"Tian Boguang, let's work together to tell you a murder song, and you can kill this person for us!"
Chu Zihe was hesitating when he didn't expect that a weak mixed sound suddenly came from his ears, echoing in both ears. His eyes were twitching, but unfortunately he didn't see anyone's lips twitching at all. What's going on?
"Don't move, stay the same, don't arouse suspicion, we don't have much time!" The words in my ears were like threads, very weak, very weak, I don't know where they came from, and they were two different voices, and then two The weird tunes of the piano and flute were like insects burrowing into the ears, irritating Chu Zihe's eardrums.
"How is it? How have you considered it?" Uncle Fei from the Songshan Sect looked livid, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he chuckled silently, like a cat playing with a mouse. He seemed to have a perverted sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.
Chu Zihe looked at Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng who were lying on the ground in the distance, his eyes flickering. It was clearly you two old men who sent me a message, but don't you know that I don't know music?
Chu Zihe is scratching his head anxiously now. He has a solution but can't implement it. It's like seeing a piece of fat in a bowl but not being able to eat it!
"Hey, by the way, just because I don't know music, it doesn't mean that someone else can't. Try this, God bless you, you will definitely succeed. 'Wuhua's musical instinct' will be activated!"
Chu Zihe¡¯s mind was spinning on the fragment of the jade stele in his mind, trying to import the thousands of notes that passed through his ears into the fragment of the jade stele. At the same time, his mind was trying to activate Wu Hua¡¯s musical instinct.
Sure enough, the originally motionless jade stele trembled, and bright characters were entered and exported one by one. As the mind kept wandering around, the jade stele lit up again and again.
Chu Zihe's mind suddenly opened up, as if the acupuncture points of the human body had been opened, and his whole body felt as comfortable as eating ginseng fruit. The two mixed notes of the piano and flute beside his ears began to sound sweet, but the murderous intention hidden inside was as strong as iron. Murderous intent surged into the sky.
It really works!
Uncle Fei looked at the motionless Chu Zihe and his expression finally changed.
"You are so shameless, you are seeking death!"
¡° Then he directly kicked the unconscious Qu Feiyan at his feet as a hidden weapon. There was a crunching sound, and he didn¡¯t know how many bones the little girl had broken.
"kill!"
Chu Zihe instantly used Tian Boguang's Qinggong, and his body was like a white horse passing through the gap. He dodged directly behind Qu Feiyan, put her down casually, and roared at Master Fei.
Suddenly a wave of air rolled!
This word "kill" is soaked in the injustice of life, filled with hatred for heaven, and filled with infinite disgust for the person in front of me.
With the continuous roar of the accent, invisible air waves directly overturned the underground turf. The sound of the nearby waterfall could not overshadow this murderous intention!
"How is this possible with sound attack?"
Everyone covered their ears. As soon as Chu Zihe said the word "kill", he couldn't control himself at all. As if he was crazy, this murderous intention had solidified into substance, arousing the darkness in his heart and making him kill. The intention adds more power, like a knife cutting.
The eardrums of everyone present began to vibrate continuously and slowly tear. Chu Zihe had no idea that blood was flowing out of his ears.
Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng, who fell to the ground, looked at each other blankly. They seemed not to have expected such great power, but they were very anxious. They looked at each other and made a decision.
"Wake up quickly and kill him!"
The voice was deafening and resounded directly in his mind. Chu Zihe's eyes gradually cleared up and he looked at the prisoner Uncle Fei who had his ears covered. He continued to attack with sound and his body was extremely fast. He appeared directly in front of Yi Lin and pushed it away with one hand. Yilin's body crashed into the arms of the stunned Uncle Fei like a tank.
"Bang" The figure was directly hit against the huge rock behind him. His bones and flesh crackled, and Chu Zihe felt uncomfortable. His body felt as if he had been run over by a huge boulder.
When he heard the word "kill", blood filled his eyes, and murderous intent surged in his chest.
"You, you, how could you have such a strong murderous intention!" Uncle Fei on the wall was bleeding profusely. He tilted his head and hung up, dying with his eyes open!
"Huh!" Chu Zihe gasped for air, landed on the ground, and gave the two dying old guys next to him a hateful look. Mainly because the word "kill" had mobilized all the energy in his body. , now he is exhausted, as if recovering from a serious illness.
"Woo"
Chu Zihe was about to say something when suddenly several faint sounds of the harp came into his ears. The sound was extremely sad, as if he was lamenting or crying silently. As the sound of the piano trembled, the intermittent sound of the rustling sound was like a drop of light rain splashing down the branches and leaves, directly into the ears, and tears seemed to fall from Chu Zihe's eyes.
