Chapter 104 Wail all over the wild and chaotic land, the polar land is vast and dangerous

"I... I don't know..." I stroked my forehead: "I just think the sound is very familiar, as if... I've heard it somewhere..."

Uncle Li's eyes were a little hesitant.

"Uncle Li, tell me where Ye Yu and Qin Huang are at this moment?"

The expression on Uncle Li's face is still painful. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm fiercely and looked at me with ferocious eyes: "If... if you want to harm the prince, I... Even if I fight for this old life, I won't spare you..."

The color between heaven and earth has long been indistinguishable. There is smoke everywhere. Within a few feet, the figure is indistinguishable. A few people chatted at the top of the mountain, but now they are wailing all over the field. There was the same howling at the foot of the mountain. For a moment, the whole Chuhe mainland turned into a purgatory on earth. There was a sound of fighting.

What the hell is going on? How can a superior who wants to hold the world want to kill all his people? This is obviously trying to destroy the whole continent! Such an act, if it weren't for the dissent hatred between heaven and earth, how could it be so angry?

Mo Laozi, who is he?

I don't have time to think about anything else. The four mythical beasts guarding the edge of the sky have long been as chaotic as the people who are tortured by the sound of the piano. A green dragon, a white tiger, a rosefinch, and a turtle were frightened and flew in the air. It seems that something will burst out in their bodies, and then scatter and the bones will not exist.

The sound of the piano...

Nian Nujiao, she is not such a cruel person. What is the purpose of her noble and flawless and jade-like posture that makes her become an unscrupulous murderous demon at this moment?

I don't have time to think about anything else. He looked at Uncle Li firmly and nodded heavily.

Uncle Li's fingers sank deeply into the flesh and bones on my arm. I didn't have time to sigh, and I couldn't be distracted.

Uncle Li groaned in pain and said with difficulty, "Zhengdong, prince...in..."

Before Uncle Li finished his words, I suddenly got up and ran down the mountain. I faintly heard Luo Xuan's voice behind him: "Sister..."

It's my sister, not my master!

I turned around and saw Luo Xuan getting up from the ground with difficulty, trying to walk with me. But he fell down heavily and fell to the ground, but stretched straight to me. I gritted my teeth, turned around fiercely, and ran down the mountain.

It turns out that Ye Yu is a green dragon. In the east, the place bordering the sky, it is the coldest place in the far east of the mainland. The ice and snow do not melt all year round, and winter all year round. In a barren land, an inch of grass does not grow. Once Ye Yu falls there, the vast iceberg will be dead.

I turned over the horse, whipped the horse, turned my back to the red sun in the west, and galloped to the east.

Along the way, there were crying, howling, the sound of the body being torn, and the sound of things being knocked down and smashed. The dogs barked and howled, and the cattle and sheep were everywhere in chaos. Some people, who couldn't stand the pain, actually hit the wall and wiped the knife and cut themselves. Some women couldn't bear to watch the one-year-old baby in their arms suffer in pain. They didn't have time to get a knife and actually tore the small body. Some burly and strong men were tortured by the pain of eating their heads, waving the road and killing everywhere. Just now, he cut down with a knife and killed his 80-year-old mother.

A young girl with eighteen years old watched her lover be tortured to death by the magic sound. She trembled and picked up a dilapidated wine jar by the roadside, smashed the ground heavily, picked up the fragments, and plunged deeply into her throat. But Shuixiu's eyes still looked affectionately at the lover who was buried with him. Hand, slowly clenched his hand; there was a ragged beggar old woman with ragged clothes on the roadside and a staggering back. Looking at the little grandson who had just been filial and obediently feeding himself with his dark little hand fell at his feet. She looked at the hell around the world desperately, and suddenly looked up and roared, "Oh my God... Why are you unfair? Why is it unfair? What kind of heavenly precepts have we violated..."

Suddenly, the horse spit out blood, and its front legs softened. With a long roar, it fell to the ground. This horse was the royal horse that Uncle Li found in the palace when he left the palace. Four years ago, Dayue drank the court and congratulated the prince of Yan on his safe return to the palace. He paid tribute to His Majesty the State of Yan with ten divine horses produced by the leader of the Tagil family from the northern border of Greater Vietnam. This kind of horse travels thousands of miles a day and thousands of miles at night. There is also spirituality. No matter what difficulties and obstacles you encounter, you will protect the Lord.

So from the Yan Palace to Cangjue Mountain, all the way, the other horses could not support their physical strength and were exhausted. But it is safe. Hearing the magic sound from the top of the mountain, its brain was boiling like other livestock. It seemed that there were tens of millions of knives around Ling Chi, but it still took me and stepped across the mountains and rivers. At this moment, it finally died in tears.

