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Chapter 190 Dream Pipa
Chapter 190 Dream Pipa
Due to exhaustion, the group slept very deeply at night.
Chang Qianfo had a dream, dreaming that he was standing in front of a mourning hall, wearing white clothes and white flags, and everything he could see was white.
Chang Shuye's body was swollen and festered by the river water, and his original face could no longer be discerned, lying quietly in the black coffin.
When the screen turned, he saw Jingci.Wearing a blue-gray bamboo cloth, she opened the door and walked out without looking back.
He held back his tears and held Chang Jihai's hand tightly.At this moment, Su Yi, who was held in Chang Jihai's arms, suddenly burst into tears...
His heart ached, and his body fell into the boundless abyss, falling faster and faster.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a certain sound, like a zither or a pipa, that sound turned into countless sharp swords, trying to cut his body into pieces.
There is a problem with this voice!
Chang Qianfo suddenly opened his eyes.
Chang Qi cried loudly in his sleep, as if he had dreamed of something particularly sad.
An Tiru hugged his head and rolled all over the ground. Zhao Ping stood up with the support of the tree, trying to stay awake, looking very painful.
Chang Qianfo's heart trembled, and Xu Younan shouted loudly: "Cover her ears!"
Chang Qianfo raised his head in response, and saw Xu Younan standing in front of the forest, and Ling Fu standing two feet away from him, the two of them tensed up, forming a tight defense.
But there is no Mu Dianke!
She has always been sensitive, this time is impossible without her!
Chang Qianfo jumped up almost instantly, and rushed towards Mu Dianke's position.
Mu Dianke sank into the nightmare, clenched his teeth, and tears kept pouring out from his closed eyes.
Chang Qianfo covered Mu Dianke's ears with his hands.It didn't work though.The sound of the pipa still persisted in Mu Dianke's ears.Mu Dianke was trembling all over, tears flowed down his eyelashes like a flood that had broken a bank, overflowed his cheeks, and soaked his neck.
Chang Qianfo felt his heart was broken, and called out, "Dian Ke."
"Dianke, wake up, I am Changqian Buddha."
Mu Dian didn't notice it, his body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.
Chang Qianfo stretched out his hand to hold Mu Dianke in his arms, and hugged him tightly: "Don't be afraid, Dianke, don't be afraid, I'm here. I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you. Don't be afraid."
Mu Dianke's body trembled heavily, but he became strangely quiet, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and he still kept crying.
Xu Younan said, "Here we come!"
Chang Qianfo raised his head, only to see a heavy fog in the forest at some point.
A white sedan chair slowly floated out from the depths of the dense fog.Sitting in the sedan chair was a beautiful woman covered with tulle, with phoenix eyes, red lips, and creamy skin.
The woman is dressed in a white silk dress, and her exquisite and graceful curves are faintly visible in the silk dress.The arms are like lotus roots, the ten fingers are like onion roots, holding the pipa in his arms, and playing with his backhand.
Behind the sedan chair were two rows of white-clothed girls holding pipas, no less than fifteen or sixteen of them.
A name popped up in Chang Qianfo's mind: "Mu Lan!"
"Dream Pipa" - Mu Lan.
Mu Lan's surname is not Mu.
When she was five years old, there was a severe drought in her hometown, and Mu Lan followed her parents all the way to Luoyang.
His father died of illness while fleeing, and his mother died of starvation later.The elder brother was beaten to death by fellow villagers in order to grab half of a steamed bun for her who had been starving all day.
Just when she was desperate, Mu Cangping appeared and picked her up.
Maybe sad people know sad people better.Little Mu Lan, whether playing the piano or singing, can always easily draw people's tears.
Mu Cangping discovered her strength and invited an expert to teach her carefully.Mu Lan became the best person in Jianghu who can kill people with musical instruments.
She can use the pipa to evoke people's sad memories, and use the memories to weave a most painful dream, so that those who walk in can't get out.
