"Let's just say so."
When Song Lang asked Princess Qiandu of the Peacock Imperial Court if she was going to provoke a dispute between the two countries to declare war on the West Wind Kingdom, Princess Qiandu's answer was as such.
Straightforward, decisive, and a little careless.
What kind of feeling was this?
Like a young boy who had just awakened to love, shyly and fearfully handed the love letter that he had carefully prepared for a long time to the girl he liked, but the girl just replied 'put it there'.
The things that you regard as important as life, in the eyes of others are just some trivial things.
Was this the confidence of the Emperor's family?
Song Lang was a member of the Song family, and if there was no need, he would not dare to provoke a conflict between countries. Not to mention that it was a war with a super empire like the Peacock Imperial Court. Only the core figures of the Song family could agree to it.
He thought that as the Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, she should have the same idea as him — — While enjoying power, she also had to bear the corresponding responsibility.
How could she easily push the people into the flames of war?
However, the Peacock Princess did not care about this at all. What status, what obligations, she did not seem to care at all.
"If you want to fight, I'll fight."
Song Lang understood that this was what she meant.
Arrogant, conceited, and condescending.
If someone else dared to treat him like this, Song Lang would have broken their legs or directly cut off their limbs and thrown them into a mass grave to be buried — —
But the person who said this to him was the Little Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, and was also carrying the world-famous five-element glass mirror.
Even if you wanted to take the risk to kill her, it would not be an easy thing to do — —
She was like a rose with spikes, you can't pick it, you can't take her away. There was nothing you could do to her.
"Even if you're a human, you can't cheat like this."
"Ying Qiandu, do you know what you're saying?" Song Lang thundered. "How can the conflict between countries be a child's play?"
"This is not a child's play." The White Feather General pointed to the battle in the distance. "Has it not already begun?"
While they were talking, the Qilin army was being utterly defeated by the Ghost dancer corps. The formation was beginning to collapse and the people's morale was beginning to fall apart. It was only a matter of time before the entire army was slaughtered.
"Ying Qiandu …" Song Lang was filled with grief and indignation. He shouted, "Is there a need to be so decisive? No way out? "
"Resolute?" The White Feather General's voice suddenly became sharp, pointing at Li Muyang and the others who were protected by fatty Gongshu Yuan. "When you used the power of the whole country to deal with Li Muyang, why were you so decisive? When you gathered the cultivators of a country to hunt down Li Muyang, why didn't you think of leaving him a way out? "
"He's just a man of no importance. However, your Ying family and our Song family will have more business dealings in the future … "
"Dream on." The White Feather General interrupted Song Lang's words and said firmly: "Our Ying family will never conspire with a usurper. That would be an insult to the Ying family. "
"Ying Qiandu …"
"What? Feeling very sad and indignant? Feeling powerless? Feeling that you have suffered a great injustice? When you treated Li Muyang that way, you did not think that you would have such a day, right? " The White Feather General's voice was vicious. "Now, I will reenact all the pain you have brought to Li Muyang on the Song family."
As she spoke, the White Feather General's body suddenly floated up, the sword in her hand had long been inserted into the sword case on the back of the horse, and a dark green short flute was clasped in the middle of her palm.
"Magic Flute."
Song Lang exclaimed aloud.
He had a feeling of wanting to die.
The Magic Flute was also a treasure of the divine continent. Although its ranking was not as high as the Tear of the Dragon King, the Heart of the Weak water and other epic divine weapons, but it was also a powerful existence that could be listed in the [Treasure and Weapons List].
The Magic Flute could play a variety of murderous tunes. As a cultivator grew stronger, the destructive power of the music they could play would increase as well. Different tunes, the size of the tune, the pessimistic mood, and the battle power that could be displayed were also different. The more majestic the tune, the stronger the battle power that could be produced. For example, [Journey of the Gallant], [Ambush on ten sides], [General's order].
When the strength of the cultivator reached a certain level, a tune could kill thousands of troops and horses.
Thinking about it carefully, what was the difference between such an act and that of a god?
The Magic Flute was mainly responsible for killing and attacking.
The five-element glass mirror was mainly responsible for defence, and could defend against the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.
The two complemented each other and cooperated with each other. How could they fight this battle?
Song Lang thought that if he was not Song Lang, he would simply lay down his arms and surrender.
It was simply bullying.
The White Feather General's body was suspended in the air, the wind was strong, her colourful clothes were fluttering in the strong wind, and her white feathers were fluttering in the wind.
