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The sound of the piano has stopped, but the lingering sound is still echoing.

The roar of the beast subsided, and the light spring breeze became gentle again.

Everything was still and the snow was still falling.The snowflakes are light and fluttering, passing through the moonlight, falling on the tops of the grass and trees, floating in the streams and lakes, and melting in an instant, like an illusory dream.

Occasionally, a little coolness touches the skin outside the robe, which makes people feel a little real.

All the monks listened to the lingering sound of the piano, but no one spoke.

The legendary Huachun Mountain rises from the plain, with isolated peaks and smog.

The high mountain stands upright, and the coercion is so deep that it is frightening.

And Song Qianji and the chaotic beast were in the mountain at this time.

There can be two tigers in one mountain. If the suppression fails, only one of the two can emerge, which is the violent and terrifying beast that devours living things, or Song Qianji who is trying to turn the tide.

Thousands of eyes stared at Hua Chunshan, full of worry.

Even Qianqu's enemies, or people who hated Song Qianji, sincerely hoped that he would win at this time.

Otherwise, Song Qianji will be buried in the beast's mouth, who can still fight against the raging chaos?Who dares to bet that he will escape with his life?

The monks who were almost devoured gathered together to heal their wounds while still in shock.

Suddenly someone said: "If this is the real "Song of Wind and Snow", then what did I play before?"

The voice was hoarse and desolate, not as soft and beautiful as before.

It was Fairy Miaoyan.

She stretched out her palm and felt the snowflakes falling on her fingertips.

He Qingqing looked at Miao Yan with a little sympathy.She is well aware of Miaoyan's obsession with this song, and at this moment, she understands him surprisingly.

"There is no difference in the piano scores, but he is the composer after all, so he can naturally play out the true meaning of the music." He Qingqing said.

Miao Yan raised her head and laughed loudly: "You already knew it! You all know it, come and see my joke. Song Xun is Song Qianji!"

The laughter was shrill and creepy.

The monks around who wanted to approach her showed panic and hurriedly backed away.

"Who is this person?"

"Anyway, it must not be Fairy Miaoyan! Fairies will never do this!"

He Qingqing didn't know what "Song Xun" had done: "Since you are leaving the cultivation world, who wrote this song has nothing to do with you."

Miao Yan shouted: "Song Qianji has something to do with me!"

He Qingqing's face turned cold.

The snow is gradually getting smaller, and there is no movement in the chaos in Huachun Mountain.

Whispering sounds resounded everywhere in the underground palace, like spring worms reborn after a severe winter.

"I thought that the fish in the Red River was strange before. It turned out that it was not the test of the seniors of the Blood River Valley at all. It was King Qianqu who was trying to save us."

"Were you rescued in the Red River? We were also rescued from the ice cave just now, let's introduce each other."

In the joy of the rest of life after the catastrophe, there are still a few people with inexplicable expressions.

"If Senior Brother Song succeeds in suppressing it, will he want to take the opportunity to kill it? But the counterattack of the evil beast before it dies is the strongest blow." Ji Chen worried, "In case it explodes..."

"Song Qianji won't kill it."

Ji Chen was interrupted, and turned his head to look at Shangwei Zhenyu's deep gaze.

"Song Qianji's understanding of the cycle of life and everything in the world is different from ours. If it is not necessary, he is unwilling to kill. When it rains in Songyuan, he even saves the earthworms on the ground. Are you funny? .”

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Wei Zhenyu's mouth.

The endless fire that had not been completely subdued was burning in his purple mansion, and the snowflakes fell on him, turning into white mist in an instant.

According to the normal way of thinking of human monks, the ferocious beasts are not of our race and are so terrifying and violent that they can swallow thousands of people in one bite, and collapse mountains and destroy them with one claw.Naturally, you can kill as soon as you can, and you will never suffer from future troubles.

"What's so funny, you think you know senior brother better?" Meng Heze didn't give him a good look.

"I don't understand." Wei Zhenyu was still smiling, "I never understood him. I never knew what he was thinking, nor what he was doing. You don't know either, we are all the same. "

Seeing that the beasts are not killed, even the earthworms are saved, why do you want to drive me away?Wei Zhenyu wanted to yell at that person, if you want my life, just take it.

But Song Qianji didn't want his life, Song Qianji saved his life twice, and he didn't know what Song Qianji wanted.

His Zifu endured the burning and suffering of the flames all the time, so he knew that it was dangerous to conquer the treasure of heaven and earth.

