Martial Supreme Emperor

Xiao Chen had been practicing Qin, and his musical skills were more mellow. In addition, with dragon tendons as strings, his music was further sublimated, so his voice reverberated for a long time.

Night, to the deep, to the piano sound.

It's so sweet that people can't help but be intoxicated and can't extricate themselves. Just listening to it for the first time makes people like this song and have more curiosity about the player.

Which master played it?

Can have such artistic conception!

A lot of people want to find out, but they soon give up, because their appearance may interrupt the music. They are reluctant to give up and feel sorry.

Of course, the sound of Qin can only be echoed by ordinary disciples.

It can't be passed on to the core disciples.

But it's also here. Can cause vibration.

Because in the world of war, ordinary disciples are in the majority.

Xiao Chen's eyes were closed tightly. Only when he played the piano could he relax completely. The fatigue of the day was swept away, and the immortal light on his body was also very bright, ordinary stars.

Xiao Chen's breath became sharper.

Zheng!

The music of Qin gradually speeds up, as if it has reached a critical moment. It sounds like a sense of excitement. If a horse steps on mountains and rivers, it is even more like the waves, rolling in and sweeping thousands of layers of snow.

Xiao Chen's temperament is also high.

If just now he was just a refined scholar, then he is now a king, sweeping the world and being extremely overbearing.

And this kind of music is even more shocking.

The man heard the blood surging.

Even the female students feel the heroic temperament in the music. They can't help but have bright snow eyes and a smile on their lips.

It must be a man who can make the Qin sound so vigorous, but... I don't know if it's pretty or not...

gradually, the Qin sound disappears.

At the end of the song, all the flowers are gone.

All of us are slightly distracted, but when we look back, we are still lost, but there is also the heat just now.

Tomorrow, not only can there be music...

Xiao Chen's eyes slowly open, his face is full of relaxation, in the music, Xiao Chen got great satisfaction.

"Hoo..."

Xiao Chen exhaled a turbid breath.

Then he put away the dawn Guqin and went into the room, ready to sleep.

Time of day, practice, rest.

This is Xiao Chen's arrangement.

As for the others, Xiao Chen thought that when he was able to meet them, he would sleep soundly and comfortably.

In the early morning, Xiao Chen got up early.

If it wasn't for the company of Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu, Xiao Chen would not stay in bed. The plan of the day is in the morning, and the morning is the best time.

Of course, it's for practice.

An hour later, Xiao Chen's practice ended.

There is sweat on the forehead.

But there was a smile in my eyes.

This state is what he has been pursuing. In the past, in the holy kingdom of sword, Xiao Chen spent more time with Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu, or friends, for many things of practice. But now, he came to the world of war.

Alone, free.

Although the heart has missing, but it is Xiao Chen's motivation.

To be super, to have everything.

What's more, there are many responsibilities waiting for him to shoulder. Of course, he has to work ten times and a hundred times harder than ordinary people.

Because of his burden, no one can share his worries.

Only myself, all the way down.

"Take a break." Bai CHENFENG said in a voice. Xiao Chen just stopped, walked aside with a smile and drank a drink.

"Ancestors, I feel like I'm in good shape now." Xiao Chen said with a smile that Bai CHENFENG also nodded. Indeed, Xiao Chen was more energetic and could practice in peace of mind.

Martial friars, practice is the first.

"Hold on, persevere, but don't be too tired, or I'm afraid that one day, the burden on your shoulders will crush you."

Xiao Chen nodded.

But the eyes became deep.

Now, the rejuvenation of the Tianhuang war clan is just around the corner. As long as we find the rest of the clan and their descendants, we will certainly be able to build a powerful force. Why can't we swallow up many forces and create the brilliance of the Tianhuang war clan?

But there's one more thing.

Mother...

Xiao Chen hasn't thought about her mother for a long time, because I dare not think about it. I'm afraid to think about it, because as long as I move this idea, I can't help missing her.

In the past, when he was weak, his mother would protect him.

But he's grown up. He's super strong.

Without his mother's protection, Xiao Chen would hardly use the strength left by his mother, because he wanted to be independent. He was only 31 years old now. He has already stepped into the realm of heaven and immortals. He still has a long time and a long way to go. He believes that one day, he can step into the holy realm of guhuang and meet his mother again.You will!

This has always been Xiao Chen's goal.

But now, there are still two concerns.

Little bell Jiang Lingxi and her sister Qin Baobao.

Both of them are very important people of Xiao Chen, but now they are all missing. Xiao lingdang has been missing since the time of Tianxuan continent, and it has been several years now.

Xiao Chen did not dare to think of it.

But I had to think about it, because sometimes it was engraved in my heart, and I would think about it unconsciously, but Xiao Chen never showed it.

As for Qin Baobao, Xiao Chen is equally important.

So this time, Xiao Chen not only came out to look for the descendants of the Tianhuang war clan, but also wanted to see where they were.

Can I meet them?

If can, Xiao Chen won't let them leave their side, he will do his best to protect.

Xiao Chen stood up in a flash.

He wanted to go out for a walk.

Dispersing his mind, he opened the gate of the courtyard, and Xiao Chen came out. Although there were only a hundred or so people in the war world, it was huge. There were mountains, lakes, towers and palaces, and even a vast ocean. The monster was able to persevere with Shura yuan, because the inside information of the war world was incomparably deep.

Even the holy house is just suppression.

But I dare not say that it can be destroyed!

This is the reason why the two forces only friction in secret, but do not conflict, because once they come to war, even the holy house will pay a painful price, which they are not willing to bear.

The same is true in the world of war.

At this time, Xiao Chen came to a small lake and walked on the cobblestone street. Xiao Chen felt the slightly damp wind and felt very comfortable. He walked alone, like a lonely person. At this time, there were many people moving, but many people had never seen Xiao Chen.

I can't help but look tiny.

Can't you be the new disciple of this man?

Think of here, a few men can't help walking past, Xiao Chen noticed them, can't help looking back.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chen asked.

One of them rubbed his fingers against Xiao Chen and said with a smile, "you are a new disciple, elder martial brother. You are a little short of money...

Xiao Chen frowned.

Is this asking for money from yourself?

It's true that there are a few blind guys everywhere.

"Roll..."