The Secret of the Seal Chapter 128

"What a pity…" Chuchu mumbled and waved her head.

Qin Dong turned to her and asked in astonishment, "You understand music?"

She nodded, "A little! Not so proficient as Li Yexue, but much better than Long Ye."

Qin Dong laughed, "Long Ye understands? He ruins the music! I would explode, if I were his xiao!"

Chuchu giggled, "You play better than him?"

Qin Dong shook head, "Not really. I'm not that interested in playing xiao as he does!"

"What instrument are you good at?" Chuchu asked curiously.

Qin Dong did not respond but took out the gold messenger sword left by his father from Qian Kun Sheng.

The sword was common in the heavens but rare in the mortal realm. Chuch's eyes flashed instantly when seeing it.

"What's it?" She feigned curiosity.

He smiled, "My instrument! No, I can't allow Long Ye to ruin Li Yexue's music any longer."

"Duang!" A clear and melodic sound like a dragon howl sounded and spread in the whole auditorium.

Before Chuchu figured out what happened, Qin Dong held the sword in left hand and the five fingers of his right hand danced on it. As he played, the music in ebbs and flows integrated with Li Yexue's rhythm.

She would not believe that a long sword could be used to play wonderful music until today.

As he rapped the gold sword, the melodic notes marveled Chuchu.

The entire auditorium was excited by the melody, especially Long Ye, who was astounded. No matter how he tried, his music could not melt into Li Yexue's rhythm, as if discarded. He even found his song harsh and was awkward to continue.

Suffering, Li Yexue cheered suddenly like shocked by electricity when hearing Qin Dong's melody, fingers losing control and wandering on the instrument. The wondrous feeling of finding a bosom friend bewitched her.

Qin Dong's music brought all the listeners into a wonderland.

On a vast battle field two armies threw up defenses. Soldiers were armed with halberds, horses neighing and drum sounds rocking sky. A general in golden armor straddled on a horse and stared at the enemy campus with a sharp look, with his sword unsheathed.

A graceful figure danced elegantly and gazed at the general on a mountain not far away from him with tearful eyes.

"Kill!" In the thunderous drumbeat, the general's roar excited his soldiers. Instantly, horses of the two armies lunged forward and dusts rolled. Hearts of the listeners thumped for the scene.

If Chuchu focused on Qin Dong's dancing fingers, she would be startled that shadows emerged on the sword glimmering in golden light as if alive.

Dread yells quaked the heavens and earth and whinnies nearly pierced the sky. The courageous general like a god ducked and tucked with his soldiers among the opponents. Flashing coldly, the sword in his hand cut the heads of his enemy and threw them in the sky.

The girl dancing on the peak speeded up and her spinning dress swayed up and down like an elf. How gorgeous the view was.

All of a sudden! At the end of the sky, dark clouds tumbled and careered towards the center of the battle field. Before people saw clearly what they were, a trace of fearful killing intent swept across. 

Nearer and nearer, the clouds made of millions of blood-thirsty flashing arrows arrived like death god's screams. Blood spurting and shrieks booming, people raced to fall down like the wheat reaped by sickles. The scene broke the viewers' hearts.

Chapter end