Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

"I'm ready."

She raised her eyes and let out a long breath of breath.

In her mind, the hallucination-like broken piano sound finally merged into one slowly, and the fierce melody was scratching in her consciousness like countless blades.

During meditation, the hallucinatory sound of the piano seems to be mutated, and it is endowed with substance under the reflection of the keys, and when they collide with each other, they burst into a soul-stirring low-pitched sound.

Lin Xuan has never learned such a piece of music in such a hurry, even if she uses the concentration power that is different from ordinary people, she feels faintly tired at this moment.

If it wasn't for the benefit of the fragrance of flowers, she must have looked a little embarrassed.

Lin Xuan raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat off his face, but saw a tissue handed over.

"Too anxious?"

Seeing the blood in her eyes, Elder Xiao said softly, "Lin Xuan, this is just an exam, do you understand?"

"Ah, I know that."

Lin Xuan nodded, wiped off a trace of sweat from his face, and sighed softly as if relieved: "Actually, I was distracted just now."

"Ok?"

Old Xiao was puzzled.

"I've been thinking about a friend's question in the morning." Lin Xuan said, "——she asked me if I really wanted to talk about C major in the examination room, and asked me if I like piano with this attitude?"

"The results of it?"

"In the end, I still didn't understand."

Lin Xuan smiled, patted the piano in front of him, and laughed softly: "To be honest, I don't know how much of my persistence is for a side job to make more money in the future, and how much is because I really love this .

However, even if I have no talent and no pursuit of art, but it has been with me for so many years, I think I must like it. "

Xiao Lao raised his pupils slightly, he did not expect such an answer, he didn't know whether he should be relieved or surprised.

"That's why I thought I had to pass the exam."

Lin Xuan happily raised the bow in his hand, and told him with a smile: "...to prove that my choice is not wrong, and to prove that the years that that guy spent with me were worthwhile."

"..."

Xiao Lao was silent, unable to tell whether it was annoyed or relieved, he just looked at the now faded signature on the piano, and suddenly laughed softly, "It's great to have such a brilliant attitude towards life."

He turned around and went back to the jury.

"Don't worry, gentlemen," he told his friends. "Your jokes are easy for him."

Schroder was taken aback, and looked at the boy blankly, a little worried: "Lin, if you are not in good condition, the exam can be suspended, you don't need to be too nervous."

"No, sir, I've never been in such a better state."

Lin Xuan smiled at his audience, "No need to worry."

The sheet music was thrown aside casually, and I didn't even bother to look at it again.

He lowered his eyes.

Feeling the heart beating wildly, the invisible notes emerged in the rhythm, as if it turned into a scorching iron, burning the blood into fiery lava, pulsing in his blood, flowing frantically.

And in the left hand holding the keys, there seemed to be an invisible electric current surging through each finger one by one, and the touch was unprecedentedly sensitive, even distinguishing every distance among the keys.

as one.

Consciousness has never been active before, clearly remembering the position of each note and rhythm, wedging into the instinct of the flesh, gradually constructing the outline of the devil left in the world.

"Let me begin..."

At that moment, Lin Xuan raised his eyes.

"Paganini Capriccio No.24 - Capriccio in a minor: Presto"

Play begins!

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse voice burst out from above the strings.

The old piano shook suddenly, as if waking up from a deep sleep.

There was a sharp sound for a moment, not only Schroder, but everyone was stung by the hoarse scream, and fine chicken skin appeared on the skin.

It was as if iron and glass were rubbing against each other, and the opening melody was so abrupt and inappropriate that it seemed like a performance accident, which made people feel astonished and unhappy.

But then, under the fluttering of fingers, the accident-like frenzied voice continued to rush forward madly, suddenly transitioning from sharp and smooth to steady, as if forming a wonderful roundabout.

- Theme expansion!

It was like a warning before the opening.

Last mercy.

Gein's Calamity Box is about to open.

……

"Hey! Smelly tomb robber, what the fuck is your body?"

After knocking down the last ghoul team member, Baimao Luoli stretched out her hand, only to find that she had been imprisoned by invisible ropes.

Bind Xiansuo!

The door to the past is slowly opening—

"You didn't scold you this time? Last time you were scared like a little girl."

The Tomb Raider laughed hoarsely, spread his arms, and embraced the light from the past: "Then, Your Excellency the Fallen Envoy, please travel with me in this cage of time loop."

