The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 297

The sky is bright and the moon is bright, and the autumn night is bright and clear.

Looking at the back mountain in the sky, there is silence.

It was the time of Haishi, and the people in the house were almost intoxicated in sleep.

Suddenly, there seemed to be heavenly soldiers descending into the world, forming formations and arranging troops, and the golden drums and warhorses sounded together, and the sound moved the world!

The city in the clouds trembled amidst the mighty majesty.

As the stars moved, the sleeping people fell one after another onto the windy and dusty battlefield, and suddenly woke up.

After a while, I heard the sound of roof tiles flying and falling, crackling and crackling.

Xu Er observed it, the sound of drums was booming, and the sound of swords was one after another.

At that time, the elders and children of Yuntian Audience suddenly stood up, armed with weapons, and broke through the door.

The rest of the family members leaned close to the window and looked around with concern.

It was the first time for the people in Yuntian Guan to hear such a deafening and shocking sound, but it was not the first time they heard the sound of this piano music.

Yes, all these noisy sounds are not the sound of pianos without exception.

Although the piece "Ambush from Ten Sides" is performed on Guqin, the tense and intense atmosphere on the eve of the great war in the piece is no less than that of the pipa sonata.

In the world, there may be many qin players who can play this immersive qin music.

But in Cangwu Mountain, the one that can make the music of the qin resound through the sky and shake people's minds for hundreds of miles, no one can think of a second qin.

Nine Heavens Ring Pei!

This is the sound of Jiuxiao Huanpei!

Nine Heavens Ring Pei has always been inseparable from Xi Weiyu, and the sound of the piano comes from the back mountain, which means that Xi Weiyu has also returned to the back mountain!

No one has thought about when Xi Weiyu will return to Yuntian Temple.

They just want to know why Xi Weiyu, their seventh senior sister, their seventh senior sister, and their seventh senior nephew played this song.

"House of Flying Daggers" is not familiar to Yuntian audiences, but almost everyone remembers it in their hearts. This is the agreement they made with that girl seven or eight years ago: when the situation is critical, use this song for help!

Although it was a bit of a joke at the time.

Although in the past seven or eight years, the girl has never played this song under the mountain.

Although the girl has become a generous girl now.

Although this big girl is a bit unruly and willful, she is also a person who knows etiquette and generality, so she will not act recklessly.

This young lady is actually playing this warning qin melody in the back mountain of Yuntianguan in the middle of the night, which can only show that danger is coming!

Why is it so difficult?

Most of the audience in Yuntian looked confused. After leaving the house, they didn't know whether to go looking for the sound of the piano or to guard the important place in Yuntian Temple.

Before everyone hesitated for too long, a loud order came from the sky.

"An enemy is coming! The disciples of Yuntian audience listen to the order! The second, fifth and sixth disciples immediately lead the Yin disciples to the front mountain, and cooperate with the on-duty disciples to guard the Tianxuan Hall. Houshan mountain road, the third and eighth junior brothers quickly come and help me catch the thief!"

This is the voice of Qi Tianshou, the master of Yuntian Temple, with strong inner strength and clear instructions!

"Yes!" There was a uniform echo from the back mountain.

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The moonlight shines on the ground, and the sound of the piano is faint.

For a long time, those who have complaints but are difficult to understand are the songs of Chu.

For those who are sad and strong, there is the sound of generosity in King Xiang's tragic song, the sound of Farewell My Concubine, the sound of being trapped in the Daze, and the sound of chasing horses.

Tens of miles away from Yuntianguan, there is a mysterious and quiet tribe, like a poisonous scorpion hiding in a dark lair, it hears the call, ready to move, ready to go.

"Advance to Yuntian Temple! Help Yuntian Temple to retreat from the enemy! Keep your words in mind!" The person who spoke was tall and thin, and his clothes were thin. It seemed that any severe cold or heat was nothing to him. His voice was like a bell, Hold a Wujin shovel backwards, and point the shovel to the east.

"Yes!" The same uniform echo sounded louder than the sound from Yuntian Temple.

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At the same time, in front of the gate of Yuntian Guanshan.

On the mountain road where there should be no one around, there were nearly a hundred people gathered in darkness.

If it weren't for the bright moon in the sky at this time, the numerous figures would look particularly abrupt like a cloud of dark clouds, and it would really be impossible to attract attention.

"Tsk tsk, it's really unexpected, that little girl has escaped back to the mountain." A sinister laugh sounded, it was obviously a laugh but it sounded like a cry, it was a cry, but it didn't contain a trace of sorrow, it was really So strange.

