The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 314 Magic Voice, Selfishness

"What about people? What about others!"

Dugu Yang'er stared wide open with a pair of ugly scarred eyes, kept looking back and forth at the place where Sang Mo was just now, and kept chanting.

In fact, when Xianyu Qianlan started to destroy Dugu Yanger's face, Dugu Yanger escaped a pair of eyes by luck.Although Xianyu Qianlan's sword had indeed crossed her eyes at that time, it did not hurt her eyeballs. Coupled with the timely treatment, her eyes remained bright.It's just that it's not very beautiful.

Therefore, even though Dugu Yang'er's facial features were broken, it was still visible, and this side became a pillar of Dugu Yang'er's revenge.

"Knock! Knock me hard! I don't believe he can escape there! Knock me!"

After searching all over, she couldn't find any trace of Sang Mo. Finally, Dugu Yang'er couldn't help but roared, telling the people behind her to speed up, so as to expel some of her inner panic.

"when--!"

"Bang—!"

Following Dugu Yang'er's furious roar, the sound of bells and gongs in the sky intensified by three points, and the sound emitted also shocked the hearts of the people below the city, like purgatory on earth.

Here, it is the beginning of a desperate situation.

"Chasing the wind?!"

In an empty room, Sang Mo, who had just touched the ground, immediately came back to his senses, turned around and looked behind him, although he had doubts in his mouth, he was very sure in his heart.

After listening to Dugu Yanger's perverted lies just now, Sang Mo just wanted to fight back, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was surrounded by a powerful force around his waist, but before he had time to look back, he was called I took it off the ground, and only heard the sound of the wind and the evil bell brushing past my ears.

When he came back to his senses, he was here in an unknown place, and what surprised Sangmo even more was that Wan Chengheng was also there.

"Chasing the wind, please refer to the master, the priest!"

Hearing Sang Mo's incredulous whisper, Zhui Feng immediately knelt down on one knee to salute the two masters, but his usually calm voice seemed hoarse and depressing.

"Chasing the wind, is the wind fan released by Dugu Yang'er outside harming you? Does it matter if you take risks like this?"

Thinking about what Qi Guansu said just now, this wind fan can also devour those who know martial arts and have internal strength.Otherwise, how could masters like Xiangwen Renhuo and Xianyu Qianlan be forced to lose their internal strength and be helpless?So, listening to the strange voice of Zhuifeng, Sangmo wanted to know if she was injured.

After all, the power of this wind fan and magic sound cannot be underestimated.

"I, my injury is not a problem."

It's just that although Zhuifeng said that, but just after he finished speaking, a little bit of bright red appeared at the corner of his mouth.Because he was suppressed by clenching his teeth, he didn't vomit blood like other people.

"Zhuifeng, well, you don't need to use your internal strength anymore, you rest first, and leave the rest to me. Cough cough cough..."

Seeing that it was Zhuifeng who was trying to resist vomiting blood, Sang Mo knew that she must have been seriously injured, or maybe it was because she just brought them here that the injury was aggravated.Otherwise, with the ability of chasing the wind, and because she happened to go to find Xiaochuan's family and didn't follow her, she could just completely avoid this incident.

After finishing speaking, Sangmo coughed again, but this time, he didn't cough up blood like before. This time, he just coughed up some blood and didn't bleed.This surprised Sang Mo, thinking that Chasing the Wind had sent them out of the city.

"Chasing the wind, what is this place?"

After carefully looking at the environment and furnishings around the house, to my surprise, there was nothing in the house, just an empty room.However, the crescent moon seen from the window seems to be much closer.

"Hey, this is an old Taoist building diagonally opposite the city gate. It's eight floors high. We're on the eighth floor."
Chasing the wind clenched his fists to his mouth, coughed, and then answered Sang Mo's question.

"You mean, we're still in the city, and right across from Dugu Yang'er and the others? But why does that bell sound so much less?"

Hearing Zhuifeng's reply, Sangmo was shocked again. He didn't want them to be still in the Watch City, but it was obvious that Sangmo felt the ringing of bells and gongs in his ears was quieter than when he was below. many.Although, it will still cause bursts of burning pain in the heart, but it is not as strong as before.

"I think, probably, because we are now at a higher position than them. Before, I was also lying on the other side of the city wall, so I was much less affected by the magic sound, so, I guess, this Maybe that's why."

Zhuifeng told Sang Mo about his experience, and also told Sang Mo his guess.

