Chapter 67 Did You See It?

As the drums of Endeavor sounded, everyone's hearts were attracted. It was different from the uncontrollable attraction to Han Yan before. This kind of attraction was more like the vibration of the soul.

Boom——

Great rivers and mountains emerge magnificently, birds chirp, birds fly together, vast and endless rivers circle, and between heaven and earth, beautiful mountains and rivers are displayed one by one.

Boom——

It was snowing in the twelfth lunar month, desolate and miserable. Above the border fortress, a lone moon slowly rose. The sky was filled with yellow sand and dust was flying. White bones were buried under the loess. One general's achievements and ten thousand bones withered. Who knew it was the general who came.

Boom——

Battles raged, hisses wailed, blood spattered three feet deep in the loess, silver light suddenly appeared, swords met, generals died in hundreds of battles, and heroes returned after ten years. Only one sincerity can repay the bright moon, and death is not a pity.

Boom——

The souls of the dead are lingering and wailing. For thousands of years, the yellow sand has not faded, and the heaven and earth have not taken it in. Hell has been tossing and turning for three thousand hundred years. The souls of the dead martyrs are lush and green, and the wilderness is full of corpses. The miserable scenes are shocking.

Dong dong dong——

Sounds, bursts, and passionate overtures slowly unfolded. Everyone seemed to have witnessed the desolation of the frontier fortress, the bloodshed of the swords, and the requiem of the frontier fortress composed of countless shouts.

Han Fei's sweat dripped from her forehead and fell to the ground. The drops of sweat smeared the moist circles. The drumstick in her hand was like a sharp tool to capture the mind, pulling at the toughness of the soul. Spend.

"Rumble--"

In the night sky, rolling dark clouds surged up, covering the bright moonlight. Darkness appeared, covering even a trace of light, and dull thunder suddenly sounded in the dark clouds.

The low air enveloped the imperial city, and purple lightning suddenly appeared, accompanied by thunder, as if a violent storm was brewing.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The wind penetrated through the open door of the chapel, blowing away the green gauze vines on the round platform, and a red figure loomed, flashing in the round platform, shuttling between the eighteen drums.

The passionate melody echoes and stirs along with the sound of hunting wind.

Han Fei was very tired, her hands were stained with sweat, and her eyes were blurred. She couldn't see her surroundings clearly and didn't want to look. Her body seemed to have entered a whole new realm.

Tired, very tired.

But can't stop.

She wants to win, and she wants to be like the general who returns victoriously.

The sound of her drums seemed to be silently saying to him...

Now, did you see that?

Did you see the scene I brought you?

Qin Che, have you seen the great rivers and mountains outside?

If that’s not enough, there’s more…

I can do more for you.

Her hands seemed to be filled with strength, and even though her figure was bloated, it was not clumsy, and she was jumping for joy among the eighteen drums.

Boom--boom--

The exciting drum beat gradually slowed down, and the heart-wrenching melody finally subsided. What was left was the slow and low drum beat, but there was a silent sadness slowly overflowing.

Dong Dong——

At the foot of the desolate mountain, a long line of soldiers marched slowly forward. They wanted to go home and return to their own country. Countless of them stayed in that desolate place forever. , Became a member of the millions of bones.

go home……

Go back to that peaceful and secure life.

Go back to your wife, children, and parents.

Return to the emperor to whom they gave all their loyalty.

go home……

Slowly, a suppressed cry came from the court.

The guards who stood on both sides as guards all showed sad expressions. Without exception, they were all warriors who survived the battlefield. After returning in triumph, they were transferred to the palace to guard the city of a country.

The generals looked sad, as if they were recalling those turbulent years, and the bloody battlefield was their destination for half their lives.

The generals didn't care about this banquet at all. They came here just because of the emperor's order. After the beautiful ladies came on stage one after another, they just embroidered pillows and had fun.

However, this burst of drums mobilized all the blood in their hearts. If they can charge into the battle at this moment, they will definitely come back victorious! The anger in my heart can't be extinguished! Han Ling will live forever, and they will fight forever!

Han Fei's hands were trembling, so much that she could hardly hold the drumstick, and she almost couldn't hold on.

Practicing in the virtual space is completely different from reality. The drum beat that consumes her mind every time makes Han Fei exhausted.

Slowly, her body weakened little by little, even her face turned pale, and the scenery she saw in front of her was blurred.

Very tired, stop...

Can't stop...

"Host! Host! Stop! Your health has dropped! The sound of the drum will come back!!"

Taobao's eager voice echoed in Han Fei's mind, but Han Fei seemed to be unable to hear it.

"Host!! Your body cannot bear the consumption of the Goddess Drum! Host! Wake up!!"

Taobao's voice changed its tone, and even the electric shock could not make Han Fei stop.

Han Fei's eyes had lost their luster, and she continued to beat the drum as if numb. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face was horribly white.

She couldn't stop, she could do it, he hadn't seen enough yet, she promised not to let him down.

She can continue.

"Host!!! You will die!!"

Everyone in the audience was mesmerized, as if immersed in the heaven-defying drum sound.

Only Qin Che's body stiffened, and his face under the mask was already pale. He tried hard to stand up, but his legs could not move.

hatred!

He has never hated his physical disability!

But at this moment, he hated that he couldn't stand up, couldn't stop her playing.

The sound of the drums had already made him tremble, and he even heard her cry for help. The pain penetrated deep into his soul.

will die! She will die!

Stop it!

The hand on his lap was clenched tightly, his eyes were red, and he used all his strength to overturn the desk, making a huge noise, but it seemed insignificant among the deafening drums.

Qin Che put his hands on the armchair, with veins popping out on the back of his hands, trying desperately to stand up. No one noticed his movements, and everyone was cheering for the increasingly exciting drum beat.

boom--

Qin Che fell hard to the ground. When he fell suddenly, the corner of the fallen table inevitably hit his chin. Pain hit him. A wisp of blood left from the breach, which was so red that it was dazzling. It made the pale neck even more sickly.

But he seemed to be unable to feel the pain. He looked helplessly at the round platform, between the green gauze, and the red figure had already been engraved into his soul. The boiling emotions in his heart suddenly rose, and a call jumped out of his chest. .

"Han Fei——"

In an instant, heavy rain poured down.

His call penetrated her world.