What is certain is that whether it is laughter or crying, it all comes from the mouth of a woman.

This woman is slender, wearing a red robe that hangs down to the ground, which can cover her flesh, but can't hide her seductive curves and boundless style. Her long hair reaches her waist, covering most of her face. The exposed face is pale and colorless , the almond eyes are wide open, the red lips are slightly pursed, when he speaks, his face seems to be broken in two, and he seems to cry and smile.

Although the woman is over [-] years old, this graceful figure is enough to make countless men fall in love with her. However, it is matched with this gloomy face, which makes everyone discouraged. After all, men only seek women for fun, so why not Willing to find bad luck?

The woman in red kept shaking the silver bell in her hand, but she could only hear a few sparse muffled sounds. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the silver bell had a bell but no bell, and the bell was a two-foot-long judge. The pen and the judge's pen are both made of silver. It's really not easy to make such a bell and pen collide with each other.

In the blackness, the woman is like a red flower, eye-catching, she looks more like the leader of these people, as for their purpose is also obvious, it is nothing more than the view of the sky right in front of them.

"Unexpected? Isn't it expected? When did the crying lady become so humble?" A man in black robe walked out from the dark cloud.

The man's eyebrows are wide and long, his eyes are thin and long, and the eye sockets are deep-set. When he squints, almost no one can see the slightly yellow-brown pupils, but no one will ignore the light that shoots out from the slits. Sharp eyes.

A cross scar on the left side of his face was right next to the corner of his mouth, making his originally stern face look a bit hideous.

A black robe seemed to be draped casually on his body, with his chest exposed and his back exposed. It was easy to see that there were several eye-catching scars on his vigorous body.

It seems that the man is much younger than the woman, but judging from his vicissitudes of life, he has already passed his age.

The man in the black robe was tall and slender, with a plain ink-colored knife on his shoulders, he really didn't stand out in the dark clouds, until he walked to the side of the woman in red, he attracted attention.

As far as the appearance of this man and woman is concerned, there must be a place in the arena, but it is a pity that in the bloody arena, a good skin is useless, only the supreme strength can command the heroes.

These two are the "Crying Judge" Crying Lady and "Wolf Judge" Ye Shang among the four judges of "Ghost Crying and Wolf Howling" in the Nether Sect, and their strength is definitely not bad. famous people.

The Crying Lady put her arm on Nightmare's shoulder, leaned her entire body on it, covered her face and said shyly: "Of course it's unexpected, I haven't seen any trace of Merry Son in the past two days, so I can only infer that The guy didn't succeed, most likely because the little girl escaped, but I never thought that the little girl was so clever in her mind and hands and feet that she was able to sneak back to the mountain while avoiding our eyes and ears under Shunyuan Peak .”

Nightmare stood upright like a pine, indifferent to the warm body beside him, and said: "If weeping lady hadn't expected it, how could he have recruited the people in the sect so quickly, it doesn't look like he was unprepared. "

The crying lady put her head on Nightmare's shoulder, patted Nightmare's chest lightly with her free left hand, and said softly: "Xiao Yeye must remember, for a woman who can't bear loneliness, what she fears most is the long night with dreams. , since we have already guessed that the useless thing has missed, we can only rely on ourselves to work earlier."

Ye Shang said: "Ye Shang wrote down what you said about the crying lady, so now is the time to do it?"

The crying lady moved her hand in front of Ye Shang's body, and said with a coquettish smile: "Of course, after the completion of the work, my sister will serve Xiao Yeye well in this Yuntian Temple."

A gust of wind blew past, bringing a slight chill, and also took away Ye Shang, who was about to entangle himself with the crying lady.

I saw Ye Shang, who had already floated a foot away, turned his back to the crying lady, waved his hands and said, "My sister's kindness, Ye Shang appreciates the kindness of my sister, my back and back pain are unbearable recently, I think Master Shao will be more willing to help you. "

"Speaking of which, the sound of the zither really fits the occasion." Ye Shang, who was far away, muttered a few words, raised his knife and jumped into the mountain gate, and said loudly, "Children, let's kill!"

　For odd and even numbers in ancient times, odd numbers are yang, and even numbers are yin. Yang disciples refer to disciples of generations one, three, five...23 disciples, and disciples of yin refer to disciples of generations two, four, six...22 disciples.

　　Thanks to the author of "Half Demon Is Also a Demon", Yuluo Zhiyuan, for providing the character, Nightmare.

　　

　

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