Footsteps are approaching.

Su Qing licked the sweetness between her lips and teeth, and took a deep look at this mysterious visitor.

Who is this person?

Sixteen years ago, Liuzhi Huangdong was killed by the Tianmo Qin family. According to legend, his daughter was forced into desperation and fell into a cliff with her Qin in her arms. Her body was not found.

Who else, of course, is Huang Dong’s daughter, Huang Xuemei, the current Six-fingered Piano Demon.

There was a blood feud sixteen years ago. After more than ten years of hard training, she mastered the "Dragon Eight Sounds" and released the Tianmo Qin. It was for no other reason than to use it to cause catastrophe in the world and attract the masters of the six sects of the past.

, revenge.

She is Lu Lin's sister. This son was Huang Dong's son. Fortunately, he survived and was adopted by Lu Tengkong and grew up.

Huang Xuemei's reaction must have been because she recognized the birthmark on Lu Lin's body.

In the world, everyone says that the most difficult thing to break is love. In fact, there is also hatred. Hating someone is much easier than loving someone. The only thing that needs to be paid is time, so the time spent hating someone is never as long as the time spent loving someone.

short.

Some people hate for the rest of their lives. Love will change their hearts over time, but hate will not. In contrast, Su Qing likes to hate, but she likes others to hate him more than to love him.

Su Qing lowered his eyelids and looked at the sword body again. There were actually a few shallow finger marks on it. Qinghan's sword body was covered with traces of his struggle between life and death.

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There are knife marks, fingerprints, and claw marks.

"Take him into the temple!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he saw a figure approaching.

Huang Xuemei's brows and eyes were filled with fierce aura, and sand and dust were flying. She swept her eyes, raised her right hand sharply, and made a move with her five fingers. A guqin immediately flew through the air and was taken into her hand.

Su Qing knew in her heart that this woman was probably going to go on a killing spree, so she didn't say much, picked up Lu Lin on the ground, and ran into the temple.

Su Qing has met many people, either talented people or talented people, but compared with the people in front of her, many men are not as domineering as a woman, which is really shocking.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

Su Qing just put Lu Lin on the ground, and the music of the piano suddenly started playing outside.

Sonorous and powerful, it is different from the previous use of the piano sound to stimulate others' vitality and blood. It no longer feels that strange, but the changes in the strings are no longer ordinary. Su Qing looked over,

But when I heard the sound of the guqin, it was as fast as a sudden shower. It was not pleasant to hear, but the sound was extremely loud. And if you look closely, you can see that there are so many strings on this guqin. Most of the ordinary guqins have seven strings, but this one actually has seven strings.

There are twenty-one string wires, each with a different thickness and texture.

Just picking and picking under Huang Xuemei's fingers turned into countless complicated afterimages.

The clanking sound of the piano burst out loudly, making people feel like they are on the battlefield of armed and iron horses.

In the forest, figures one after another have turned from darkness to clarity.

Then I saw that when the sound of the piano burst out, the strings vibrated, and the force leaked out. The fingering methods were different, and the effects of this force were also different. Some exploded like thunder and fire, and were beaten by the force from outside.

In the middle, the body explodes and dies instantly, there are

It is as sharp as a sharp blade, capable of splitting rocks and cutting wood. Anyone who is strangled by the force will die on the spot, as if they were hacked to death with random knives. Some of them look crazy, and some of them rush to death with such force.

Eight kinds of changes, killing people without even a shadow.

Su Qing was inexplicably shocked.

Using the strings as a weapon to kill people with all its strength, it is indeed a heavenly demon harp.

Immediately, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"interesting!"

Martial arts skills cannot be achieved behind closed doors. It is a pleasure to see these extraordinary skills and treasures that are famous in the world. You must know that every world is unique.

However, under the influence of the sound of the piano, there were explosions in the forest, and the sky was filled with noise. The rain was like a disturbed mist, twisting and lingering, and in the music of the piano, it pattered and sang in harmony.

The screams are endless and the power is astonishing.

Su Qing has no intention of taking it for himself. He possesses the skills of sword and sword, and has not yet reached the peak. If he pursues other outsiders, he will give up his roots and pursue the inferiors. What's more, martial arts has reached a bottleneck. If he joins the world's masters, if he doesn't

Going forward in the face of difficulties is no different from retreating.

People should fulfill themselves by themselves.

"Piano wire?"

He looked at Huang Xuemei playing the trembling piano strings under her fingers, with a somewhat thoughtful look in her eyes.

