Yanwu God of War

Ling Tian Yuna stared at Snow Bear, and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "By the way, little bear, what do you think of me?"

Snow Bear's eyes widened in horror, expressing fear.

"What?" Ling Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and said with a narcissistic smile: "Haha! I also know that my song just now was really good. By the way, it's rare to have such a loyal audience, so my brother will present another song how?"

"Roar!~~"

Xue Xiong let out a loud roar, and suddenly realized that something terrible had happened, he shook his head desperately, his whole face was about to petrify. [

"Well, I know you must be very happy in your heart. You can hear that moving song again. It seems that you really have to present another song." Ling Tianyu smiled beautifully.

"Ho Ho!~~"

Xue Xiong roared excitedly, spinning in circles, panicked.

"Cut, do you need to be so excited?" Ling Tianyu glanced, then continued to close his eyes in ecstasy, and picked up the strings.

suddenly!

Beep!

The strings broke!

"Fuck! What's going on! Why did it suddenly stop?" Ling Tianyu's face darkened.

"Ho Ho!~"

Snow Bear roared happily and danced, expressing that he was very happy and proud.

"What do you mean? You look like you are gloating." Ling Tianyu was quite depressed, and read: "Could it be that my own voice is really so ugly? It's impossible, I think it sounds pretty good."

"Fucking goodbye, okay?" The poisonous king's voice came over suddenly weakly, looking quite tired, as if he was about to collapse.

"Why not?" Ling Tianyu was puzzled.

"Do you know how powerful your singing voice is? The old man was almost wiped out by your terrifying singing voice. It's too tormenting." The poisonous king shouted with lingering fear.

"Is this so exaggerated?" Ling Tianyu's face turned green, and he said angrily: "I think you are always jealous, jealous that my talent is better than yours."

"Your talent for sex is really amazing! It's simply inhumane!~" The Poison King exclaimed excitedly.

"What's so cruel? It's called fairy music from another world, it's just that you don't know how to appreciate it." Ling Tianyu said angrily.

"Well, this piano is also broken. I am not lucky to listen to you playing again. I feel that the whole world has suddenly become quiet, and the ears of this old man are also quiet. I can finally have a good rest." The poisonous king sighed leisurely. With a sound.

"You are always a fool. After all, I am also your true disciple. You can't always look down on me." Ling Tianyu said. [

"It's not that the old man underestimates you, but the sound you played is really too lethal. But the old man thinks that if there is a sound like yours, I'm afraid that the knight will be killed by you too." !” said the Poison King.

"Are you always mocking me?" Ling Tianyu rolled his eyes, looking at the broken Huoxuanqin with resentment, and couldn't help asking Snow Bear: "Little Xiong, many people must have died here, right? Can you find something that looks like some musical instruments?"

"Woohoo!~"

Xue Xiong nodded first, suddenly thought of something terrible, then shook his head desperately, with an expression of reluctance.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful to me, if there is any, find it for me quickly, I am really anxious to leave here, don't you want to leave with me?" Ling Tianyu said.

Xue Xiong froze for a moment, pondered for a long time, as if he had made a big decision.

fierce!

The snow bear suddenly burrowed into the ground, pawing the snow with a pair of sharp claws.

Ling Tianyu looked at the fire stringed qin in his hand, shook his head and sighed: "Oh~ it seems that I have to get a bamboo qin in the future, I can't just ruin my talent like this."

"You still dare to come! This old man will fight you hard!" The Poison King yelled.

"Your old lady," Ling Tianyu said directly.

At this time, Snow Bear emerged from the huge snow hole dug, holding a weird flute in his hand.

"Flute!~"

Ling Tianyu's face was full of joy, extremely excited.

Although Ling Tianyu doesn't have much talent in musical instruments, Ling Tianyu has studied the bamboo flute quite a bit.

In fact, it cannot be called research.

However, in his previous life, Ling Tianyu lived with his murderous Master Wang, and he had no friends or relatives around him.In loneliness, Ling Tianyu would make some bamboo flutes by himself, and often played them in the dead of night.

Although it's not particularly pleasant to hear, it still has a good appearance, at least it won't be as lethal as the song played just now.

"Woooo!~~"

Xue Xiong groaned with fear on his face, hesitated for a long time, and then weakly threw the flute to Ling Tianyu.

Ling Tianyu took the flute excitedly, but the strange thing is that this flute seems to be carved out of a single bone, and it is meticulously crafted. At the mouth of the flute, a small and weird skull is exposed, which has also been specially processed. of.

I have to say, this flute is really cool. [

Ling Tianyu fiddled with it a few times, and suddenly found that there were three bone soul flutes carved in blood on the flute.

