Magical Comic Travel

On the execution ground, several flags fluttering in the wind are hung on the high poles, with the word "Qin" written on them.

Waves of desolate, lonely, hesitant, and cold piano sounds came from the execution ground.On the stage in the execution ground, a man with disheveled black hair, long hair covering his eyes, a small beard and a red tattoo on his face was wearing a plain white He was wearing a violinist outfit, but his slender hand bones were buckled and chained. He sat cross-legged, with a long violin on his lap, and he kept playing with his eyes closed.

The soldiers standing on both sides of the city wall trembled when they heard the sound of the zither, and there was a trembling voice:

"The sound of the piano is too..."

"Well, it's so cold."

"Yeah, I don't know what song it is, but I'm so cold listening to it."

"It's not about the music, it's about the player who plays the piano. He is the number one luthier in the world."

"Okay, stop talking, the general will scold you again when he hears it."

Immediately, the entire practice field became quiet again, only the chilling sound of the piano was still circulating in the practice field.

A man wearing a general's armor stood on top of the city tower, holding the sword on his waist with one hand, and leaning against the wall with the other hand, watching all this coldly, looking at the only way to the execution ground.

"Cha...cha...cha..."

A soldier in armor came hurriedly from the side, bent down and clasped his fists and said, "My lord."

The general remained motionless, still holding his sword in one hand and leaning against the wall with the other, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. He ignored the soldier who called him, and his eyes were still staring at the only road.

The soldier said again: "The sound of Kuangxiu's zither is bitterly cold, coupled with this "Sorrowful Returning Wind", it is even more..., alas, many soldiers can't resist. My lord, do you see... ?”

The general turned his head to look at him, then closed his eyes and turned his head back, still looking at the only road, and said: "Our important guest hasn't arrived yet, how can the piano sound stop? Hehe..."

"Yes." The soldier clasped his fists in reply, then stepped aside.

Immediately, there was no sound on the execution ground, the cold wind blew hazyly, and there was silence everywhere, only the sound of broken zithers came from the execution ground to the high platform tirelessly, drop by drop, slow, elegant, but with a hint of desolation , hit my heart...

"Look quickly, someone is coming." A soldier beside him said.

Immediately, everyone looked at the only road, and the soldier just said: "It's him."

The northwest wind roared ferociously like a lion, mixed with leaves and dust, and desperately scrambled on that road, and the white cloths hung on high poles on both sides of the road danced wildly with the wind.

There was a sound of heavy footsteps in the strong wind, and the general also stared at it firmly, saying: "I thought Kuang Xiu was waiting for someone, but I didn't expect it to be a young man, but you are still here."

Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Six

The bitter cold wind blows from the gate of the execution ground to the boundless end, piercing into the muscles and bones like a sharp sword.

Mu Hantian was dressed in white, with a piano on his back, and two swords on his waist. He walked slowly along the road, with nothing but innocence in his eyes.

All the soldiers on the tower looked at him quietly, and the sound of the piano had stopped before the "look!" just now.

Kuang Xiu rested his hands on the strings, and looked towards the direction Mu Hantian came from.

The general on the tower took a bow from a soldier beside him, stared at the direction Mu Hantian was coming from, slowly took out an arrow from the quiver with his right hand, and put it on the bow.

Soon, Mu Hantian entered the city gate. Mu Hantian stood at the entrance of the city, and the gate behind him immediately opened, cutting off Mu Hantian's escape route.The general on the tower drew his bow to the full moon and shouted: "Boy, you turn around now, your fate is still yours. If you take a step forward, they will be your fate."

As he said that, he looked at the high pole beside the execution ground. Seven or eight corpses were caught on the high pole, and they were all blackmailed. Then, archers suddenly appeared on both sides of the city wall. They all drew their bows and pointed at Mu Hantian.

At this time, Kuang Xiu looked straight at Mu Hantian without any expression on his face.Looking at the hanging corpses and the archers on the city wall, Mu Hantian slowly took a step forward.

In front of everyone's eyes, he took off the big cloth bag on his back, and slowly untied the rope on the cloth bag.

The general on the city wall thought that Mu Hantian was about to take out a weapon, and immediately cursed: "Bastard." Then he let go of the arrow on the bow.

"call out"!The arrow shot towards Mu Hantian like a white light.

As soon as the cloth bag fell to the ground, a pine-yellow guqin appeared in Mu Hantian's hand. Looking at the arrow that was shot at him, the guqin in his hand tilted, and just when the arrow was about to hit him, Mu Hantian As soon as he turned around holding the guqin, the white light followed the guqin around.

The next moment, I saw the arrow "shot" by the general just now. At this time, the tail of the arrow had already rested on the strings of Mu Hantian's guqin, and then Mu Han forced the general to release it.

"Hoo!" A white light shot back again.

"Dang." The general's helmet was shot out by a sharp arrow and nailed to the wall behind him.

"Ah!" Everyone was stunned, while Mu Hantian twirled the qin in his hands twice, then sat cross-legged holding the qin.

"Ding-ding-dong-dong..."

Immediately, the sound of the zither rose, Mu Hantian closed his eyes tightly, and kept waving his hands on the strings. Immediately afterwards, Kuang Xiu also started to play along with the sound of Mu Hantian's zither.

"High Mountains and Flowing Water" was read by Mu Hantian while he was on his way last night. (Ahem, in fact, it is exchanged with the system, only 100 points, you deserve it.)

"Damn it, shoot the arrow!!!" The general shouted.

For a long time, there was no sound in the entire execution ground except for the sound of the piano.

At this time, on the city wall, a figure was drawing a bow to the full moon.

"Hoo!" The arrow turned into a silver light and shot towards a flag on a tall pole.

"Who?" The general shouted.

"Zheng." A flag with the word "Qin" written on it drifted down with the wind, and the man turned the bow in his hand a few times, and then all the original archers in the domain fell to the city wall, stunned. The general was dumbfounded.

That one threw the bow in his hand into the sky, then leaped forward, grabbed the falling flag with one hand, and floated down with the flag and the bow.

"Boom.", "Boom." The bow fell to the ground first, and then the flag floated to Mu Hantian's side. The man stepped on the flag and said indifferently: "Little God! You can play your piano with peace of mind. With Big Brother here, you will die!" No."

This person was Jing Ke who followed Mu Hantian.