She cheered and declared, "You and I have a journey that never ends!"

"It's all in vain, Tia!" Yu Ji shouted angrily, "You can't succeed! You and I have been deeply integrated, even if you bring me back to half a month ago, the future of all this will not change!"

At that moment, the Tomb Raider Immortal grinned, and it was difficult to contain his malicious smile.

"Who said he was going to take you back?"

She said, "Who said that time teleportation will send a person back completely?"

At that moment, a burning flame lit up from under her body.

With a hideous smile, it's so comfortable.

However, the fallen angel fell into a sluggish state, unable to maintain his composure, and could hardly conceal his angry roar.

This is the truth behind the miracle.

There is no need to fear the erosion of the curse, because he will eventually fully integrate with the enemy; there is no need to raise fuel, because everything is provided for him by the fallen angel.

Of course, a full transfer is also not required.

Because the past already has its own existence——

The second Tomb Raider Immortal?

There is no need for that at all!

One thought is enough.

A wisp of the most basic source quality is enough to bring everything that happens in the future and the result that is finally born into the past.

This is the gift from the future.

In the sixteen reincarnations of time, he left the memories of the sixteen tomb robbers to his past self.

Although there is a deviation from the last time, the final result is still within the acceptable range.

Tianmu Wudao did not die with hatred, and he did not fail completely. The hybrid did not choose the abyss.

After avoiding 150 worst endings and eliminating [-] hidden dangers, what remains is a bright future.

A fantasy story that only sacrificed one person and ushered in a happy ending.

"Simply, perfect..."

In the last moment, the Tomb Raider Immortal Ning raised his head, as if staring at the slowly rising sun in the distance through the thick earth.The brand new sun illuminates those confused pupils.

Just like the ending in all movies.

Everything will come to an end, and then, the protagonists bury their dead companions, face the sun, and go into the distance.

"Let's go, Your Excellency the Fallen Envoy."

The Tomb Raider happily closed his eyes, spread his arms, and embraced the burning light: "Just the two of us, No. 17 sweet journey, let's begin."

- Time to go!

At that moment, the light engulfed everything.

A wisp of source material from this moment disappeared without a trace in the incineration. From the resonance of time, it marched toward the past, crossed the complicated events, and went silently toward the past.

In an instant, at the end of the past, small ripples were inspired.

Beacon turbulence.

The Immortal Tomb Raider woke up from a nightmare and heard the laughter from the future.

"You made it—" she said. "Go on."

So, continue.

No.18次、No.19次、第No.20次、No.20一次……一次……No.70二次……No.90九次！

Countless ripples spread from this closed cycle of time.

Bring songs of the future.

The inextricable nightmare has been burned out, the dead souls travel through time, and the endless cycle of reincarnation continues!

……

( .o ?o)?

Chapter 750 Falling

Outside of Fusang, outside of this world.

The other end of the border Sanzu River.

A vicissitudes and burly figure stood quietly in front of the gate leading to the present world, letting those people stare vigilantly and guardedly, just quietly watching everything in the distance, the deep pupils of the eyes were illuminated by the fierce light.

in silence.

Obviously only one step away from the present world, he raised his hand countless times, but from the beginning to the end, he never crossed that blocked boundary.

Just waiting quietly, as if waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Mr. Till..."

Beside him, the representative elected by Santuchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and made a trembling voice: "We are also very sorry for what happened in Fusang, please... please take the overall situation into consideration... ..."

The words are not finished, can't go on.

His legs were trembling, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

But once this man who is the closest to a god in the world after suppressing his strength strikes here, everything in the Santu River will be completely destroyed regardless of the outcome.

"Don't worry, there will be no war here today."

"I'm not going to do it," Thiel said.

Rather than answering him, it is better to speak to the air to himself, to answer all those who are staring here.

"I'm not interested in saving the world, do whatever you want."

He stared at the door of the present world, and whispered softly: "I just hope that my sister can come back..."

No one responded.

Behind the closed door, the smoky and laughing face did not appear.

There is only one broken soul, gradually falling into hell...

In the depths of darkness, there is the sound of the piano, and the melody from hell is like thunder!

……

The melody of just 15 seconds caused everyone present to fall into several times of astonishment.But when they carefully judged this brief 'topic' part, they clearly felt a kind of 'warning' flavor.