Xu Younan raised his sleeves, and more than a dozen plum-blossom darts flew out together.
The dozen or so white-clothed girls moved quickly and formed an unbreakable formation around Mu Lan, raising their pipas in unison.
There was only a crisp sound of "ding ding", and the plum blossom darts were knocked into the air one after another.
What the girl was holding in her hand turned out to be a refined steel pipa.
Mu Lan's fingers fluttered and she plucked the strings more and more urgently, and the pipa sounded loudly for a while.
Mu Dianke's body began to tremble violently again, and his long eyelashes were stained with tears, like butterfly wings soaked by rain, trembling, as if they might be broken by the wind and rain at any time.
Mu Lan smiled lightly, and suddenly stopped plucking the strings.The vermilion lips parted slightly, and the voice was clear and moving, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate: "Is the saint of the Ming Palace so vulnerable? You also have such deep pain. Then do you know how painful I am! Nine years, nine years It's like he's dead, he won't even say a word to me. It's all because of you! You're still alive, why don't you come back?!"
Mu Lan roared hysterically, then suddenly raised her hand and threw the pipa into the air.The ten fingers quickly plucked the strings, hooking waves of sound on the pipa strings.
Sixteen white-clothed girls drew their daggers from the chamber of the pipa and attacked Ling Fu and Xu Younan together.
Mu Lan stepped on the top of the sedan chair, borrowed her strength, and flew towards Chang Qianfo with her pipa in her arms.
The closer she gets, the more captivating the sound of the pipa becomes.Chang Qianfo only felt a splitting headache, tightly hugged Mu Dianke in his arms, and covered his ears with his left hand.
Mu Lan stretched out her hand and pressed on the bracket of the pipa, and a sharp sword shot out from the belly of the pipa.
Chang Qianfo rolled over on the ground holding Mu Dianke, the long sword flew past his arm, and penetrated deeply into the soil on the ground.
Chang Qianfo's eyes turned cold, and the moment he bounced off the ground, his hand was like lightning, and he clamped Mu Lan's hand that was clasping the machine, and folded it forcefully, only to hear a "click", and Mu Lan's left wrist was broken by the wrist. .
Mu Lan let out a cry of pain, raised the pipa with her left hand, and threw it at Chang Qianfo's head.
Chang Qianfo was afraid that there were articles in the pipa that would hurt Mu Dianke, so he didn't dare to take her trick.Push your heels on the ground and slide back three to four feet on the flat ground.He caught a glimpse of a broken branch of a tree under his feet, kicked it up, and quickly nailed it towards Mu Lan's shoulder.
Mu Lan is really light-hearted.With a flick of his long sleeves, he dodged lightly.
At this moment, Xu Younan got rid of the entanglement of the group of girls in white clothes, swung his wide sleeves, and the plum blossom darts were aimed at Mu Lan's back.
Mu Lan reacted very quickly, and suddenly fell to the ground on one side of her body.Although he escaped the attack of the big wave of plum blossom darts, his left shoulder was still hit by a plum blossom dart.The blood covered the white clothes, like a red plum blossom blooming on the snow.
Ling Fu restrained more than a dozen white-clothed girls by himself, while Xu Younan concentrated on dealing with Mu Lan, with the plum-blossom dart in his sleeve shooting bursts of fire.
Mu Lan was forced to roll all over the floor, her long hair was loose, stained with mud and leaves, she was in a mess, and she didn't have the slightest charm just now.
A sword light descended from the sky and landed beside Mu Lan.
The sword was so fast that it seemed to appear out of nowhere, cold as autumn frost, winding like a dragon, after several twists and turns, it knocked down all the plum blossom darts that came from all directions.
A slender purple-clothed man held a long sword and fell from above the forest
Well, the author is a person who likes to read handwritten articles written by men.I recommend an article written by a male fan, Nanshan Yimeng's "Molesting the Heavens", dear friends, let's go watch and sell tickets.
