Chapter 1239: Deep Love (Eight Three Nine)

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"Hey!hello!" Yu Heng waved his hand, and the ten elastic magic qin strings sank down and returned to a peaceful state......

She quietly walked to the little girl's side: looking at her immature and delicate face, that handsome face was full of tears, looking at it, Yu Heng took out a bronze mirror from her arms, and she realized that she had also become a little girl......

"Hey, look at me, look at me!" Yuheng said to the little girl with tears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little girl next to the magic qin really looked up at her, but there was no expression.

The little girl had no smiling face and no expression.

Don't all human beings have expressions?

Isn't there any expression in all people's hearts?" Yu Heng said with a frown, rather curious.

Yu Heng looked at the little girl in front of the magic qin rather in disappointment.

Suddenly, the little girl's tears were gurgling out......

"Heh, when I saw her, she cried?" asked the kind-hearted Yuheng worriedly.

"Am I the Crying Star?" Yu Heng thought of this, and stopped thinking about it.

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Yu Heng's heart began to hurt inexplicably.

Why? I even have a heart?

Yu Heng suddenly had a fresh touch on his heart.

Looking up at the little girl playing the piano again---- the little girl in front of the magic harp, her tears flowed non-stop......

No, why is she still crying, still crying! Yuheng was terrified.

At this moment, suddenly a purple phantom city floated in---- purple phantom city, the momentum was huge, the appearance was mighty, very much like an ancient building swaying a magical temperament......

Suddenly, the purple phantom city was filled with sounds, very small sounds,

Yuheng pricked up his ears and listened with his heart and lungs.

She still couldn't hear clearly.

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Suddenly, a mighty wind swept by---- purple phantom city, like a clear back, was blown away by the wind......

"Oh, the Magic Palace?" Yu Heng thought to herself.

"Oh, Magical Imperial Wind?" Yuheng began to feel uneasy.

"Hula!" with a sound, the Magical Imperial Wind, with a little force, blew through the palace wall of the Magical Palace......

The walls of the Magic Palace were blown by the wind and made a big hole like "wind"!

Yu Heng was extremely panicked about this. Yu Heng stepped back decisively on the clouds......

The clouds beneath her feet were like a misty layer of wet ash......

The clouds of ash were high in the air, and they refused to fall......

Yu Heng lifted her small body, pulled up two beams of moonlight, anxiously pulled them up, tied an extremely beautiful bow, and sat on it, swinging her moonlight swing......

Like a drifting parachute,

Rainy day,

Raindrops fluttered wildly down his cheeks

Then the tears kept pouring down......

Strange labor pains,

Hold me back from life and drive me from death,

I retreat, I look forward

And suddenly the moonlight came like rain----

Like clouds and like the sea, they struck their eyes,

Teardrops poured down ----Oh sword,

Thinking of the flickering sword, the blood flowing up the galaxy......

This moment is touched by life and death,

The moonlight carries the pupil on the swing;

The next moment is to push the boat with the water,

The water is rising, the ship is high---- the wind is beating the sails and counting the railings......

I stood at the foot of the hill and watched the sound of horses' hooves

The dark horse did not jump off the building: rushed to jump the hurdle on the runway............

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The little girl was playing her harp, and then her tears were falling uncontrollably, and suddenly, a teardrop fell on the strings of the harp, and the harp made a crisp sound......

With the crisp sound of the magic piano and the magic strings being played, the first thumbgirl was shaken out......

"Hehe, hehe, hehe......" The little girl with her thumb is like the ten fingers of a little girl, when she plucks the magic strings, she uses the shadow of the piano that is too deep and is awakened, it runs fast on the ten strings, runs fast, and practices its charming and moving light skills......

After the little girl finished playing a song, she resolutely stood up, only to see her rising, like a young chivalrous girl with extraordinary skills, looking into the distance, and very simply withdrawing her gaze......

This little girl who has no worries, she smiled, and suddenly the rain fell in the night sky...... The wind was whistling, as if it was cultivating something?

The heavy rain was drenching violently, as if what kind of martial arts were being practiced?

Seeing that the situation is not good, the little girl is calm and calm!

I saw the little girl hanging resolutely in the air, spinning her figure, like a beautiful, ice crystal jade, beautiful little whirlwind, her spinning was very fast---- Yuheng was already dizzying...... Suddenly, the little girl's rotating figure is like a beautiful landscape painting, opening it beautifully---- the little girl's right hand waved, the beautiful picture scroll, "fluttering" into the vast ground, the rain flowing into the ground and the undulating storm on the ground "roared" to set off ---- between heaven and earth, and suddenly the storm was like a confused group, and was scattered by its rising panic freely......

The little girl stretched out her left hand and waved: like a well-cultivated little fairy, her sleeves swept the phantom of the night sky, like a canopy of spirits sheltering from the wind and rain, temporarily resisting all the turmoil of La......

Oh, the wind and rain are all right!!, the little girl sighed, and breathed a sigh of relief......

Ten little thumbgirls who are full of wind and rain and water are standing on the strings of the magic harp, beating briskly like a run......

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(To be continued.) )