I held the horse's still undulating heart. It opened its eyes and seemed to tell me that it had no strength to go where I wanted to go. Until his whole body was cold, he was still open. My hands sank deeply into the stone cracks under my knees, forgetting the pain, forgetting the blurred flesh and blood of my hands, and the dust and embarrassment all over my body at this moment. His eyes looked confusedly at the rising morning sun in the east, but his heart was not confused!

Ye, wait for me!

I didn't get up immediately, but knelt down and sat still, sorting out my thoughts and meditating for a long time. Until his legs were sore and his eyes were blurred. Suddenly, he got up, and the world turned upside down in front of him. Fortunately, someone grabbed my wrist.

The man is an old man over half a hundred years old. His eyebrows are high, his hair is gray, and he is randomly inserted with a mahogany hairpin. He is dressed in white, and his posture when he grabs my hand is extremely melodious. Between the bones of the fairy wind, there is a wind of mountains, forests and wild cranes.

It's better to try to help me when I'm about to fall. Because like me, he listened to the magic sound without any response. At the moment when he held me, he said, "Girl, be careful!" His index finger and ring finger have been quietly on my wrist for a long time.

We all have our own thoughts and look at each other with a smile.

He laughed because he saw my pulse, and half of his blood did not belong to this time and space. With a smile, he covered the startled discovery behind his eyebrows.

I laughed because I recognized his identity. In the world of magic sound, only people related to Mo Laozi will not be controlled by magic sound. And at his age, he should be one of the three disciples of Mo Laozi. Gao Han, the third disciple, died in Cangjue Mountain many years ago. I don't know why. I have met the second disciple Xiaoyaozi. Only the eldest disciple Jiang Qin lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for many years and did not care about the world. But it doesn't rule out the possibility that he is Mo Laozi himself. It's just that I'm afraid that I haven't had time to wander around on this street at this moment. He counter-controlled the ruler of the country to destroy the whole Chuhe mainland, because there should be more important things to do.

So, he is Nian Nujiao's master, Jiang Qin, the pianist, undoubtedly!

"The girl is so wise!" He let go of my hand and praised.

I bowed my hand slightly and saluted, "Sir, you have good eyesight!"

Two simple sentences have a profound meaning.

He looked at my embarrassed face, then looked at the horse beside me, and asked, "Girl, where are you going?"

My eyes froned: "'The return of the four saints, the one in the world' is a rumor, but everyone is fighting for it. Now Li Daitao is stiff, but he is used by others. Years of hard planning can't resist the careful design, secret control, and the consequences. What else did I think of? The Nian Nujiao destroys the world and uses the piano sound. Mo Laozi is the master of Nian Nujiao. His piano skills must not be worse than hers... "Sir, is there a solution?"

Mo Laozi looked vivid and did not answer my words, but looked at the eastern sky. Although it was daytime, the dragon leaping in the sky was clearly visible in the vast and chaotic smoke. Jiang Qin smiled with a kind smile at the corners of her mouth: "The east wind and snow desert is a place of bitter cold. The girl's trip to the east is difficult and dangerous. It's better not to go..."

The corners of my mouth rose, and my smile was as bright as the sun. I was determined to look at the pale white dragon in the sky: "No matter how difficult it is, I have to go!"

There seemed to be something inexplicable flashing in Jiang Qin's eyes, pointing to the white horse tied to an inn on the street: "In this case, the horse will be given to the girl. It's dangerous all the way. The girl should be careful!"

After saying that, before I could speak, I had already left.

He went exactly the direction I came, Cang Jue Mountain! Rumor has it that Jiang Qin cherished the people. In order to destroy a soul that could resist thousands of troops and horses, she did not hesitate to destroy her favorite piano with her own hands. Now that he has been to Cang Jue Mountain, at least there is still room for things to turn around.

I turned over the horse again and still headed for my destination. Jiang Qin's horse is different from other horses, and it is not like the horse I rode before. The sound of the piano does not seem to be harmful to it at all. It must be Jiang Qin's means. In that case, you don't have to worry about it.

All the way to the stars and the moon, I kept rushing for three days and three nights. Finally, I stopped at a place called Qiqi Cangzhou in the east. The horse could no longer walk. The polar region was cold, and the snow froze several layers, which flooded the horse's legs. Soon the horse's legs without any protection were frozen, and the horse lay in the snow and refused to take a step forward.

I had to get off the horse and move forward by myself. The snow covered my knees, and I stepped down. I didn't know the depth. I leaned forward and fell down again. Get up and move forward.

"Ye...how can I find you...Ye..."

The vast snow, the sky is chaotic, no one can be seen within one foot and three inches, and no color can be distinguished from one foot and three inches away. It's snow, the chaotic spirit of the magic sound. White and red are at a loss.

The chaotic howling is still there, but it is not a human voice. It seems to be some kind of beast.

Suddenly, something flashed on the top of my head, and a drop of cold things dripped on my face, and then on the snow in front of me. Blood... It's blood... The blood drops are getting more and more urgent, more and more...

Whose blood is it?