Douluo: Start capturing the goddess Xiao Wu from the sign-in!

Chapter 132 The old man was shocked by the performance of ancient music!
"The tune is fine, but you can't play it well. You are not qualified to obtain the guqin, so please leave on your own." The old man said lightly.

Hearing the old man's words, the man's face suddenly became depressed.

The man glanced at the old man unwillingly.

"Why can others get the ancient music, but I can't." The man clenched his fists together.

"When you play the piano, you don't take it seriously, but treat it as a tool to make money. I can't let art be buried in the hands of people like you." The old man glanced at the man lightly, and his tone was unhurried.

The man suddenly showed a ferocious face, and said: "I don't care about you. I came today just for that guqin. It's best if you give it to me. If you don't, then don't blame me for being rude!"

After finishing speaking, the man's whole body was shaken, four spirit rings rose from the soles of his feet, and a dark shadow appeared behind him.

White, yellow and purple.

The cultivation base of the Four Rings Soul Sect appeared.

The old man looked at the man, his eyes didn't have too many waves.

"There is another rule in my Qin Pavilion, that is, no soul master can make trouble here, don't you know?" the old man said indifferently.

"I care about you?"

"Tell me, to give or not to give!"

"Here, I'll give it to you, if you don't, I'll torture you to death!" The man said indifferently.

The eyes of the old man bypassed the man and looked at Ye Wuchen.

It seems to be calling for help.

Ye Wuchen froze for a moment.

Hearing the old man's words, he thought the old man had some kind of bodyguard.

He also made a special investigation with his spiritual sense.

As a result, the entire Qin Pavilion, except for the soul king's man, everyone else, including the old man, are just ordinary people.

Ye Wuchen shook his head helplessly.

next moment.

The man raised his hand, the soul light surged in his hand, and he attacked the old man's head, intending to kill the old man.

The old man suddenly felt a pressure hit, pressing on the old man's shoulders.

And the reason why no one dared to make trouble in Qin Pavilion.

It's because the royal family once sent people to garrison here.

However, that person was recalled by the royal family today.

Then the old man encountered this kind of thing.

But the old man has lived for so long after all.

The moment Ye Wuchen entered the piano pavilion, the old man saw that he was extraordinary.

Although sitting in a wheelchair, he has an aura that no one else has.

Let the old man conclude that this person must be extraordinary.

That's why he asked Ye Wuchen for help.

There was a ferocious smile on the corner of the man's mouth, as if the old man would be dead in the next moment.

The old man also closed his eyes, accepting the coming of death.

He didn't blame anyone, he just felt unlucky today.

Just at this moment, so that suddenly appeared.

Ye Wuchen, who was still at the door, came to the man in an instant.

He raised his hand and pressed it on the man's shoulder.

The man who thought everything was going well suddenly felt a terrifying force pressing on his shoulders.

The man gritted his teeth, trying to resist.

"Crack!" The result was that the bones of the entire arm burst.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man wanted to turn his head to look.

After turning his head, he found a handsome face with a faint smile on his mouth.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I used a little bit more strength." Ye Wuchen showed a harmless smile.

A sweetness gushed out of the man's throat suddenly.

"You... who are you!" The man raised his unbroken hand and stretched out his fingers.

next moment.

The man's entire arm was cut off.

Blood spurted out.

"Sorry, I don't like people pointing fingers at me." Ye Wuchen said lightly.

There is no trace of pity in the eyes.

The masculinity was not enough, and with the loss of blood, the whole person immediately fainted on the ground.

The old man closed his eyes, quietly waiting for death to come.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no pain in his body.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the sound of objects falling to the ground sounded.

The old man opened his eyes, only to see the man who just uttered such wild words had one arm cut off, and he was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The man he called for help before was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the scene quietly.

Eyes calm into the water.

Not the slightest fluctuation.

The old man swallowed.

He just wanted to try his luck, but Ye Wuchen made a move, and the method was extremely cruel.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the fallen man, and then at the old man.

"You can get guqin by playing the piano here, right?" Ye Wuchen asked.

The old man nodded.

But there was horror in his eyes.

Ye Wuchen asked: "Then if I play a piece, is there any chance?"

"Yes..." The old man nodded hastily.

"Then do you have a guqin here for me to play?" Ye Wuchen scratched his head in embarrassment.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he nodded hastily.

I saw Ye Wuchen sitting cross-legged on the futon, his back straightened and his expression serious.

Ten fingers spread out, touching the strings.

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of the zither filled the old man's ears.

The old man sat next to Ye Wuchen, listening carefully to Ye Wuchen's music.

When Ye Wuchen played it later, the old man was not satisfied and would not give him the Guqin.

Although Ye Wuchen is powerful, he will not give in.

He felt that the Guqin should bring out its unique charm.

Ye Wuchen's fingers were not moving fast, and he was plucking the strings again and again.

It seems that I am reviewing the piece of piano music that has been passed down through the ages that I played a few years ago.

Every time the sound of the piano is loud and loud.

Gradually, his movements became coherent, his five fingers flew rapidly, and his hand speed became faster and faster.

The isolated zither sounds gradually merged together, gradually forming a tune.

At first, the old man just listened, without too many fluctuations on his face, as the sound of the piano came out again and again, the old man couldn't be calm now.

The dense piano sounds are combined together, and the tune has just formed.

The tune is short and powerful, revealing a trace of chilling air, containing a different kind of charm.

The old man's eyes trembled when he heard the sound.

The old man suddenly felt an unusual meaning from the tune.

"What tune is this?"

"Why is it a prelude I've never heard before."

The old man muttered to himself.

But he didn't dare to disturb Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen played the tune carefully, and even he didn't notice that there was a touch of glass-colored luster on his hand, and the luster wrapped Ye Wuchen's palm.

Originally, the sound of the piano formed a series of sound waves, centered on the piano pavilion, heading towards the entire Tiandou City.

Outside Tiandou City, people who had already appeared on the street, when they heard this ancient song, they all involuntarily stopped and listened carefully.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano was heard everywhere, as if someone was setting up soldiers, and the murderous atmosphere permeated the entire piano pavilion.

The sound of the piano is clanging, one after another.

The loud and unique tune resounded throughout the piano pavilion.

There seems to be a different kind of magic in the sound of the piano, pulling everyone into another world.

Everyone felt as if they were trapped in a thousand armies at this moment, surrounded by millions of troops, and the soaring murderous aura was pressing on them, and it became very difficult to breathe.

The sound of the piano gradually reached a climax.

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, terrified.

(End of this chapter)