Start with Yan Liang, the Sims of Yuan Shao's youngest son

Chapter 101

Yuan Ke thought he had dabbled in music, but the melody played by Tang Jiang was chaotic, murderous, and densely mixed with darts and silver needles, which was really weird.He dodged subconsciously, and the hidden weapon crackled on the ear table behind him, with such force that it shattered the ear table into powder!
"Oh my god!" Yuan Ke couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, not daring to hesitate any more, walking around in the hut, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

I only heard the sound of the piano in my ears, the cool wind whistling, and the utensils in the house were damaged one by one, but Tang Jiang's piano sound continued, and the hidden weapons continued to wave after wave. Yuan Ke couldn't find a counterattack for a while. Gap!
Tang Jiang closed his eyes slightly, raised his right wrist, and plucked the strings with his left and right hands at the same time. The tone was passionate, and it turned out to be "Guangling San". In "Guangling San", it also narrates that Nie Zheng avenged his father.Tang Jiang's murderous aura is in full swing at this time, and it matches the meaning of the song, and it is even more powerful.Seeing that he suddenly stopped playing randomly, but became a melody, Yuan Ke secretly thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Wu Yueyin's waist, and led her aside!
They just landed, and looking back at the place where they were standing just now, they were already filled with darts that were quenched with poison!
At this moment, Tang Jiang is also gradually going mad under the erosion of murderous aura-perhaps it is more appropriate to say that the state of "human and harp unity" is unknown.He has forgotten himself, as if at this moment, he is Nie Zheng with the sharp blade hidden in the piano box, striding up the palace of King Han, with the blade pointing directly at King Han's heart.Excited, he casually performed the three-finger fingering method, clapped his palms on the strings, and the "Changhong" tuned the spear vertically and horizontally!
Yuan Ke only felt that the hall suddenly fell into silence, as if he was deaf. He also saw thousands of shadows coming towards him from the sky, and there was a faint sound of zither among them. Rhythm, the ultimate offensive against yourself!
If things go on like this, even if he doesn't kill him, sooner or later he will die from exhaustion. How can this work?

Thinking of this, Yuan Ke gritted his teeth and said silently in his heart: "Qu Liao's body, switch!"

He could feel the dazzling white light from his skin, his bones were creaking non-stop, his heart seemed to be on fire, and amidst the crackling of his clothes, he let out a clear whistle!
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a very short moment, dozens of darts hit his chest, but they all bounced off one after another.

Not a single wound remained on his chest.

"Go to hell!" He yelled and ran forward, bumping into Tang Jiang recklessly.Under his feet, smoke and dust rolled up, and there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses shaking the sky and shaking the earth.The hidden weapons all over the sky gradually filled his vision, but his heart was empty, with only one belief: Although you Nie Zheng is a ghost hero, I, Yuan Ke, is also a hero!
The two torrents collided in the air, squeezed suddenly and exploded violently.All of a sudden, sound waves raged, creating a mess; strong winds blew up, flying sand and rocks.After a long time, the dust gradually faded, and the shadows of the two people floated not far away; after an unknown amount of time, the dust settled, and the tip of the knife in Yuan Ke's hand pierced Tang Jiang's heart.

Tang Jiang lay on the ground, his beard and hair were disheveled, his clothes were stained red with blood, and the wheelchair under his seat had already turned into a pile of old rot.He stared straight at the young man in front of him who had suddenly grown a lot taller. If his eyes could kill, Yuan Ke would have no bones left at this moment.

Suddenly, he laughed loudly, grasped the blade, and pulled the tip out of his chest.Blood spurted out, and his whole body was blood red from the head down.

"If I had known this, I might as well have reported you to Xiahou Dun," he said.

"Thank you." Yuan Ke was expressionless, not knowing what was going on in his mind, "I still have use for your head, but I will bury your body generously."

In the end, Nie Zheng fell apart before he had time to reproduce the shocking blow 600 years ago.The Sri Lankan died forever, and the Guangling song ended.

Yuan Ke said: "If what I heard is correct, what you just played was "Guangling San", am I right?"

Tang Jiang's eyes were full of surprise: "Among the people I have met in my life, no more than one out of ten knows this song. You are young, but your knowledge is not bad."

Yuan Ke said: "The song "Guangling San" is about the life of the hero Nie Zheng, so the tone is sonorous and powerful. I listen to what you play. I can only see the shape but not the soul. It must be caused by the evil thoughts in your heart. To. Since your heart is not sincere, how can Yuqin use it for yourself? You didn't die by my hands, but because of the malice buried deep in your heart."

Tang Jiang laughed out loud when he heard the words, and it took him a long time to stop.He said: "Baby, what you said is reasonable. But have you ever thought that if Nie Zheng hadn't died young and lived to my age, would he still be able to get rid of evil thoughts in his heart? The world is impermanent. Who wouldn't With the ambition to help the world and relieve the people, how many of them can stick to it? I have seen too many heroes, and eventually became the villain I hate. You ask yourself, are you really sure that you will not go against the old man in the future? What about the same path?"

When he reminded him like this, Yuan Ke remembered the miserable situation he had been made uncomfortable by "Heart Song" before, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.He secretly asked himself: "Do I also have evil thoughts in my heart? If I say yes, but I consider myself a person who can distinguish right from wrong; How much blood! If this is the case, then what face do you have to speak of others?"

The side effects of the drastic change in his body made him even more irritable, countless figures appeared in his mind, and then the sky spun and his eyes went dark.

But he didn't fall to the ground. In the dimness, he felt himself lying in a warm and soft arm, and a subtle but powerful voice sounded in his ear: "He won't go your way, I have grasp."

It was Wu Yueyin who spoke.

She continued: "As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Nature will neither suddenly become better nor suddenly worse. Mr. Yuan is a person of pure character now, and he will not kill people like you when he grows old. Don't blink, I promise!"

Lying in Wu Yueyin's arms, Yuan Ke looked at her goddess-like white face under the moonlight through her heaving chest. Seeing that although she was biting her lower lip tightly out of fear, but her eyes were firm, she couldn't help feeling nervous. Agitated, couldn't help but kissed her.

When the two lips touched, this tingling feeling spread to his whole body, thunder and lightning rang in his mind, and the memory seemed to return to the time when he and Wu Yueyin met for the first time in Maple Leaf Mountain.

At that time, she was wearing a fiery red dress.

(End of this chapter)