
"You can only say that I am the nemesis of your Avengers."
Ye Fan hooked his fingers at the other party: "Stop playing the piano, let's do it."
"Doctor Ye, you are very good, you can even be said to be very powerful, but I still didn't do it."
The masked man said slowly: "Let's fight, even ten of you are no match for me."
Ye Fan smiled: "Really? Stop beeping. If you have the ability, give me three moves?"
"boom!"
The masked man suddenly stepped on the ground without warning.
There was just a click, and a crack was shot at Ye Fan like a sharp sword, as if to tear him in half alive.
Fast and hard.
Ye Fan's face changed slightly, he wanted to avoid it but found it difficult.
He was pinned down by the masked man's energy.
"Snapped--"
Just when Ye Fan was about to grit his teeth and roll to avoid the crack, Ye Tianxu also stepped out.
There was also a crack that shot out.
I saw two cracks meeting each other with a whoosh, and then exploded with a bang.
Dust is flying and debris is flying.
Several junior sisters were thrown over more than ten meters away. Fortunately, they were not injured.
It can be seen how amazing the strength of Ye Tianxu and the masked man is.
But Ye Fan remained motionless, his face expressionless, his body swayed but he didn't take a step back.
He gives people a very contemptuous attitude towards men wearing masks.
good……
Seeing Ye Fan's calmness and composure, Ye Tianxu nodded slightly. With such calmness, this nephew's psychological quality was scary.
"Ye Fan, you are indeed good. I tried my best to overestimate you, but I didn't expect your progress to be beyond my imagination."
The masked man also expressed his appreciation for Ye Fan's calmness: "You are the strongest among the younger generation."
He was also very surprised. With that kick just now, even if Ye Fan didn't confront him head-on, he would have immediately broken free from his energy lock and escaped.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't care at all and allowed the cracks to attack him, as if he would only destroy them with one palm when the cracks were in front of him.
This made the masked man have to guess whether Ye Fan's realm skills had broken through again?
Otherwise, how could Ye Fan be so careless?
Ye Fan coughed: "With all my talent, there's nothing I can do."
The junior sisters looked at their senior brother with admiration, but ignored his back that was almost soaked.
"interesting!"
The masked man smiled at Ye Fan, then looked at Ye Tianxu and said lightly:
"Boss Ye, you can block my five successes with just one kick."
"With such talent and skill, if you don't become the leader of Yetang Sect, you won't have a name in history."
"What a pity."
"After all, if you had been the leader of Ye Tang for thirty years, Ye Tang would have already conquered the world without any suppression."
"The old sect master always thinks about heaven and hell. Ruining you, the former prince, is the biggest mistake in his life."
"But what makes me regret is that you have also lost your blood and are willing to be a fisherman for thirty years."
"Others have no chips in their hands and have to stay dormant or bow their heads."
"But you have a knife, a sword, and connections, but you are willing to degenerate into a pile of mud."