"Really?! Heng, did you hear that? It turns out that as long as the magic sound stands higher than it, the damage will be reduced. We just need to find a way to get everyone higher than the city wall."

Zhuifeng's answer undoubtedly brought a shocking reminder to Sangmo. Sangmo happily grabbed Wan Chengheng's hand beside him, letting him share her excitement.

"Cough cough cough, Mo'er must not, no matter how hard we try to do this time, we will inevitably go down, but Wenren and the others are still suffering from the torment of the magic sound below, and I am afraid that they will be unable to climb up the eight-storey building again. .”

Wan Chengheng endured the pain in his heart, shook his head and dismissed Sang Mo's idea.Because, Wan Chengheng knew that they were able to come here, only because Zhuifeng tried his best to bring them here. This is simply impossible for a high-rise building.

"That's right, we were brought up by Zhuifeng, so it only took an instant, but Zhuifeng was already injured, so we couldn't bring Apo, Xiaosu, and Qianlan up. What should they do? If you stay here for another quarter of an hour, you will be one step closer to death, and the bells and gongs are beating desperately."

Wan Chengheng's analysis is correct, Sang Mo can't let Zhuifeng go out once, otherwise Zhuifeng will be killed first.But he couldn't go down to lead A'po and the others to climb up, so it was undoubtedly a gamble with his life.

She didn't want any of them to die, none of them could die.But in his mind, neither this nor that would work, and Sang Mo scratched his head, wanting to hit the wall.

"My lord priest, I heard that the ancient bell and gong that can emit the magic sound come from the Temple of Temperament."

Just when Sang Mo was furious and resentful, Zhui Feng suddenly said such a sentence calmly.Although the words were addressed to Wan Chengheng, Zhuifeng landed the line on Sangmo, as if he was thinking of something.

"What?! That broken clock and rotten gong were made by the Temperament Hall?! Cough cough cough..."

On this side, before Wan Chengheng could respond, Sang Mo was already jumping up and down.However, the result of the blow-up was that before the words were finished, Sang Mo was already coughing continuously because of the impetuous mood swings and the pain in his heart, and the blood in his mouth was constantly oozing out.

"Mo'er, you, don't get excited. Although the influence of the magic sound outside is a little less, we are still affected by the wind fan after all, so we will still be impacted by the magic sound. If you do this, it will only intensify the blood pressure. The flow of the body and the damage in the body. Whatever you want to know, I will tell you."

Seeing that Sang Mo was so agitated, Wan Chengheng took off the bamboo hat on Toushan with one hand and put it aside, and supported Sang Mo who was coughing so much that she was almost kneeling on the ground with the other, and eagerly comforted her runaway.

"Ahem, tell me, what's going on?"

Covering his mouth with his hands to stop the unbearable itching in his throat, Sangmo coughed and still wanted to know what happened to what Zhuifeng said just now?Feelings, they were all screwed up and almost died, but the culprit was their own sins?

"Actually, this happened more than 200 years ago. I only read the details from the notes of my ancestors. The ancient bell and gong are called Tianluodiwang. It was painstakingly researched by the craftsmen who devoted themselves to making musical instruments in the Temperament Palace."

"It's just because he studied it so hard that he became obsessed, and because he also wrote a score that combines heaven and earth. At that time, listening to his music can be called a masterpiece, and if you listen to it for a long time, people who listen to it It will be shocked and lead to serious injuries. Because at that time, the master of the palace expelled the refiner from the Rhythm Hall, and ordered the heaven and earth net he made to be thrown into the sea under the Rhythm Hall As for the score, it was also destroyed on the spot."

"However, the refiner who was expelled from the Temple of Rhythm because of his insanity caused him to go crazy when he was awake, so he refused to accept the punishment given by the Lord Master of the Hall, and then quietly followed the person who escorted the heavenly net down the mountain, waiting for the escort After throwing the sky and earth nets into the sea, he jumped into the sea to find the bottom of the sky and earth nets, and marked it with a rope. Later, he went out to sea to find someone to fish out the sky and earth nets and take them away."

"Shortly after he took away the heaven and earth net, there were rumors that someone used the magic sound to shatter people's hearts, so the existence of the magic sound appeared. However, it was later heard that the craftsman lost his temper because of using the magic sound Bewitched to death, there will be few rumors of magic sounds after that. At least, there have been no rumors of magic sounds since the last Hall Master. Unexpectedly, Dugu Yang'er found out today."

