Music is the origin of the sound, and its origin lies in the human heart's feelings of things. Therefore, those who feel sad will be killed by the sound; those who feel happy will be slow; those who feel happy will be dispersed; those who feel angry will be rough and sharp; those who feel respectful will be straight and honest; those who feel loving will be harmonious and soft.

Xu Shen likes music, whether it is the ringing of gold and stone bells, or the sound of silk and bamboo. He is not very particular. A person who can resonate with the sound will not only change his emotions due to changes in music, but will also convey his emotions to the music through his heart... However, since his opposition to Wang, his original heart has been angry or sad, and often before his joy has completely filled his whole body, he will be hit by the bad news of the next moment. The music he hears is no longer as light and joy as before, but instead has a hint of depression and depression.

He did not pay attention to the form of musical instruments and music, but tonight, he became disgusted with Hu Le for the first time. Although he was more lively than usual, more adaptable to the atmosphere of the banquet, and made the listeners become more popular, he was still very harsh in his ears... The music was beautiful, the dance was enchanting, but his original heart was cool. For Puxiang and the others, it was more like a celebration banquet. The loss of a small amount of manpower could bring huge rewards; but for him, Xu Shen, this meant losing all his money, and if he was not careful, his wife and children might be separated.

There has been no news about the family of Yixing Xu. It is obvious that he has become another abandoned son of Xu on the road to survival.

It's dispensable... so sad.

He said something to deal with, but he still wanted to sell his dignity and prayed to Master Puxiang to take him in. Xu Shen's heartache was as if he had cut it, but he could not show any unhappiness on his face. In this situation, how could he fall asleep peacefully? Although he was the only one assigned to him, he was sleepy as if he was far away from him. He had fallen asleep quickly in bed for the first time, and in the dark night, he lay quietly and stared at the front of the black hole.

Smell and hearing maximize in the darkness. The drops of water falling from the top of the tent, the voices of people outside, the sounds of people talking, coughing, walking, and various insect sounds, mixed together to form the most unique harsh sound, turning into countless silver needles, pinned in the heart, and a slight movement will cause tiny pain.

In this case, the sudden sound of walking outside the tent naturally attracted his attention... It was not the sound of one person's footsteps, but several people who had not slept all night, but were not tired, but were in a crazy state of awakeness. After thinking a little, he realized the abnormality outside, and naturally he sneered at the words found by the people outside later.

Although he was already wearing clothes, he made a sound on purpose, rubbed his clothes and made a sound of wearing clothes. Then he touched the sword at the head of the bed, confirmed that the people outside were waiting, split the tent hard, and then ran out and shouted: "Wake up, there is an assassin!"

For a moment, it seemed as if a little flame fell into the dry pile of firewood and exploded in an instant.

The people watching outside woke up and shouted in response, holding weapons to Xu Shen; the people in the tent ran out before they even had time to put on their clothes, and my bright long sword in my hand; the torches ignited one by one, reflecting the camp; the man Puxiang came from the side of the real person Puxiang, and then the tall Taoist refugee walked out naked...

Killing is about to break out.

Blood first burst out from Xu Shen's tent. The night watchman who had just run over was killed by the military soldiers in the county city. Then a group of military soldiers who had been prepared long ago rushed in outside and rushed into the group of refugee troops that had not been prepared... Some people had just walked out of the tent and were still naked and were slashed by the person in front of them with a knife, and their broken limbs flew far away.

When his life was threatened, the refugee army quickly counterattacked and stopped the Wushu's rush. The two sides fought together, and the chaotic fight. Between the shaking torches and the empty darkness, every time the knife swung was a judgment of fate. Blood and fire were intertwined, no one dared to take it lightly.

Xu Shen hid in the darkness, looked around, holding the sword tightly in his hand, and his body was still trembling nervously. Behind him was a tent, just covering the fire on the other side, but he didn't dare to just run away like this. He kept glad and carefully distinguished the sounds around him, as if a villain in his heart was constantly alerting him: there were still people staring at him.

Who is it?

Holding his breath, he could not see anyone in his field of vision... His brain was blank, and at this moment, he had no choice but to rely on himself.

Suddenly, a "sniff" sound came from around him. He suddenly looked up and was about to run forward, but his neck suddenly became cold. A cold long sword crossed in front of him. Xu Shen's body froze, loosened his hand, and his sword fell to the ground: "You, don't do it!"

Just like the sound of him cutting through the tent just now, it sounded behind him, and one hand grabbed his shoulder. The person behind him pushed him forward. He looked back and saw that the tent behind him was broken and a small group of people were walking out.

