New White Snake Asking Immortals

The alleys were messy and full of terrified people running around.

All the Yingying Yanyans in the brothel are here except those who are picked up by the big shots. They are low-status and homeless, holding each other tightly so as not to be scattered by the chaotic crowd, running around under the light of the fire like headless flies .

When the city is broken, very few lucky people can hide and escape the catastrophe. Even if they struggle all night, they cannot escape the raids and looting during the day. After the city is broken, the chaos and carnival can last at least three to five days. Chaos and disasters are nothing more than being driven by instinct to flee and struggle desperately, just like the desire to survive of a person who fell into the water.

In the courtyard, Bai Yujun opened her eyes.

Hearing the voices of several dancers and singers who have a good relationship in the brothel, several of them are familiar with them. They have discussed piano art together and learned pipa music from a certain Qinglou.

"I... what's wrong with me..."

Bai Yujun was suddenly confused, the burning, killing, looting and screams outside were so familiar.

I remember that I was just a little snake spirit at that time, stealing teachers every day and eating those useless pills that no one wanted...

The world is full of disasters, locust plagues and droughts, carrying books and carrying weapons down the mountain to rescue disasters, although every day is very tiring but very fulfilling and busy, the little snake spirit walks through villages...

The rebels in the county town burned, killed and looted indiscriminately, exactly the same scene.

At that time, a little snake spirit held a sharp blade and slashed vigorously, killing evildoers one by one, protecting those who were weak, exhausted and panting, and refused to put down the knife in his hand.

Unknowingly, I recalled that Senior Sister Wei.

Sit by and tell her story, a bloody story.

"At that time, I was very young, and my whole family died in the chaos after the city was broken. Master found me and took me up the mountain. At that time, I also hated those rebels, and later killed all of them. But the tragedy will not stop, one after another There is a turmoil, one city after another is broken, and the killing can't be finished..."

"Slowly, I know that tragedies will continue to be staged, and we can't do anything..."

Yes, I can't do anything. I have seen countless killings over the years and I can't do anything. Even I am involved in it, and the scenes continue to be staged.

Sometimes when I think about it, it’s really good to be who I was.

"I must have been very good back then."

get up,

Pick up the new Guqin and push open the door, close the door, leave the dark and quiet world, and walk into the chaotic night.

The group of brothels who were fleeing blindly were suddenly discovered by rebels, attracted by women and the smell of rouge, more than a hundred rebels chased after them, like wolfhounds smelling the smell, smirking and chasing closer and closer, and even the fleeing people knew clearly Hearing the obscenity of those people's mouths, hearing the horrible thought of cutting their belly open after they said they had enough fun.

Tired, desperate, terrified, these ordinary people are experiencing the most terrifying night...

"Run...don't stop woooo..."

At this moment, everyone is piously begging all kinds of gods and Buddhas for help. However, they were hacked to death or suffered humiliation and did not see the gods and Buddhas they usually worship. Many people don't understand why they were abandoned , what they don't know is that they were never accepted.

Frightened and helpless, he just instinctively ran forward with the help of the firelight, coughing and crying due to the thick smoke.

The men in the brothel and the prostitutes were weak in physical strength and ran slower and slower. When they were about to be overtaken, they suddenly heard the sound of the guqin. The sound of the qin was very familiar and melodious.

On the roof of the small courtyard, there is a figure in the light of the fire.

Yuzhi plucked the strings, then adjusted the timbre and tried again, until he was satisfied several times in a row.

"The roof... is Miss Bai, the musician! Miss Bai, run away...!"

Finally, the girls who were exhausted and fleeing for their lives saw the figure on the roof. They didn't understand why they had to stay on the roof, which was both conspicuous and smoky.

The fierce man behind chased after him with a grin, and was about to catch the twelve or thirteen-year-old young man who was running slowly. He even thought about how to enjoy and have fun later.

In vain, the sound of the piano clang~!

The fierce man who stretched out his hand was about to grab the little girl. Suddenly, his left arm was cut off smoothly, like a sharp knife cutting through a tender block of tofu, and fell silently. He didn't even notice that his left arm disappeared. to pain.

After two breaths, the severe pain caused him to kneel down and howl...

"Ah...my arm..."

Picking up the broken arm that was stained with mud, trying to put the arm back together, but no matter how spliced ​​it was, the arm could not be restored. With the loss of blood, I became more and more tired...

The sound of the piano is still there, clear and clear in the noisy night sky.

From the corner of the running little Qing'er's eyes, she seemed to see a thin sheet like a mirror passing by the side of her face, and the wailing of the bandits sounded behind her. The reason why she could see it clearly was because she saw her own reflection when the thin sheet passed by.

On the roof, Bai Yujun held the piano with her left hand and plucked the strings with her right.

The tune is not fast, even a little low. In fact, the wind blade that just passed the side face of the little Qingguan just made a crooked move. Well, no one can see the expression of the eyeshadow with fire in the night, so it's not good to lose face.

The slender jade finger of his right hand flicked the strings quickly, and several wind blades flipped and flew out, skimming through the flames and smoke and sinking into the hundreds of raging soldiers, all parts of the bodies of those soldiers were separated and slipped down silently!

The people in the brothel who had fled in panic and helplessness just now stood there, silently looking at the once-familiar stranger.

Bai Yujun frowned.

"No, the timbre is a bit poor, and it needs to be tuned."

The right hand stops plucking the strings and continues to tune the piano.

Everyone was speechless, they were still thinking about tuning the piano at this time, maybe... she was the one who killed those people just now, right? There have been rumors in the rivers and lakes of the legend of the six-fingered qin demon, who killed countless people with a magic qin, even more powerful than a swordsman and swordsman. It seems that Miss Bai, the musician, has lived for many years. She may be another master of qin.

Bai Yujun didn't listen to what the familiar people were saying in the alley, but just focused on tuning the tone.

After tuning, the strings were plucked, and then the fierce man was sliced ​​open by the thin wind blade. The sound of the piano was transparent, and the surroundings could be heard clearly. Smarter people moved closer to this side, seeking the protection of the legendary master.

The sound of the piano is also up and down, deep, the sound is like the roar of the pine wind, or like the spring water flowing in a hurry, the sound shakes the trees and Yangguan three folds, like the waterfall in the mountain coming, gurgling charm.

The sound of the rustling piano startled the clouds, dispelled the clouds and dispelled the black smoke, and the full moon was visible.

Under the moonlight, a long-haired woman in white clothes leaning on the roof of the house played a song of troubled times with her guqin in her arms. The moonlight was bright and the fire was bright red, creating an extraordinary painting together.

The thieves also discovered anomalies in this area.

"There are demons making trouble! Increase the number of troops quickly! Go and call the general!"

Bai Yujun turned a deaf ear and just played the piano, the thin wind blades flew everywhere, cutting off the murderer's body and smashing the doors, windows and water tanks, there was no place for the villain to stand within a mile radius.

The low-pitched music ended, and after a short rest and adjustment, I saw an elite army rushing from the street in the distance.