"No, this sound is weird!"
Chu Zihe sounded very sad at first, but because it opened up Wu Hua's musical instinct, he slowly heard the difference in the notes. This piece of music was comparable to a murder song!
He used musical notes to arouse the sadness in his heart, slowly letting go of his mind's defenses, as if he wanted to deliver a fatal blow, and he could already kill someone!
Chu Zihe became increasingly unable to resist, and his ears became increasingly blurry. The sound of resentment made people drowsy.
"Wake up quickly, use sound attack to fight, otherwise you will die!" There was a thunder next to his ears, and Chu Zihe finally woke up.
"I can't, the murder song just now was exhausted!" Chu Zihe shouted loudly, trying to drive away these low and depressing tones.
"Huh?" There was a sound of surprise in the jungle ahead, but then the sound of the Huqin became deeper and more powerful, making people shake their minds and make them feel drowsy.
"You're stupid, let's change to a familiar tune." Linghu Chong rolled his eyes and reminded him, as if he was repaying the favor of saving his life.
"Ah, a familiar tune, a familiar tune ah, there it is!" Chu Zihe resisted with all his strength, the jade tablet trembled, and Wu Hua's piano skill instinct drove a song called "Blue Sea Tide"!
This is the song that Chu Zihe is most familiar with. The reason is that he has never told anyone. He only played it once near Taihu Lake in Chu Liuxiang's plot world, and heard Wuhua play it once in the Jade Stele Space before his resentment dissipated. Because it is related to the purple-haired girl when she was sixteen years old, the song "Blue Ocean Tide" stirred up endless waves in my heart.
Although he does not have a harp at this time, his heart is the harp and his mouth is a weapon for making sounds!
The sound of the piano is clear and beautiful, and the bones are trembling. Chu Zihe's body dances with the sound, like the swaying waves. One wave is higher than the other. The waves of the sea rise and fall, and the waves are surging and slamming against the coast, stirring up thousands of waves.
Fight against each other!
The sobbing huqin sound and the passionate harmonica sound compete with each other, which is ten times more powerful than the killer song.
And Chu Zihe, just like before, fell into a state of madness. The huqin played in the grass opposite, and it became more and more miserable. This was a competition of timbre. Whoever stopped first would be attacked into the heart, and he would be seriously injured even if he died!
Linghu Chong, who was originally recovering from his injuries, tried his best to endure it, but he still couldn't resist. Liu Zhengfeng's mind was confused during the first killing song. Qu Yang was only slightly better than him, but his body was still shaking, and his injured heart almost stopped.
Everyone can¡¯t hold on any longer!
No one knew that Liu Zhengfeng, who had fallen to the ground and was already in a daze, suddenly moved. The familiar sound of the harp music seemed to pull him back from his last moments of consciousness. Everyone only heard him shouting loudly towards the opposite side.
"Brother Mo, is it you? Is it you?"
The sound of the harp on the opposite side suddenly stopped, and the forest let out a muffled groan, then sighed, and there was no more sound, as if it was gone!
There is only one person whom Liu Zhengfeng calls his senior brother, the leader of Hengshan Sect, Xiaoxiang Yeyu, Mr. Mo Da!
At this time, Chu Zihe, who was facing the confrontation, stopped swaying in an instant and collapsed on the ground. His consciousness slowly began to recover, but he was still a little dizzy. He glanced at Linghu Chong, who was recovering from his injuries, and frowned, while Yilin beside him was already unconscious.
"What a God-given opportunity!"
Chu Zihe didn't care about anything now, he got up and hugged Yilin's weak and boneless body and left.
"Tian Boguang, put her down!" Linghu Chong's roar sounded from behind.
"Linghu Chong, you are too injured now and you are no match for me. Don't force me to kill you!" Chu Zihe stumbled suddenly, but he never looked back and slowly walked past the nearby waterfall with Yilin in his arms.
"Tian Boguang, let her go. Where has your demeanor gone? Are you still a human being?" Linghu Chong yelled with all his strength, but Chu Zihe unfortunately ignored him.
"I was originally a thief, thank you two for giving me this song!" Chu Zihe looked back and shrugged his nose mockingly. No one knew that his internal organs had already been shaken out of place. The injury was serious.
Before he recovers from his injury, he wants to fulfill Tian Boguang¡¯s wish and have a heart-to-heart talk with his little master Yilin alone!