sea ​​ballad

Chapter 63: Swapping Water for Soldiers
###063 Change water into soldiers
"The flames of war pervade old enemies and new enemies,
The water in the lake is rolling and the eyes are dyed red.

The war drums thundered again,
Where can a dancer with a high banner return? "

Ye Xiaolou sighed and took a meaningful look at Wangyou Lake.

"Now, the real drama begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ze Yu was seen walking to the front of the formation with Wu Hualing.The soldiers didn't recognize the princess and thought she was another alien monster that looked like a human like Xie Lin, but had scales on her body.

I saw her not afraid of everyone's suspicious eyes, holding up the Wuhua Bell and saying: "The Wuhua Bell is here. Please keep your promise to the eldest prince and General Qin. Don't forget the first paragraph of the first volume of "The Ballad of Fenhai" - the way of heaven, all things are solid By nature.

If you insist on going your own way and disturb the way of heaven and nature because of your own obsession, I am afraid that there will be no peace in this world. "

"Well said." Nightingale secretly admired her. This woman looked well-educated, dignified and elegant.Although he has no attractive appearance, he is extremely courageous and has a calm mind, which is really rare in this world.

Not to mention that such a woman is rare in the world, and there are probably only a handful of men who can stand in front of the Shangwu Sect Master and the First Prince and speak so righteously.

"What good?"

The breeze blew against Nightingale's face, and it was like a small knife sliding across his face, with a trace of wound hidden under the skin.

It was just a cold word from Ye Xiaolou.Nightingale suddenly became worried. Ye Xiaolou was so calm, he was afraid that this girl would encounter some trouble.That's why this young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled so elegantly and calmly.

Nightingale knows better than anyone else Ye Xiaolou's calm demeanor of treating other people's troubles as fun.It was so familiar to him that the breeze blew through him, sending a shiver through his body.

"What do you mean, the poster, the Shangwu Sect will not let go of the red dace beast?" Nightingale asked worriedly.

In fact, how could Nightingale not understand when this question was asked, what difference did it make whether or not to let the dandelion beast go?
If the Dango beast is killed, then the hatred between the underwater and the land will be forged. The Danzo beast only gathers energy and blood to take shape. If the eleven beasts disappear under the moon at the same time, they will naturally be able to In exchange for the flower bell, fresh water is turned into salt water, and pure turbid red water is turned into clear water.

But the Dandi Beast is no longer the key to the incident. It is enough to seal the city, bury the corpses, and wash Wangyou Lake with blood with the corpses of the people.

Tonight it was a clear breeze and a bright moon, but the red water had already dyed the bright moon red.

In this way, the yang energy will not dissipate and the yin energy will not fall. I don't know how many creatures under the Wangyou Lake will not be able to see tomorrow's sunrise and moonset.

I am afraid that all the creatures, not even the creatures under Wangyou Lake, will be spared.

A lake forgets its worries and turns into a chant, and the water flow will no longer be green for thousands of years.

The matter has come to this, it just depends on who will become the protagonist of this drama and who will bear the responsibility in the court.

Ye Xiaolou can laugh. He has not done anything to regret the world, but the world has helped him take a beautiful first step. Compared with the bloody storm ten years ago, this step went so smoothly for him, as if it was smooth. God's will is like this, heaven reincarnates, and he finally became the favored son of heaven.

He can already laugh.

But no, there was no smile on his usually silent face as Nightingale thought.Ye Xiaolou just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes as flat as autumn were still looking leisurely at the shore. The hummingbirds were still waiting in the array, observing every movement on the lake shore.

He couldn't relax until all the plans were completed.Everyone is capable of making mistakes, everyone is bound to make mistakes, but he cannot.

He couldn't imagine what kind of unpredictable variables would occur in this great era opened for him if he made a wrong calculation.

variable.It's his nightmare.

In order to grasp everything, he must concentrate.Maybe because I have been doing this step by step for so many years, I can't remember the good things.Beautiful things are meaningless, they are just a romantic pastime for idlers and celebrities.They need these talks about Taoism and nature outside the court, and they need these to find their wishes that they cannot fulfill in this world.

What is Ye Xiaolou's wish in this life?

Nightingale couldn't guess that his every day life was closely connected with Qixia Mountain. Does such a person still have his own wishes?

For Ye Xiaolou, happiness is just the illusion of a feast surrounded by light flowers and thin snow.

Ye Xiaolou was destined not to have these things since he was born.He doesn't need it, all he wants is to fulfill his own destiny.Then find a happy way to die.

In the most pleasant way on earth.

It had not yet occurred to him that he intended to see death as the pinnacle of pleasure.Every time he thinks like this, Ye Xiaolou will feel that there are interesting things in the world worth waiting for.

And these people are just a game.Everyone in the game thinks they control the overall situation.

How funny.

Just funny.

Qin Yan, who was following Ze Yu, really didn't want to let him go. If it wasn't for his promise, he would have turned him into nothing.

This time the person who held him was the luthier who no longer played the qin.

Ze Yu looked at him, with both hatred and forbearance in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and handed the Wuhua Ling over, saying, "Let them take the Dance Beast away now."

The violinist nodded.Without saying a word, Qin Yan turned and left the shore.

The violinist took the Wuhua bell and shook it towards the moon. The sound of the bell was clear, gathering the sound of pure air. First it was Shang, then horn, followed by the wind, and finally conquered the untransformed palace, and the cycle continued.

When the man behind Ze Yu saw this, he played "Lushui" to harmonize with the flower bells. The overtones were ethereal. When the Danzi beast heard it, its eyes turned from red to purple, and red and black gas dispersed in the air.

The Wuhua Bell turns to Lin Zhong and sends out to Nanlu. The lake water rolls, and the red gas rises, surrounding the sound, and the red gas is collected in the Wuhua Bell.

The red dace beast has returned, the red water has become clear, and the man's voice spread: "The hills are for males, and the valleys are for females. How can we be superior or inferior?"
With the chaos on land today, I hope you will not take your anger out on the outside and ignore it on the inside.If you hadn't violated the sacrificial etiquette this time, how could there have been a disaster like the Danzo beast breaking out of the lake?If you blame others for everything and do not reflect on yourself, you will be afraid of another disaster in the future. "

After speaking, the man turned around and disappeared.

The officers and men seemed to have heard nothing and saw nothing, and at some point they covered their eyes and covered their ears.

"Master, Wu Hualing diverted all the Chishui. It seems that the crisis in Wangyou Lake has been resolved. Didn't those people die in vain?"

"Look at the moon."

"moon?"

"Look at the color of the moon. It's as red as the eyes of a dango beast. It's dyed red by the blood of the people in Suishan.

It's all his fault. "

"He? Qin Yan has a stubborn nature and will never allow the enemy to retreat without defeat."

"He just has to endure it today."

"Is it because of that woman?"

There was a glimmer of light in Nightingale's eyes that no one else could detect.

The blood is like peach blossoms hanging in the sky, the moon is like a fan, and the peach blossoms are dyed red.

It's truly a paradise.If those blindfolded soldiers looked at the scenery in front of them, they would definitely think that they were not fighting by the lake today, but admiring the beautiful moon and beautiful flowers.

This is the moon stained red with the blood of the people in the entire city.

Wuhualing's promise has been fulfilled.Flawless and flawless.

(End of this chapter)