If Song Qianji hadn't been able to withstand Huo Lichi's fiercest counterattack for him, I'm afraid he would have been burned to ashes.

This is the second time Song Qianji has rescued him.

The first time was the assassination by Qianqufang. Lin Feiyuan knew that she couldn't hurt Song Qianji, so she turned her sword to stab him.

Song Qianji blocked the sword for him, and hot blood splashed on his face. In his memory, it was hotter than endless fire.

"We haven't betrayed our senior brother, who is like you?" Meng Heze said angrily, "Are you still laughing? What's so funny!"

Naturally he was angry.

When Song Qianji turned into Song Xun, they all saw "Song Xun" being called and shouted by "King Wei" and treated them coldly.

Why did senior brother sneak into Wei Zhenyu's team, is it to protect the other party?

Back then when Wei Zhenyu broke the flower stand with a broken sword, his senior brothers came to protect him from thousands of miles away.

He is still so ignorant.

The more Wei Zhenyu laughed, the louder his voice became. Meng Heze was about to draw his sword, but he heard the other party say:

"When I was young, I left home and wandered around the world. I have been a man and a dog, but he stood in front of me again and again. Since he drove me away, why did he come to control my life? Isn't it funny?!"

"You..." Meng Heze couldn't draw his sword out.

When Wei Zhenyu was tough, he wanted to kill people.When Wei Zhenyu's red eyes looked like a lost dog, he wanted to comfort him instead.

Ji Chen called out "Wei Ping" in a low voice, and approached, "There may be some misunderstanding between you and senior brother. When you leave the secret realm, come back to Qianqu with us."

Ji Chen thought for a while, and added: "After you left, senior brother has been learning how to cook, and cooking noodles is no longer unpalatable."

Wei Zhenyu was stunned, remembering that "Song Xun" was cooking in the team, and he was given the most portion each time, but he only ate two bites and threw it aside.

Song Qianji cooks noodles with random seasonings, and it takes a lot of practice to make the noodles taste normal.

"I won't go back to Qianqu with you guys, I'll make it clear to him when he comes out!"

When Song Qianji walked out of the crevice, Chaos was already fast asleep.A long grunting sound echoed in the mountainside.

He didn't use the Shadowless Sword during the battle, this sword had Xian Jianchen's aura remaining, Chaos was sensitive to aura and was easily irritated.

Chaos exploded in anger, enough to cause the entire underground palace to collapse.

He came to the secret realm, the Dragon Slaying Formation was used in Honghe, the items given by Xian Jianchen in the storage bag were consumed in the ice cave, Huachun Mountain and Qijueqin were used to suppress chaos.

He played his hole cards consecutively, and was injured by Wuxiang's self-detonation force and Qijueqin, and the enemy didn't know how many clones were hiding in the dark.

The promises between human monks are often accompanied by oaths, just like Wuxiang's previous condition was to swear to each other not to fight each other again.

Only the most vicious oath sanctioned by the law of heaven can be exchanged for mutual trust between people.

But this chaotic half-human being is a bit stupid, and doesn't need an oath or a drop of blood.When Song Qianji said he would come back, he believed it, and went to sleep in peace.

Satiated enough to eat and drink, snoring in the mountains where the winter is warm and the summer is cool, regardless of Song Qian's chance to change his mind.

"Ancestor Xuehe must have cherished it very much during his lifetime, just like I cherish the vegetable garden." Song Qianji turned his head and took a last look at the jade tablet on Chaos' neck.

A fierce beast that has recognized its master, even if it has been hurt by others, will still trust people easily.

Song Qianji walked out of the dark cave and returned to the top of the mountain.

What greeted him was cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami:

"Come out! It's Qianqu Song Wang who won!"

"King Qianqu is brave and invincible!"

"Song God King!"

Just now Song Qianji sacrificed the mountains, suppressed the beasts, and made the spring night snow.

Although his clothes are torn and crumbling, in the hearts of all the monks, he is still the savior who descended from the sky.

Song Qianji turned around and went down the mountain, suddenly feeling embarrassed, like being carried to the outer gate square to parade in the street on the second day of rebirth.

The coercion of chaos flowed faintly, covering the entire Huachun Mountain.

Without him pasting up a huge banner saying "There are beasts inside, please do not approach", all the monks walked around the mountain spontaneously, leaving warning signs to warn future generations not to approach, lest they risk their lives.

There are lingering fears in the escape from the beast's mouth, and the monks abandon the views of sects and factions, and once again usher in a moment of unity.

Cheers are like the sea, joy is like the tide.

At this moment, an accident happened suddenly.