The grave bag in front of him slowly opened, and inside, what was buried was not a skeleton, but a bone piano.
A piano made of white bones.
It floated out quietly and floated in front of Tang Mingyang.
Seeing this bone qin, Tang Mingyang seemed to understand something.
This may be the clue left by his previous life as Xue said.
He looked up at the battle in the sky, and the old man at this moment had long been crippled by the snow, dying, and sealed in the void.
Xue didn't seem to kill the old man either.
In her, everything is fixed, and the Confucian should not die in her hands, but in Tang Mingyang.
This is in line with the layout of this game.
"Master, it's your turn!"
Xue said to Tang Mingyang.
As soon as the thought moved, the Confucian old man who was sealed by her slowly floated in front of Tang Mingyang.
At this moment, the Confucian old man was haunted by an evil aura, and his crazy eyes flashed with killing intent and hatred.
However, his cultivation had already been blown away by the snow, and he couldn't speak, and he couldn't make a sound.
Snow, standing in the void.
And it didn't fall down.
"All this, is it really fate?"
Tang Mingyang's gaze was a little confused.
"Yes."
Xue nodded and said.
"Old Ru, do you want to die in my hands?"
Tang Mingyang's brows furrowed slightly.
In any case, the Confucian old man at this moment is not the Confucian old man he knows.
Maybe it's the pull of fate.
Maybe it's the layout of his previous life.
"Yes."
Snow nodded.
"But in this world, if you have to obey fate, then ......
What's the point of detachment?
” Tang Mingyang asked rhetorically.
"But you're not detached yet."
Xue said.
"That's why I don't dare to be at the mercy of fate."
Tang Mingyang said.
"Master, you ......
What are you doing?
” Snow, as if having realized, something is wrong.
"You're not snow, are you?"
Tang Mingyang said.
"You......
What did you say?
” Xue's eyes, which were hidden in the evil aura, flashed with a touch of murderous intent.
"Although Snow serves me as the Lord, she will never call me master."
When Tang Mingyang said this, his eyes gradually became sharp.
Xue used to call him son-in-law all the time.
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Therefore, from the moment Xue woke up this time and called him the first master, Tang Mingyang had already sensed that something was wrong.
Probably, he saved a fake snow.
I want to find out the whereabouts of the real snow through this fake snow.
He's always been able to endure it.
It's just that this game seems to have come to an end.
He vaguely felt that his fate seemed to be coming to an end.
"I call you Childe, that's a matter of this life.
I call you master, that is the cause and effect of your last life!
It's just that you forget. ” Snow argued.
"I see."
Tang Mingyang nodded.
I don't know if he believed it or not.
"Secluded~" When Xiao You heard this, he became angry.
It looked at the snow in the void and shouted loudly, it said, it also felt that something was wrong with this snow!
In the past, it was always unpleasant to look at the snow, but now, it is pleasing to the eye!
This little guy, although he has a tendon on weekdays, is not stupid.
The reason why it doesn't have the breath that makes it annoying must be that it was deliberately done.
"Well, whether she's really snow or not, we'll find out soon."
Tang Mingyang summoned Xiao Yu back, touched its flame head, and soothed the angry flames in its heart.
"Secluded~" The little guy yelled loudly, and he said that he was angry with his little ghost.
Tang Mingyang's mind moved, and the bone qin suspended in front of him fell into his hands.
Bite!
Plucking the strings, a clear and sad sound sounded.
The snow in the void vaguely felt that something was wrong, and his face changed slightly.
With the sound of Tang Mingyang's first piano sound.
The bone qin in his hand, in his playing, a familiar melody sounded.
This familiar melody is nothing else, it is the song "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven".
Back then, it was a song that made the old man obsessed.
It was also passed on to him by the snow, so that he knew his fate.
Like all raindrops, they will eventually fall to the earth.
All causes will have effects.
It's time to put an end to this.
Tang Mingyang also played "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven"!
Know the fate of the sky, know the fate of yourself!
All, the Confucian saw his death, but he was willing to die with his body.
And what about Tang Mingyang now?
What will he see again?!
The snow in the void seemed to be nervous, but in fact, the moment Tang Mingyang played the song "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven", the killing intent in her eyes disappeared, and turned into a sigh of relief.
After arranging so many bureaus, it took a lot of hard work to make Tang Mingyang grow to this point, and then lead Tang Mingyang here.
Why?
Isn't it just for Tang Mingyang to play this song "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven" here?
Let him, in this "Know the Destiny of Heaven", understand his fate, and understand what he should do as a chess piece?
With the playing of the tune of knowing the destiny of heaven.
The old man who was severely injured and sealed by the snow on the ground, in his body, an evil black qi slowly floated out, slowly condensing a drop of evil blood.
A drop of blood similar to the body of snow.
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"No......
Stop!
Stop it!
” This evil drop of blood doesn't seem to be able to listen to the melody of the song "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven".
It seems that within the kilometer of this tomb, this song of "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven" has a unique power and has a strong restraint on it.
He struggled desperately, and even wanted to attack Tang Mingyang.
It's a pity that when the rhythm is played, a special energy aura will form around Tang Mingyang's body.
Drops of evil blood cannot escape.
Slowly, it burned in the void.
"Tang Mingyang, you ......
What the hell are you going to do?
” Snow, vaguely aware that something is wrong.
"I finally understand what you are."
Tang Mingyang killed this drop of evil blood in "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven", as if he understood something.
"Humph!"
Xue Leng snorted.
"You are all incarnated by the demons of fate."
Tang Mingyang said lightly.
He suddenly remembered what Snow had told him before: Anyone who steps on the altar of fate will become a puppet of fate.
Before, he didn't understand.
Now, he's moving.
These words have two meanings.
The first layer refers to the fact that a demon like Xue is transformed and can never escape the control of fate.
The other layer refers to those who step on the altar of fate, once they are taken away by the demon of fate, they will live forever and eternally, and they will not be able to transcend and get rid of the control of fate.
"Haha!
Yes and how, no, and what?
” Snow suddenly burst out laughing, laughing, a little sadly.
"You're not snow, you should have taken away the snow!
Let her come out, I want to talk to her, a few words. ” Tang Mingyang said.
In this knowing the destiny of heaven, he seems to know his destiny.
In his eyes, there was a color of compassion, and suddenly, how similar he was to the old Confucian when he played this song "Knowing the Destiny of Heaven".