novelBonte Chapter 353 The Eternal Night Playwright
Chapter 353 The Eternal Night Playwright
Chapter 353 The Eternal Night Playwright
When the undercurrent surged on the Holy Demon Peak, and Qi Xie was facing a dead end, he said that the mysterious underworld was three thousand feet down, the blood was dark and the world was surging, sweeping the waves, and the waves were endless!
In the mysterious Eternal Night Theater, a mysterious figure, wearing a black robe, has a gorgeous appearance, luxurious clothes, wrapped around the body, elegant and dignified in the noble dialect!
The figure sitting in front of the piano, his fingers trembling extremely quickly, slid across the keys, and as the fingertips flew, the luxurious piano could no longer restrain the beating notes, and burst out of the air!
Soothing and intense intersect, elegant and vulgar fetters, like a mortal resisting fate, and like a child looking at the sky, with longing, but more ignorance and admiration!
Mysterious music, with the beating of the notes, the ups and downs are more and more obvious. Beside the gorgeous piano, there is a half glass of red wine, as bright as blood. At this moment, it is dark and unclear, flickering and swaying!
Duo, Rui, Mi, Fa, Suo, La, Xi, Nao~~~~~
Countless unknown notes flowed out with the ups and downs of the keys, but the meanings in them, but no one could interpret them until the last moment.
As the mind of the person playing the piano changes, the sound of the piano also changes, becoming clearer and easier to understand!
Through complex notes, the result of translation is: "Eternal Night is the light that reflects eternal life, baptizes all peoples, and honors the palace."
The appearance of the poem horn heralded the end of this magnificent performance, and it came to an abrupt end.
The sound of the zither has stopped, but the playwright does not see any action. Instead, he lowers his eyes, closes his eyes, and falls into deep thought. More often than not, he reflects on his mistakes and the melodious past!
After waiting for a while, he slowly stood up and left the place where he was sitting. His gorgeous robe was completely exposed to the air, and the curtains fell to the ground, swaying.
At the same time, the breeze blows, revealing its true appearance, just like the sun god Apollo, wearing a mysterious and elegant mask, holding the ghost scepter, and its temperament is even more noble!
After getting up, the playwright flicked his sleeves, a flash of light flashed, and the piano disappeared, only the red wine gleamed flickeringly, standing alone on one side, bloody and coquettish.
Putting the wine glass on the corner of his lips, and taking a sip, the playwright frowned slightly, a little displeased, as if he was dissatisfied with the wine in his hand, and then he gently put down the wine glass.
Even at this moment, his movements are still full of elegance and nobility!
"Puppet one!"
Turned away, hidden in the darkness.
"See God of the Underworld!"
As the words fell, an admiring voice came from behind, and Puppet seemed to have been waiting here, waiting for the order of the god of darkness, wholeheartedly.
"The dazzler has to go out!"
It's like stating the facts, firm and persistent, without the slightest mortal mood swings.
"God of the underworld, where do you want to go?"
Raising his head slightly, Puppet carefully looked at the back hidden in the shadows, and asked softly, but there was a faint light in his eyes, containing desire.
He craves recognition.
It belongs to the approval of the god of the underworld.
It's a pity that this time he is destined to be disappointed again, because his words are destined to be empty, and waiting for no answer can only be empty.
Puppet Yi left in a state of despair. He had to leave because Di Ming was no longer in front of his eyes. When he just finished speaking, he had already disappeared.
The reason why it is called a puppet to come here.
Maybe it's just a notification, or it's just an order, an order that each other knows well, other than that, there is no other superfluous emotion.
As for the meaning in the words of the God of the Underworld, Puppet of course knows the meaning of the God of the Underworld. How could he not keep the habits of the God of the Underworld in mind when he regards the God of the Underworld as everything?
Take care of this magic theater.
Take good care of this underworld three thousand feet.
Help him watch the chess pieces in the record and destiny planning book, whether someone has attached to the previous trajectory.
Everything goes without saying, just because it is too familiar and too unfamiliar, which creates the picture in front of me.
Thinking of the respect for the god of the underworld, Puppet became more and more jealous of that existence called heresy who was in the same source as him, until he became jealous.
"The sword follows the wind!"
Gritting his teeth and murmuring, dissipated in the breeze passing by, the clown puppet finally left the magic theater with the puppet, and he needed to complete the confession of the god of darkness.
I hope that when the god of the underworld returns, there will be a little bit of joy, and a little bit more appreciation and praise for him because of his dedication.
That way, he would be satisfied.
The dark night, the hurried figures, and the huge crowds all showed that they were fleeing, escaping from this difficult situation where they had lost their foothold.
"Hurry up, hurry up, follow up!"
Looking at the elves who gradually slowed down beside him, Huang Yang Yaoxue hurriedly urged.
He was originally a wanton and unrestrained person, but Ni Shenyang entrusted him before he left, so he had to become calm and responsible, because he had to be responsible for the elves.
He is responsible for the departure of the Yang God. For this reason, he must bring the elves back to their ancestral land in the elves world no matter what, leaving the last seed of hope for the Kariyu clan.
"Snow Lord!"
Beast King God of War Ni walked up to him, looked at Huang Yang Yaoxue, who was rarely seen solemnly nowadays, let out a soft sigh, and said, "We have been walking for several days, and ordinary people can't hold on any longer, why don't we take a rest? "
Stopping walking, Huang Yang Yaoxue turned to look at the Beast King with an ugly face. He didn't know the reason for this, but the sense of crisis in his heart forced him to hurry.
"The Beast King."
Staring at the God of War Ni, Huang Yang Yaoxue was about to explain, when suddenly a strange image rose up in the distance, making him stare intently, ignoring the explanation.
"Um?"
Seeing Huang Yang Yaoxue's reaction, Beast King and God of War Ni couldn't help turning his head to look.
Tap!
Tap!
Tap!
With the sound of horseshoes, a heavenly horse, like a wheel cover and the sun, slowly came from the distant sky, dragging a gorgeous carriage, reflecting a solemn god!
"Eternal night is the light that reflects eternal life, baptizes all peoples, and honors the palace."
Seeing the person coming, feeling the oppressive aura of heaven and earth, as if a mighty sun had descended, Huang Yang Yaoxue couldn't help but secretly surged his true energy, and concentrated his attention to guard against the incoming person's actions.
He had only encountered this kind of aura before on Yangshen. Even in the previous battle, only the Faru Lord Fengtian had shown the same aura.
But now, his elf family wants to retreat to the elves world, but encounters such a peak master, Huang Yang Yaoxue has to think more, and also has to be on guard.
"Who is here?"
Beast King and God of War Ni, who was at the side, could no longer bear the oppressive atmosphere, and couldn't help shouting loudly under the oppression.
"Eternal Night Playwright!"
Solemn, majestic, and noble, just like the nobles in the books, indifferent, ruthless, and profound, but like the gods above the nine heavens, looking down on mortals!
Come, Yongye Playwright!
(End of this chapter)