Chapter 1304: Another piano sound (2) (question ticket)

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"I think that Wei Tianming's focus is on sealing the Shaguang Branch. We are just the object of their incidental attack."
Mu Yan’s gaze couldn’t help but turn to this desolate shaking branch.
During this time, because the emperor and the younger uncle were not there, the number of people who came to shake the branch was reduced.
So much so that it slowly began to become sullen, as if there were ghosts around.
Mu Yan frowned slightly.
Just like when she first entered the Shaguang Branch, she always felt that there was something in this Shake Branch.
Can not see, can not touch, but from time to time let her chills on the back.
Shake the branch, what happened in the past, will this a large branch be abandoned?
......
At night, Mu Yan slept in a sleep.
The sound of the piano was suddenly heard in the ear.
Such as crying, complaining, desolate and resentful.
But with the gloom of the mountains and rivers.
Mu Yan suddenly woke up from his sleep and asked Qihuang and Xiaofeng. "Have you heard the piano?"
Qi Huang lazily turned over, "What is the sound of the piano, Jun Muyan, are you dreaming?"
The ball was also confused and shook his head. "Beautiful sister, the ball didn't hear anything!"
The sound of the piano at the ear of Mu Yan is already a lot smaller, but it can be heard carefully.
For those who are good at music, the emotions and conducts expressed in the music are the most invisible.
The so-called high mountain flowing water knows the sound, as it is.
Mu Yan listened and listened, and there seemed to be a vague shadow in front of her eyes.
Suffering from the trauma, riddled with holes and grievances.
But that is the righteousness and arrogance, but it has never been erased.
Mu Yan couldn't help but get up and follow the sound.
I almost spared the entire Shaguang branch, but I never found the source of the sound.
Moreover, Mu Yan always felt that the sound of the piano was getting lighter and lighter, as if slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.
She almost disappointed and returned.
Suddenly stopped in front of a huge cliff.
I always feel that the sounds heard here are a bit louder and more solid.
Mu Yan gently touched the cliff with his hand, and even cut a few swords, but did not think it is different from ordinary cliffs.
The sound of the piano is getting weaker and weaker, as if it is desperate, and it seems to give up everything.
Mu Yan’s heart could not bear, and suddenly sat down on the knees, and the seven swords in his hands were turned into Tianqu.
Ten fingers move, the piano sounds wrinkled.
The same is like a cry, but there is no sorrow, but lingering.
The same gas swallows the mountains and rivers, but there is no resentment, but breaks through the nine.
Slowly, light and heavy, the two kinds of music are blended together.
You have nourished me, I have nourished you.
You warmed me, I warmed you.
The mountains are flowing, and the world is at your fingertips.
At the end of the song, the rising sun in the east sky rises.
Mu Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her body and spirit were somewhat collapsed, but she felt that she could not tell the heart.
She has never fought with the piano and the piano, to the extent that she is so informed.
She doesn't know who this person is, whether it is male or female, and she is always young.
It can only be matched by a piece of music, but she feels that this person and her are natural confidants.
Suddenly, the voice of Qihuang came from the ear. "Jun Muyan, why are you playing the piano suddenly at night?"
Mu Yan’s heart is already clear, but she still couldn’t help but ask:
You really only heard my piano sound, can't you hear another piano sound?

Qihuang frowned, "Where is the other piano sound, Jun Muyan, are you climbing the tower to climb the stupid?"