Chapter 445 (1/2)
Hanshanyue stood on the high platform unmoved. At the moment when the cheering voice was about to Ding Teng, his hands suddenly closed.
The cheers of all the people are like being surrounded by an inexplicable force, forming a line, like a giant dragon with a sound combination flying to the sky
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In a cave in Tianshu mountain.
A man in red is playing an ice blue Guqin in the bright and dark hall.
Around him, however, there were eight young women sitting there, all of whom were wearing red dresses. Although they had different faces, they all had small and exquisite hands. It's the kind of player at first sight. It's delicate and white.
In fact, no matter what their identity is, they have one thing in common. They are all Guqin masters! It's the heroine in the city's rampant disappearance.
At the moment, they are sitting in eight positions respectively, and the posture of meditation is also the posture of playing the piano. They have no piano on their knees, but they are all playing it one by one.
With their movements, it seems that there is something soft and delicate from their fingertips, twining and winding to the ice blue Guqin on the red man's knee.
The ancient Qin is a seven string Qin. I don't know what material the strings are made of. It's also sky blue. There's a glimmer of light on the strings.
Among the seven strings, one of them is obviously dark in color, as if it has been taken away from the charm and seriously injured.
And the flow of the delicate breath that came out of the fingers of the eight women was the dim string.
With the eight women's breath pouring in, the string seemed to be re energized, and the color finally began to gradually become bright, little by little recovered
But the eight women seemed to be slowly drained of their aura, and their faces became more and more white and lusterless.
They were stupefied, obviously controlled by the sound of a man in red. Fingers are playing mechanically, but their eyes are full of terror. I just can't control myself