Look at the sword in his hand again.

That piano wire is definitely not an ordinary thing. It can not only carry the power, but also stimulate the power continuously.

"Expose your strength?"

"Zheng!"

However, Huang Xuemei plucked her middle finger, and a string was instantly stretched and bent, like a bowstring. The moment she let go, the string immediately flew back and passed its original position, streaking through the dusk and rainy atmosphere.

The people who were charging at them with their swords were instantly frozen in place, their eyes dimmed, and a streak of blood appeared on their necks. Then their heads rolled down and blood spurted out.

Seeing such an ingenious method, Su Qing's eyes lit up.

Yunjin Hidden Silk, this type of weapon is more of a weird and sideways weapon. Thin threads that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye are capable of killing people invisible, and are tough and sharp enough to be regarded as sharp weapons.

He looked fascinated.

Despite the long time, Huang Xuemei plucked the strings very quickly with her fingers, and almost all of the twenty-one strings were moved.

With a few snaps of his fingers, the forest returned to dead silence.

Only the lingering smell of blood floated away, and even after a few gusts of wind, it disappeared without a trace.

Huang Xuemei walked straight into the temple with her qin in her arms. Seeing that Lu Lin's breath was gradually becoming calmer, she felt relieved. She then carefully looked at the birthmark on the young man's chest, repeatedly confirmed that it was correct, and then sat down quietly.

She played the piano and said nothing.

The rain in the mountains is cold and the sound of the piano is faint.

Su Qing said: "You should be Liuzhi Huangdong's daughter, right?"

His voice was very soft and calm.

But it's enough for people to hear clearly.

Huang Xuemei pressed the strings with her ten fingers, and the sound stopped. She said coldly:

"Who are you?"

"You use the name of Tianmoqin to attract the world's masters. What do you want to do?"

To be honest, Su Qing felt a little chill down her spine when she stared at her like that.

He is not afraid of it in terms of skill. He has the power of Qi and blood plus internal strength. The two are combined into one, which is enough for him to walk sideways in this world. However, the opponent has the "Tian Mo Qin" in his hand. Its power is soaring and the sound of the piano is changeable. He is also a little frightened.

, If you really want to act openly and honestly, I'm afraid you will lose more than you win.

With a gentle smile, Su Qing said: "No. 1 in the world!"

This time, he wanted to be the best in the world and unrivaled.

"Ha ha!"

Huang Xuemei suddenly laughed.

"Even if you know that I have the Demonic Qin in my hand, do you still dare to say that you are invincible?"

Su Qing knew the meaning of her words and ignored the sarcasm in the other person's eyes. He said calmly: "Actually, losing is nothing to me. I'm afraid no one in the world can let me win!"

He looked at the heroic woman in front of him, who was more domineering than a man, and said casually: "If the road to the top is always sunny and windy, what's the difference from being on the ground? I am different from those who do whatever it takes and only pursue results.

People are different. What I pursue is everything I encounter on this road, because the harder the road under your feet, the more pleasure you can enjoy when you reach the top. And the most important thing is not to get something from nothing.

Possession is a step-by-step process of getting it!”

Su Qing said it calmly and calmly.

"How about we make a pact?"

Huang Xuemei was thinking about Su Qing's words. When she suddenly heard this sentence, she asked: "What?"

Su Qing rubbed the finger on his hand and said: "Aren't you also trying to attract the attention of these heroes? When the time comes, you and I will fight in front of everyone in the world. If I lose, I will give you my life. If you lose, I will

I need the method of practicing Tianlong Bayin!"

Huang Xuemei frowned, she was very sensitive to the "Tian Mo Qin", which was the reason why her family was destroyed. When she heard Su Qing mention the "Tian Long Ba Yin", she saw murderous intent in her eyes, and her whole body was filled with energy, as if

If you disagree, you will take action.

She sneered and said: "I thought you were different from those sanctimonious and decent people from famous families. It turns out that you were also doing it for Tian Mo Qin,"

Su Qing felt helpless and waved her hand.

"Wait a minute, I just want the practice method of Tianlong Bayin, not the Tianmo Qin, you understand!"

Only then did Huang Xuemei stop her sneer and turned into puzzlement. Without the control of the "Heavenly Demon Qin", the power of the Heavenly Dragon's Eight Sounds would be unbearable for anything. In the least, the weapon would be destroyed, and in the worst, people would be killed. Her face was calm and stern.
To be continued...