The location of the piano demon's residence is very special. It is on the edge of a cliff. Lin Mo can already see a figure in the distance sitting cross-legged. The sound of the piano sounds like water, sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, and sometimes like a waterfall. It is as crisp as pearls falling on a jade plate, and sometimes it is as low as a whisper. This is a kind of clean piano sound that carries people's soul to the sky, unrestrained.
Lin Mo felt as if his heart had been purified, and unknowingly he had walked in front of the piano demon. After the song ended, the piano demon gently put the black lyre in his arms aside, and stood up with eyes. He looked at Lin Mo clearly.
Only then did Lin Mo have the opportunity to see Qin Mo's face clearly. He had handsome eyes with distinct features, his nose was like a jade pillar, his mouth was like an elixir, and his big ears were pointing towards his chest. The most eye-catching thing was not his outstanding appearance, but his whole body. His hands were as delicate and smooth as onion roots. The fingers were very long, and the knuckles were distinct and strong. These were the most beautiful hands he had ever seen, including the extremely young Li Xianxue and the charming Ye Wanying and the Qin in front of them. Compared to demons, they are all far apart.
Looking at the man in front of him who was full of amorous temperament and whose eyes were as clear as gems, it was hard to imagine that his name was devil. After giving a respectful salute, Lin Mo took out the white jade silk from the space equipment and said: " I'm here in Xia Lin Mo, here to evaluate the next leader of Weiwo Dao Palace."
The Qin Demon took the white jade silk, looked at the names on it and said to himself: "Tea Master, Beast Fairy, Kitchen Monster, Drunk Taoist, Chess Boy, you are very efficient, so now I am the scholar, the painter." Are you crazy about miracle doctors? It¡¯s very simple to want me to recognize you. Just listen to my song. It¡¯s easy to get through everything. But if you can¡¯t get through it, it means you are not destined to be in my only way palace.¡±
Lin Mo was already prepared and praised in his heart: This is the correct way for senior to appear, elegant, mysterious and magnanimous.
The Qin Demon put the white jade silk aside. Instead of using the guqin beside him, he took out a rectangular jade box from the space equipment and carefully took out the contents.
Lin Mo Dingqing took a look and saw that it was a pipa. Unfortunately, Lin Mo's musical skills could not distinguish the high quality of the pipa in front of him. However, seeing the piano demon handling it so carefully, it must be worth a lot of money. The Qin Demon played the first sound, and Lin Mo, who had been prepared, fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and traces of black energy continued to emerge around him, and these black energy gathered in the direction of the Qin Demon.
The piano demon didn't take it seriously. He also closed his eyes and kept playing the pipa. The sound was as clear as the tinkling of a stream, as thick as the muffled thunder through the window, as urgent as the rain hitting the plantains, as soothing as the continuous drizzle, and as fierce as the golden sword. Iron horse is as euphemistic as a wedding drama. But the evil smile on the corner of the Qin Demon's mouth ruined the beautiful melody and made it look weird and abnormal.
There was darkness all around, no vision, no hearing, no sense of smell, and no sense of touch. This was what Lin Mo felt at this time. There was also such a round in the previous underground palace test, but he could clearly feel his body, not Like now, Lin Mo felt that only his own thoughts were moving, everything was blocked, and even the speed of his own thoughts was constantly slowing down.
He wanted to ask what was going on with the system, but in the blink of an eye he forgot what the system was. He felt that he had forgotten many things. Was his name Lin Mo? Who was Lin Mo? He didn't know. His thinking became more and more rigid. He used to have countless thoughts popping up in an instant, but now he has no thoughts at all.
He felt that he was a stubborn stone, letting the wind and rain blow, but unfortunately there was no wind or rain. He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility. There was no hope, no despair, and thinking about nothing might be the easiest thing. Sometimes all worries The source of this may be just too much thinking. He began to adapt to everything now and enjoy everything now.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, a year, ten years, a hundred years. Because of his slow thinking, it took him a long time to have a thought. At first, these thoughts were anxious, eager, and boring, but then they disappeared because every thought was too precious. How could I waste it on these negative emotions? But did I really have any good memories that I could recall?
He thought about the first time he killed someone, a servant who was very weak, but he couldn¡¯t remember who the second person he killed was.
He remembered the first time he met Tang Yu, which was the beginning of his contact with this big world. Han Xiao, Liu Emei, Feng Hen, Meng Qing, Huangfu Lingyun, Dongfang Huai, some of them died in his own hands. , some people have become their friends, and some people may never see them again in this life.
Should he be melancholy or miss him? No, there is only indifference in his heart. He doesn't know when it started, but it has been difficult to touch his heart. He thought of Meng Ting, the childhood sweetheart of his predecessor Lin Mo. He was thinking about Meng Ting. How far could Ting's Wedding Body go? He was wondering how much Meng Ting's position in the Yue Nv Sword Club could help him. Because of the martial arts oath, this should be the best chess piece in his hand
He thought again of Yun Zhongqing, a poor guy whose memory had been changed by accident with his soul-moving technique. He didn't know how far he had gotten in the Yiqi Association, how much he could help him, and how much he could show. He decided to meet Yun Zhongqing next time. If Yun Zhongqing was still unknown, he would kill her.
He began to lament the plan of the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons in his mind, and he was eager to realize his ambition, because this world was too wonderful, and there were too many mysteries that had not been revealed. He did not want to be a lone hero, nor did he want to be a supporter. A fool who has great martial arts skills and is stupid enough to make an enemy of the world.
He wants to be a person hidden behind the scenes, a mastermind who is powerful enough and has many sharp claws, but everything takes time.
He began to laugh at himself, what about freedom and the pinnacle of martial arts? Isn¡¯t this world just divided into two sides: the dominant and the dominated?
His thoughts were getting duller, and he could think of fewer and fewer things, but the ambition in his heart was like a small flame, starting to burn, burning the darkness, burning everything around him, he began to face himself, good and evil really matter ?, does good and evil really matter?
Because if I say it is righteous, it is righteous, and if I say it is evil, it is evil.
The bleeding blade of his palm is filled with thousands of rays of light, leading the world and laughing at the common people.
It turns out that I am Lin Mo.
The endless darkness was broken, and countless scenes began to interweave and flicker around Lin Mo. Lin Mo's thinking gradually returned to normal, and many memories began to emerge. He could already feel his limbs and the blood in his body. While flowing, he opened his eyes. His originally cold eyes were full of depth and bottomless coldness. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com