"Is this what death feels like?"

Closing his eyes slightly, facing the golden spear stabbing towards him, the fear on Mo Yu's face had long since disappeared.

Maybe I know that I am destined to die, so I am not afraid.

Squatting on the ground with the Chiyuan Demon Sword, Mo Yu held his eyes slightly, his face was calm and a little serene.

There is no fear of dying in my heart, only boundless reluctance. It's not about dying, it's about the girl who is haunted by her own dreams. I can't let go of my worries about her, and I can't let go of my promises to her.

Is that how you feel before you die?

Why is there a strange sense of familiarity?

It's like I've already experienced it.

The golden spear glowed brightly in the sunlight. Even with his eyes closed, Mo Yu felt slightly dazzling. The cold breath on the spear, the cold hairs on Mo Yu's face, all stood up involuntarily.

Bye... My Cortana。。。。。

He opened his eyes and took a deep look at Suona, as if he wanted to imprint her figure in the deepest part of his soul. Then close your eyes and welcome death.

At this moment, a beautiful piano sound sounded, it was so wonderful, it was so beautiful... It seems that the fairy sound is flowing.

The cold golden spear stopped right in front of Mo Yu's eyes. It was only a short finger away from Mo Yu's cheek.

THE VOICE ... Be..... Tsuka.

Sanhua - is the name of Suanna's guqin.

Three years with Sauna. I listen to Sana play every day. How could Mo Yu not be familiar with the sound of the piano? What's more, the sound of the violin is more ethereal and energetic than that of a common guqin.

Mo Yu opened his eyes and looked, only to see that Suona had already knelt on the ground at some point, and the guqin behind her was also put between her hands and legs.

With both hands caressing, the melodious sound of the piano slowly spreads.

Sana's face was calm, calm with sincerity.

"Click... "

At the moment when the piano sounded, all the Yellow Sand soldiers stopped their movements and stood in the middle of the field.

The golden neck turned slightly like a machine. Look in the direction of Sona. The golden light in his eyes fluctuated slowly. It seems to be appreciating ...

"Whew... "

The sound of the piano on one side. is no longer a tactful and melodious ethereal, but a simple and heavy slaughter.

Like the autumn wind blowing on the Gobi Desert, people suddenly have a sense of vicissitudes and sadness.

This sound seems to have passed through infinite years, after countless time and space before it arrived, it seems to see a deserted ancient city, uninhabited, a Han Shi monopolizes the city, looking from afar, the horizon, the sunset falls, and the desert sea flashes with a golden light.

Desolation, mourning, vicissitudes, mystery.

If you complain like admiration, if you cry like a complaint, one, the aftermath is lingering, and it is endless.

It is like the sound of heaven, the chant of the earth.

The sound of the piano continued, but the soldiers of the yellow sand moved. It wasn't thinking about Mo Yu and Sver attacking, but the scattered formation began to slowly condense.

A desolate and tragic body emanated.

"Boom... "

Suddenly, in the direction of Suanna, all the Yellow Sand soldiers knelt down. He slowly lowered the golden spear in his hand to the ground beside him. His left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was clenched into a fist and struck hard at the place of the heart.

The lifeless golden eyes flashed a touch of sincerity, a touch of sadness, a touch of sadness...

This is the posture they used to swear allegiance to Azir thousands of years ago.

Suddenly, Mo Yu understood why these Yellow Sand soldiers were like this. Looking at them, there was a hint of respect in his eyes.

"What's going on?"

Xavier slowly came to Mo Yu's side, and asked Mo Yu in confusion. Sivir couldn't figure out why the Yellow Sand soldiers, who had just been like enemies of life and death, knelt down to Sana now.

Although, the sound of the piano is very beautiful.

"I think I see why... Glancing at Suona, who was still playing seriously, Mo Yu slowly said to Sivir.

"Oh... What's going on?"

Sivir's face is eager, there is no way, this is too weird...

"The music played by Sana reminded them of the old Azil... Sighing lightly, Mo Yu said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

Sivir asked, still puzzled.

"Don't you hear ... The sound of the piano is full of desolation and tragedy. It's like a general in the twilight of his life... "

"What?"

Sivir was still a little confused.

"Listen with your heart, and you'll understand。。。。。。 "

After speaking, he no longer looked at Xavier, but walked towards Sana step by step.

"Attentively. . . GO LISTEN ... "

Slowly closed his eyes and listened attentively to the desolate sound of the piano.

See.. Sivir saw ...

I saw a deserted ancient city, uninhabited, a general in golden armor monopolized the city, looking from afar, at the horizon, the sunset fell, and the desert sea shimmered with golden light.

This is the golden light composed of countless golden armors.

Although it was only a short moment, Sivir saw the general's expression. Desolate, tragic and unwilling...

The sand is raging, and all the golden light and desolation are buried...

Understood, Sivir also understood. Looking at these soldiers who have no life and no thoughts, their eyes also flashed with a trace of respect.

Perhaps, this was the scene at that time.

These are the last remnants of these soldiers' consciousness. And this general is their king, Azir.

Even after a thousand years, even if all the glory of the past is gone, they are as loyal to him as ever. More reliable than people.

"Whew... "

The last note fell, but the sadness and desolation in the air did not disappear... The Yellow Sands soldiers did not attack here because the sound of the piano disappeared. Instead, keep kneeling.

"Now, let's go... "

Wiping the sweat from her forehead slightly, Suona motioned for Mo Yu to leave with her eyes.

"Yes... Let's go now... "

Sivir also reacted, and ran towards the Central King City with Suona with Mo Yu in a hurry...

"Click"

After Mo Yu and the three left, the Huangsha soldiers began to move, holding the spear beside them and standing up, the golden light flashed in their eyes again, but it was a little less solemn and a little more confused.

And at this moment, the three of Mo Yu finally came to the front of the royal city.

On the dilapidated city gate, three big characters can be vaguely seen - Shurima. _

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