Wan Chengheng told Sang Mo all he knew about the magic sound. This was also his substantial insight into the power of the magic sound, and he didn't pay much attention to it before.After all, how many people can remember something that has disappeared for more than 100 years, let alone this thing is not a good thing worth remembering.

"Damn it! Cough cough, in the final analysis, the bad seedlings still come out of our own house! Is there anything more deceitful than this?"

After listening to Wan Chengheng's narration, Sang Mo thought it was okay if he didn't listen to it, but it hurt even more if he listened to it.He really spared two centuries, and ended up trapping his own people.

According to her, Sangmo, the second Hall Master shouldn't have just destroyed the music scores and musical instruments and threw them away. The most important thing he should have done was to kill the maker, the craftsman.In this way, isn't it the use of future troubles?Otherwise, how could there be such a miserable experience for them now?

"Mo'er, you can say that. Although the craftsman was expelled from the Rhythm Hall, he was indeed a member of the Rhythm Hall."

Seeing that Sang Mo was so angry, Wan Chengheng also knew that she was right, so he could understand Sang Mo's mood, after all, he was also one of the victims.

"Ahhh! Now is not the time to talk about those old things, I must find a way to stop the magic sound made by this broken clock and gong! I don't care if it is a net or a net, in short, I must break it over it!"

Sangmo got up very agitatedly with Wan Chengheng's support, then left Wan Chengheng's side, grabbed the skirt of his chest with one hand, and walked step by step to the side of the window sill, looking secretly at the opposite city gate The two people who kept beating were swearing fiercely on their lips.

But, looking at it, Sang Mo's eyes widened, and he even stared intently at the two people who kept waving their arms and beating. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, making Sang Mo's eyes shine brightly stand up.

"Heng, since their magic sound came from the Temperament Hall, then, tell me, can my cold jade qin sound suppress it?"

Turning around suddenly, Sangmo hurriedly walked up to Wan Chengheng, told him the speculation that had just flashed in his mind, and then waited for Wan Chengheng's answer with hope on his face.

Although, Sang Mo didn't know if it was possible, but she thought that when Qiu Yi used Bai Yuqin before, she also used Han Yuqin to fight against Qiu Yi, and she won.

At that time, the mental technique of Han Yuqin practiced by Qiu Yi was also obsessed like a devil's voice, so now, it should be possible for her to use Han Yuqin to suppress the devil's voice.

"No! Mo'er, you have suffered serious internal injuries, how can you play the Han Yuqin?"

However, unexpectedly, the good idea that Sang Mo was looking forward to was rejected by Wan Chengheng.Moreover, his resolute tone surprised even Summer.

"What does that matter? I can still play the Han Yuqin, you trust me."

Although Wan Chengheng's attitude was very firm, but Sang Mo didn't just compromise like this. Thinking that this was a way to save the people and the innocent citizens, how could Sang Mo give up because of a little internal injury? .

"Mo'er, it's not that I don't believe you! I know that you can play the Han Yuqin. But, do you know that if you play the Han Yuqin after you have suffered a serious internal injury, you will probably be banned from playing the Han Yuqin?" Han Yuqin's mentality is backfired, and you will go crazy!"

Seeing that Sang Mo was unwilling to give up using Han Yuqin to save people, Wan Chengheng couldn't help becoming even more excited, and even grabbed Sang Mo's arms tightly without knowing it, and shouted out the serious consequences loudly.

That's right, how could he let her use Han Yuqin to save someone after suffering such a serious internal injury?If something happened to her, what would he do to save her?Wan Chengheng's silver eyes stared closely at the eyes of the same color in front of her, and she never wanted to take any more risks.

"Heng, you also said that it is very possible, not absolute, right? Besides, are you going to watch so many people lose their lives because of the monsters created by our Temperament Hall? Besides, you Have you forgotten my duty and mission as the master of the Temperament Hall? I am going to use the Han Yuqin to heal the suffering people in the world. But now, people’s suffering is right in front of my eyes, do you want me to watch it helplessly? Come on, are you indifferent?"

Facing Wan Chengheng's stare, Sang Mo greeted him with a sudden smile, she knew that Wan Chengheng was only concerned and would be confused.If she wasn't the one he loved, he wouldn't be so selfish.However, his selfishness was born because of her, so not only did she not blame him, but she was really moved by this man's love for her.

That's why Sangmo wanted to guide him out gently, to let him know that in front of the people, both she and he had responsibilities and missions, and they couldn't be selfish all the time.Also, neither of them has the right to be selfish.

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