"Bone soul flute? It sounds evil." Ling Tianyu shuddered secretly, and said with a smile: "Hey, even your master is gone, so you belong to me."

"Good stuff! This bone soul flute is actually a heaven-level Horcrux!" The Poison King said suddenly.

"Heaven-level Horcrux?" Ling Tianyu was shocked.

The Poison King said: "That's right, and this bone soul flute is very evil, it is quite suitable for you to practice the magic song of killing souls, but"

"Just what?" Ling Tianyu asked.

"You won't wait until it's the same as before, the sound you make can kill people, right?" the poison king said in horror.

"You don't have to worry about it. In my previous life, I really played with this thing a lot. Although I dare not say that I can play the divine music or something, at least it can make you feel at ease." Ling Tianyu laughed.

"I hope, the old man still wants to die." The Poison King said.

Ling Tianyu was really naive, thinking angrily: If you dare to underestimate me, you old man will be eye-opened later!

Thinking about it, Ling Tianyu picked up the bone soul flute.

For some reason, while holding the bone soul flute, Ling Tianyu couldn't help but feel a deep longing, and even a kind of sadness.

Back then, Ling Tianyu sat on a cliff and played the flute.

Although at that time, Ling Tianyu seemed very lonely, but in this world, Ling Tianyu seemed even more lonely, and Ling Tianyu couldn't help but think of a poem that is a stranger in a foreign land alone.

Involuntarily, Ling Tianyu closed his eyes quietly, with his lips in the bone soul flute.

Blow, blow gently.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the flute echoed softly.

Snow Bear was covering his ears, when he heard the sound of the flute, his round eyes widened.But it was no longer fear, it was surprise, it was shock.

"Hehe, isn't it bad?" The Poison King took a deep breath and simply listened attentively.

Ling Tianyu played the bone soul flute, with his eyes closed tightly, his long hair fluttering, the more he played it, the more vigorous he was, and he was filled with a strong sense of homesickness, and the strong homesickness was released with the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious.Like a breeze, it takes away a piece of dust.The melodious sound of the flute cleanses the heart.The sound of the flute is sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes cheerful and interesting, like a continuous gurgling water, clear and joyful like a Chunchun stream, Snow Bear and Poison King seem to be deeply intoxicated by this wonderful flute sound, long time hard to let go

Before he knew it, Ling Tianyu seemed to have entered a wonderful mood.

It seemed that Ling Tianyu felt that he had returned to the original world, as if he had seen his master.At that moment, all the emotions in my heart exploded.

Then, in the illusion, Ling Tianyu suddenly saw that everything in front of him was just an illusion, and everything fell into pieces with the melancholy sound of the flute.

The cold wind hit Ling Tianyu, wrapping around Ling Tianyu's body, his robe fluttering, the thoughts in Ling Tianyu's heart drifted farther and farther, and his expression became deeper and deeper, as if all the pain and all the pain on his back were turned into this mourning flute Voice.

The increasingly desolate tone plunged everyone around into infinite melancholy.The sound of the flute reverberated, and a deep sadness swept over, like weeping and complaining, intermittently, like a sad person crying, deeply missing.

It seems that the whole world is listening, making people addicted.

At this moment, Xue Xiong was stunned, sitting there as if absent-minded, and even closed his eyes, as if he was in a beautiful dream, which made people intoxicated.

But Du Wang was gradually brought into the artistic conception from the original appreciation, along with the sad and lonely flute sound.

Can't help, in the bottom of Poison King's heart, it seems that some kind of sadness has been evoked, and with the sad, beautiful and lonely sound of the flute, deep sorrow arose in his heart.

If the poisonous king had a complete body, the poisonous king at that time should have cried.

The desolate sound of the flute turned further and further away.

In the cave, Zishuang, who was sleeping, seemed to hear some kind of lonely tune, some kind of calling in a dream, her spiritual eyes were turning under her eyelids, and her thin eyelashes were shaking slightly.

The surrounding white mist seemed to be pierced heavily by the sound of the flute, echoing in the icy snowy region, making it even more desolate and touching.In the canyon, between the heaven and the earth, the beautiful and desolate and lonely sound of the flute seems to be echoing.

"Woo!~~"

Suddenly there was a lonely long cry, the majestic voice standing in the white mist, the whole body trembled uncontrollably, and the bone rider who sat down even shone with a strange light.

But at this moment, Ling Tianyu completely forgot about everything and entered a mysterious mood.In the soul whirl, it seemed that because of the sound of the flute, waves of evil power radiated from Ling Tianyu's soul whirl.

At this moment, it feels like the whole world seems to be turned into the sound of the flute, and there is nothing else except the sound of the flute.