(End of this chapter)
Due to exhaustion, the group slept very deeply at night.
Chang Qianfo had a dream, dreaming that he was standing in front of a mourning hall, wearing white clothes and white flags, and everything he could see was white.
Chang Shuye's body was swollen and festered by the river water, and his original face could no longer be discerned, lying quietly in the black coffin.
When the screen turned, he saw Jingci.Wearing a blue-gray bamboo cloth, she opened the door and walked out without looking back.
He held back his tears and held Chang Jihai's hand tightly.At this moment, Su Yi, who was held in Chang Jihai's arms, suddenly burst into tears...
His heart ached, and his body fell into the boundless abyss, falling faster and faster.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a certain sound, like a zither or a pipa, that sound turned into countless sharp swords, trying to cut his body into pieces.
There is a problem with this voice!
Chang Qianfo suddenly opened his eyes.
Chang Qi cried loudly in his sleep, as if he had dreamed of something particularly sad.
An Tiru hugged his head and rolled all over the ground. Zhao Ping stood up with the support of the tree, trying to stay awake, looking very painful.
Chang Qianfo's heart trembled, and Xu Younan shouted loudly: "Cover her ears!"
Chang Qianfo raised his head in response, and saw Xu Younan standing in front of the forest, and Ling Fu standing two feet away from him, the two of them tensed up, forming a tight defense.
But there is no Mu Dianke!
She has always been sensitive, this time is impossible without her!
Chang Qianfo jumped up almost instantly, and rushed towards Mu Dianke's position.
Mu Dianke sank into the nightmare, clenched his teeth, and tears kept pouring out from his closed eyes.
Chang Qianfo covered Mu Dianke's ears with his hands.It didn't work though.The sound of the pipa still persisted in Mu Dianke's ears.Mu Dianke was trembling all over, tears flowed down his eyelashes like a flood that had broken a bank, overflowed his cheeks, and soaked his neck.
Chang Qianfo felt his heart was broken, and called out, "Dian Ke."
"Dianke, wake up, I am Changqian Buddha."
Mu Dian didn't notice it, his body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.
Chang Qianfo stretched out his hand to hold Mu Dianke in his arms, and hugged him tightly: "Don't be afraid, Dianke, don't be afraid, I'm here. I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you. Don't be afraid."
Mu Dianke's body trembled heavily, but he became strangely quiet, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and he still kept crying.
Xu Younan said, "Here we come!"
Chang Qianfo raised his head, only to see a heavy fog in the forest at some point.
A white sedan chair slowly floated out from the depths of the dense fog.Sitting in the sedan chair was a beautiful woman covered with tulle, with phoenix eyes, red lips, and creamy skin.
The woman is dressed in a white silk dress, and her exquisite and graceful curves are faintly visible in the silk dress.The arms are like lotus roots, the ten fingers are like onion roots, holding the pipa in his arms, and playing with his backhand.
Behind the sedan chair were two rows of white-clothed girls holding pipas, no less than fifteen or sixteen of them.
A name popped up in Chang Qianfo's mind: "Mu Lan!"
"Dream Pipa" - Mu Lan.
Mu Lan's surname is not Mu.
When she was five years old, there was a severe drought in her hometown, and Mu Lan followed her parents all the way to Luoyang.
His father died of illness while fleeing, and his mother died of starvation later.The elder brother was beaten to death by fellow villagers in order to grab half of a steamed bun for her who had been starving all day.
Just when she was desperate, Mu Cangping appeared and picked her up.
Maybe sad people know sad people better.Little Mu Lan, whether playing the piano or singing, can always easily draw people's tears.
Mu Cangping discovered her strength and invited an expert to teach her carefully.Mu Lan became the best person in Jianghu who can kill people with musical instruments.
She can use the pipa to evoke people's sad memories, and use the memories to weave a most painful dream, so that those who walk in can't get out.