One of them had a familiar figure. He walked up to him, breathed out a stream of heat and hit his face, and said, "Mr. County Master, we are meeting again."

The voice was a little low, with a hint of hoarseness.

"Wang Shuping..." Xu Shen's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, as if he was a little disbelief. He looked at the person in front of him, and then looked at the person next to him, "Yu Zhijian, Yu Zimei?"

"Are you surprised?" Wang Ningzhi smiled in a low voice, "The county magistrate should be satisfied. He can see us again before he dies, but he must see our appearance clearly. Even if he turns into a ghost after death, he can still find the right creditor, right?"

"Shuping, what do you mean?" Hearing Wang Ningzhi's words something wrong, Yu Fu hurried forward.

"Nothing interesting, Brother Zimei, don't misinterpret my meaning randomly. I just want to say that the scene is so chaotic now, and it's dark night again. We have worked hard to catch Xu Shen. It's so lucky... Not only are you and me lucky, but the country and the people's luck. People like Xu Shen who are tying enemies and traitors and harming loyal people-" Turning around, looking at Yu Fu who is walking over, Wang Ningzhi smiled on his face, spreading his hands, indicating that he has no other intentions. Then, at the moment when Yu Fu relaxed, the hand that approached Xu Shen touched the cold blade. Without a trace of hesitation, he pressed hard, "Isn't it a pity to die?"

Facing everyone's surprise, a blood lotus bloomed in front of Xu Shen's throat!

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Wind, moon, night before dawn.

The station, the torches are surging, the flashing cold light, the hot blood, the moans and the manic cry.

After all, it was just one-sided crushing... Kuaiji County itself is a military county, and most of the military soldiers came from the army. Not to mention that the quality was higher than that of Puxiang's real person's vassal army, it was roughly equivalent. What's more, it took the lead and the number of people. The refugee soldiers at the garrison retreated quickly and were eventually surrounded by the military soldiers.

Many people died, and there were still many people rolling and moaning on the ground.

True Man Puxiang was standing in front of his tent, naked, with his upper body open, his pupils angrily, looking at the Wu Zu who suddenly came over, looking at the subordinates who were lying on the ground, no matter how unwilling to admit it, he had to face this fact: the elite soldiers sent to attack Wang's family might not be able to come back. In the eyes of his experienced refugee commander, these people who were naturally unable to withstand the Wu Zu's offensive.

The refugee soldiers gathered in front of the tent of Puxiang Zhenren, holding a bloody sword in their hands, carefully guarding the martial soldiers on the periphery. The two sides no longer confronted each other, but were in a stalemate. They looked at Puxiang Zhenren, hoping that at this critical moment, this majestic refugee general who was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people could bring about a turn of things, and perhaps a little vitality. Suddenly, Puxiang Zhenren sighed heavily, walked to a soldier beside him, snatched the knife from his hand, and did not stop for a long time, turned around and walked into the tent again.

Soon a scream came from inside, and the woman's begging for mercy and crying. After a while, he returned to peace. The body of Puxiang, who walked out again, was stained with blood. Looking at the group of people outside, he grinned: "What are you stunned? It's just a group of women, you'll die if you die... If you want to survive, you'll fight with me!"

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Kuaiji, Taoyuan.

The light green sky is inlaid with a waning moon, and the earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil. The swaying peach trees sway gently in the wind, and petals keep falling, wet in the puddles.

On the grass pavilion, there was a graceful body lying on it, staring at the distant east sky, watching the newborn rising sun break free from the cage of the night, climbing out bit by bit, sprinkling soft light.

There was a sound of walking around next to him. The middle-aged slave came over and saw her lifting the quilt again. He was helpless. He covered her and said, "It's all about to get married. The girl still doesn't know how to take care of herself."

When the man lying on the soft couch heard this, he moved gently, turned around and looked at the middle-aged servant, his eyes turned a little dark, as if he had not been asleep all night: "So what if you get married? Isn't you still there? Besides, what's the difference between marrying or not? My husband, maybe how can I hold a grudge against me... Anyway, with my elder brother here, I can't ignore me."

"The girl and Dalang have a good relationship." The servant smiled, "but, you seem to have not slept for another night."

"Brother hasn't returned overnight. I'm very worried when I heard something happened in the county town." Yu Nanzi smiled, not caring about dark circles, and looked at the peach trees around him in the light of dawn. After a while, he sighed quietly, "Unknown to me, the flowering period of peach blossoms has passed like this. It's a pity that these fallen flowers, if it weren't for this storm, might have been able to stay for a little longer..."

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Chapter completed!