I save the world with a knife

Chapter 44

After the luthier rearranged the entire Mokong Mountain, a day had passed.After resting overnight, he came to the small river early the next morning.

He sat down cross-legged, with the Jiaoweiqin resting on his knees, and the melody of the piano wafted in the mountains.

Seemingly bored, but thinking in his heart that ordinary lovers will go crazy if they don't want to be annoying.

So, how crazy should he be to make people feel distressed?
The luthier frowned in distress, regretting that he had no reference around him, so he could only play freely.

The swordsman who asked his subordinates to prepare everything stood in the open space in front of the bamboo house, the silver storage bracelet on his wrist flashed slightly, and big stones fell neatly on the ground.

He piled the stones into a spacious stone house at a very fast speed, and he cut the remaining stones into stone tables and benches with his sword, which is quite elegant.

After concentrating on doing everything, the swordsman realized that the sky had darkened, and there was a disc-like bright moon hanging on the night, which was extremely bright.

He listened to the clear and faint sound of the piano, and frowned slightly.

The violinist has been playing for a day, and he still plays the piano after a while, which feels a bit weird, so let's go and have a look.

He stepped up and walked towards the small river that he saw in the daytime, and from a distance he saw a young man in a green robe sitting cross-legged by the river under the moonlight.

The young man's back was straight, and the wide robe made him look emaciated.His black hair was draped behind his back, and his playing hands were shockingly pale under the moonlight.

The swordsman paused, and an inexplicable intuition came to his mind.

—The luthier is dangerous.

In other words, the luthier at this time is very dangerous.

He stood there without daring to move. He just looked at the luthier's back from a distance, and his heart palpitations made his back drip with cold sweat, and his heart flustered.

'Zheng! 'A murderous zither sounded, and there was a dead silence everywhere, and all the chirping of insects and birds disappeared.A powerful and cold aura enveloped the entire valley, as if separating the valley from the outside world.

Under this momentum, the swordsman froze in place and could not move.

What's more frightening is that the luthier who caused all this stopped playing the piano, and slowly stood up while holding the piano and turned around.

Ah, the guy who sang a good name for him has come.

He pondered for a while and looked towards the swordsman.

The swordsman was forced to face the luthier face to face. Facing the luthier's hollow, cold, lifeless eyes and ghostly aura, the swordsman's heart beat fast.

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

The inexplicable premonition made the swordsman realize that it was time for Hai.

When he was in Yubei, the luthier would always go out to kill people at Haishi.He used to not understand and didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought it was because this guy had special hobbies.

He also saw a few unusual ones in the League of Disunity, and the luthier wasn't too out of the ordinary.

But today, the luthier strangely wanted to kill someone at Haishi, and he was the one who killed him.

To run, run now, get out of here.

Otherwise you will die.

The desire to survive made the swordsman break free from the coercion of the luthier and regain control of his body.He didn't have time to take another look at the luthier, his figure disappeared, and he fled down the mountain with lightning speed.

The swordsman wailed in his heart while fleeing, Lord Flower, help me, the luthier is crazy! !
After all, he is also a genius sword repairer who is not reunited. If he really lost his life in such a dramatic way at the hands of the luthier, he would not die.

At this time, the faint sound of the piano came from all directions.

The swordsman's expression changed slightly, and he felt it carefully, and found that the sound of the piano was indeed coming from all directions, and it was not false.

For a moment, the speed of his escape slowed down.If you accidentally bump into the luthier, wouldn't it be over?
He pondered over and over again, his figure flashed and hid in a blind corner of the shadow behind a boulder, and he couldn't find him if he didn't pay attention.

The swordsman no longer hesitated, and took out a piece of jade from his sleeve. This was a token given to him by the leader and could only be used once on one side.

The swordsman poured his aura into Yu Jue, and just when he was about to speak, the crisp and sweet sound of the piano rang in his ears.

The swordsman was stiff all over, his eyes filled with horror and shouted: "Leader, save me..."

The sharp strings brushed past, and the swordsman turned his head to dodge dangerously, but the jade in his hand was pierced to pieces by the strings.

The cold air hit the swordsman's neck, he rolled on the ground, and a sharp string cut a deep gully on the ground.

The swordsman was terrified. If he hadn't dodged just now, he might be torn in half by the strings.

' Whoosh whoosh. '

A sharp blade pierced through the air, and the swordsman felt chills in his heart.Looking around, he realized that the space around him was imprisoned by the strings.

The swordsman's heart sank, and he could only think of a way to delay the time until the flower owner arrived.

He smiled wryly, hoping he could wait until then.

"Luthern master, you and I have no grievances in the past and we have no grievances in the present, why do you want to kill like this?" The swordsman raised his voice and asked, his tone was full of anger and resentment.

If he is not careful, he will leave his life here, how can he not be angry, how can he not hate.

The leader Bai Ri had just handed him over to the luthier, but the luthier turned around and was about to kill someone, and those who were not afraid of death would challenge the authority of the leader.

The iron head is shocking.

The luthier paused slightly, good question, he hasn't had time to make it up yet.

After thinking about it, he continued to walk unhurriedly, as if the pause just now did not exist.The empty eyes fell on the swordsman, and seemed to fall somewhere in the void.

He murmured: "Anyone who chases and kills the hellebore should die." It should be enough to be infatuated.

swordsman:……?
hellebore?

Who hunted down?
What hunt?

Who should die?
A surge of grief and anger welled up in the swordsman's heart, and there was only one sentence left - when did I chase after your little lover? !You are so fucking crazy that you don't even recognize anyone!
The luthier ignored the swordsman's mood, and wrapped his fingertips around the strings. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the strings emitted a silvery cold light.He plucked lightly, and the strings quickly moved towards the swordsman.

The swordsman was confused, and opened his mouth to yell in embarrassment: "Luthern master, you can see who I am, you fucking mistaken me."

The luthier looked blank, with sadness and despair lingering all over his body, as if he could not hear the words of the swordsman, and was immersed in his own world: "You killed the hellebore, and separated me from her forever. I will kill you!"

His voice was calm, and all the emotions on his face disappeared, leaving behind the truest him, full of despair and suffocating silence.

An invisible force enveloped Mo Kongshan, and the phantom array that reflected people's hearts was activated.

In a trance, the swordsman seemed to see time go backwards, back to the night when the luthier's beloved died.He watched countless killers surround the luthier and the gentle girl, the luthier was entangled and could not escape, and the weedel was forced to leave his protective circle.

The swordsman stepped forward to help, but his hand passed through the person in front of him.The group couldn't see him, and he couldn't touch anyone.

He realized very clearly that this was a past that existed in the luthier's memory.

He is just a bystander.

He watched the luthier desperately go towards the heatweed, but was blocked by countless men in black.Even if the injury is exchanged for the injury, it is impossible to rush to the beloved side in the first time.

　Luthier: The current script perfectly expresses my infatuation.Akimbo proudly.JGP
　　Swordsman: Only my wounded world has been achieved.

　　Thank you for running to you with the stars, buying milk tea for Zaier, Zhunyu, Yanyan, Linglinglingran for the rewards, thank you very much for the little angels~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)