Xu Younan raised his sleeves, and more than a dozen plum-blossom darts flew out together.
The dozen or so white-clothed girls moved quickly and formed an unbreakable formation around Mu Lan, raising their pipas in unison.
There was only a crisp sound of "ding ding", and the plum blossom darts were knocked into the air one after another.
What the girl was holding in her hand turned out to be a refined steel pipa.
Mu Lan's fingers fluttered and she plucked the strings more and more urgently, and the pipa sounded loudly for a while.
Mu Dianke's body began to tremble violently again, and his long eyelashes were stained with tears, like butterfly wings soaked by rain, trembling, as if they might be broken by the wind and rain at any time.
Mu Lan smiled lightly, and suddenly stopped plucking the strings.The vermilion lips parted slightly, and the voice was clear and moving, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate: "Is the saint of the Ming Palace so vulnerable? You also have such deep pain. Then do you know how painful I am! Nine years, nine years It's like he's dead, he won't even say a word to me. It's all because of you! You're still alive, why don't you come back?!"
Mu Lan roared hysterically, then suddenly raised her hand and threw the pipa into the air.The ten fingers quickly plucked the strings, hooking waves of sound on the pipa strings.
Sixteen white-clothed girls drew their daggers from the chamber of the pipa and attacked Ling Fu and Xu Younan together.
Mu Lan stepped on the top of the sedan chair, borrowed her strength, and flew towards Chang Qianfo with her pipa in her arms.
The closer she gets, the more captivating the sound of the pipa becomes.Chang Qianfo only felt a splitting headache, tightly hugged Mu Dianke in his arms, and covered his ears with his left hand.
Mu Lan stretched out her hand and pressed on the bracket of the pipa, and a sharp sword shot out from the belly of the pipa.
Chang Qianfo rolled over on the ground holding Mu Dianke, the long sword flew past his arm, and penetrated deeply into the soil on the ground.
Chang Qianfo's eyes turned cold, and the moment he bounced off the ground, his hand was like lightning, and he clamped Mu Lan's hand that was clasping the machine, and folded it forcefully, only to hear a "click", and Mu Lan's left wrist was broken by the wrist. .
Mu Lan let out a cry of pain, raised the pipa with her left hand, and threw it at Chang Qianfo's head.
Chang Qianfo was afraid that there were articles in the pipa that would hurt Mu Dianke, so he didn't dare to take her trick.Push your heels on the ground and slide back three to four feet on the flat ground.He caught a glimpse of a broken branch of a tree under his feet, kicked it up, and quickly nailed it towards Mu Lan's shoulder.
Mu Lan is really light-hearted.With a flick of his long sleeves, he dodged lightly.
At this moment, Xu Younan got rid of the entanglement of the group of girls in white clothes, swung his wide sleeves, and the plum blossom darts were aimed at Mu Lan's back.
Mu Lan reacted very quickly, and suddenly fell to the ground on one side of her body.Although he escaped the attack of the big wave of plum blossom darts, his left shoulder was still hit by a plum blossom dart.The blood covered the white clothes, like a red plum blossom blooming on the snow.
Ling Fu restrained more than a dozen white-clothed girls by himself, while Xu Younan concentrated on dealing with Mu Lan, with the plum-blossom dart in his sleeve shooting bursts of fire.
Mu Lan was forced to roll all over the floor, her long hair was loose, stained with mud and leaves, she was in a mess, and she didn't have the slightest charm just now.
A sword light descended from the sky and landed beside Mu Lan.
The sword was so fast that it seemed to appear out of nowhere, cold as autumn frost, winding like a dragon, after several twists and turns, it knocked down all the plum blossom darts that came from all directions.
A slender purple-clothed man held a long sword and fell from above the forest
Well, the author is a person who likes to read handwritten articles written by men.I recommend an article written by a male fan, Nanshan Yimeng's "Molesting the Heavens", dear friends, let's go watch and sell tickets.
(End of this chapter)
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