She held the short flute in both hands, the flute was crisp, but her fingers were slender and white.
She held the Magic Flute to her mouth, and a hurried sound suddenly sounded.
Kill!
The word that was played was the word 'kill'.
The short sound was like a dagger, stabbing towards Song Lang in the distance without warning.
Song Lang was a veteran of hundreds of battles and had extremely rich fighting experience.
He blocked the long sword in his hand against his chest.
Clang …
A crisp sound rang out, and his body took two steps back. The note that was played by the Magic Flute also hit his blade, shattering into pieces.
Before Song Lang had time to catch his breath, a string of characters with murderous intent was played from the Magic Flute.
"Ode of the Gallant"!
The White Feather General was playing the most murderous "Ode of the General".
Killing a man in ten steps
Invincible for a thousand miles
Brushing off one's clothes when done
Without leaving one's body or reputation
※ ※ ※
Every character was a dagger, and every note was a heavy blow.
A long string of notes was a long spear, a sharp sword, and a knife slashing horizontally at Song Lang's position.
Song Lang felt the pressure.
He held the long sword in his hand and kept slashing, cutting off the characters and tones that were flying towards him.
However, the Magic Flute did not stop, and the characters continued to come.
Like the water of the sea, it never dried up.
Like the sky, it never ended.
The more Song Lang slashed, the more frightened he became. The more he slashed, the harder it was.
Because he found that when the flute sound became more rapid and intense, the notes gathered more and more, and there was a posture of surrounding him.
"I must not let it surround me."
Song Lang thought in his heart.
"If I am surrounded by those notes, I will be pierced by the sword and die without a burial place."
When Song Lang thought so in his heart, he was ready to make his toughest counterattack.
He slashed a pile of notes with his sword, and then his body quickly flew up into the sky.
The higher he flew, the faster he flew. It was as if he wanted to rush beyond the clouds.
Boom …
As he charged up into the sky, his body suddenly burned fiercely.
The red was dazzling, and the flames filled the sky.
The burning flame flew higher and higher, and finally completely disappeared in front of people's eyes.
The White Feather General did not care and just played his own song to his heart's content.
"Ode of the Gallant"!
The sound of killing!
The song that broke the enemy!
The song was high-pitched and rapid, with a violent style, and could not be easily interrupted. Otherwise, even he would be hurt.
Boom …
The red flame descended rapidly from the sky, as if a meteor had suddenly fallen from the sky.
The torch drew a beautiful arc on the black curtain, and then smashed toward the White Feather General who was playing the song with a bang.
The White Feather General raised her face, held the flute with both hands, and played desperately.
One by one, the characters charged toward the fireball, surrounded it, and wrapped it up.
In her beautiful pupils, the fireball was getting closer and closer, and bigger and bigger.
It was about to hit her body and burn her into charcoal.
However, the White Feather General was still in the same place, standing tall in the sky, motionless.
It was not that she could not move, but that she did not dare to move.
She devoted all her mind to the song "Ode of the Gallant", and the slightest movement would lead to the leakage of Qi, and the dispersion of combat power.
At that time, it would be extremely difficult for him to restore the killing intent that had condensed to the point where it was almost solid.
Closer and closer.
Brighter and brighter.
Boom …
When the huge fireball was about to land on the head of the White Feather General, there was a sudden flash of dazzling white light in the sky, and then there was a loud explosion.
The fireball exploded.
The 'Great Light' that Song Lang had ignited his life essential yuan in his dantian was destroyed by the battle song played by the White Feather General.
His strength was far inferior to Song Gudu's, so the result of the same technique was very different.
Bang —
The dust of the explosion dissipated, and Song Lang's body fell heavily into the snow and ice.
"Ugh — —"
Song Lang was facing the sky, spurting out mouthfuls of blood.
Swoosh — —
The enemy was destroyed, and the song was dispersed.
The White Feather General, holding the magic flute, slowly descended.
Her feet landed in front of Song Lang and she looked down at him as if she was looking at a dead man.
"Ying Qiandu, you can't kill me — —" Song Lang hissed. "I am the blood of the Song family. If you kill me, your Ying family and the Song family will become mortal enemies. At that time, the West Wind Kingdom and the Great Wu Kingdom will form an alliance, which is not good for your Peacock Imperial Court — — "
"I don't care about state affairs." The White Feather General said indifferently.
She raised the magic flute in her hand and slashed it at Song Lang on the ground.
Kacha — —
A dark green qi flashed, and Song Lang's body was split into two.
Song Lang had died in battle.
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