Thirty years later.

Wang Mingling, the deputy valley master who had been in seclusion in Miaobai Valley, finally broke through not long ago and stepped into the realm of demigods, becoming the third demigod powerhouse in Miaobai Valley. This is good news for Myobai Valley.

A big stone that weighed heavily on his heart could finally be put down from the hearts of the disciples of Miaobai Valley.

Thirty years ago, the spring feast in the Miaobai Valley changed dramatically and shook the entire continent.

No one thought that the last dragon in the world, the Dragon Maiden Dynasty, who was hunted down by humans, would turn into a little ancestor with a high status in Miaobai Valley!

At that time, Xiao Xiao said that she had received accurate news that the Dragon Maiden Dynasty was in Miaobai Valley.

Wang Minglin immediately retorted, the Dragon Maiden Dynasty has disappeared for ten years, maybe it has already fallen into the hands of some people, he can make a demon oath, he really doesn't know what dragon girl there is in Miaobai Valley.

A struggle was about to be avoided, at this time, to everyone's surprise, while everyone was confronting each other and no one noticed her, Wang Nuoxiao took the opportunity to escape and rushed out of Miaobai Valley before anyone could react!

At that time, the venue was silent for a while, and a gray-armored monk beside Xiao Xiao suddenly took off his mask, which was Qin Yue's face, and he shouted: "Sect Master, chase after her, she is the Dragon Maiden Dynasty!"

It was so dramatic that all the people in the Futu Sect evacuated to chase Wang Nuoxiao, and even many monks who did not belong to Miaobai Valley secretly followed.

The Futu Sect didn't immediately point out who the Dragon Girl was, just wanted to take advantage of the chaos to catch Wang Nuoxiao, but they didn't expect that she would be so bold and categorically break away from the protection of Miaobai Valley, and they didn't expect that between herself and Miaobai Valley, she chose to abandon herself and not drag Miaobai Gu down.

Immediately, Wang Ming's purlin swept away and flew away without saying a word.

The outsiders who did not belong to the Miaobai Valley were sent away by the elders, but fortunately, there were no casualties, and the spring banquet could not be held any longer, and the disciples dealt with the follow-up matters and waited for Wang Minglin to return.

A few days later, Wang Minglin returned...... Alone.

At that time, his face was cold and terrifying, his strong momentum leaked out, his clothes were windless, and everything in a zhang of his place turned into ashes.

No one dared to inquire about Wang Nuoxiao's whereabouts, only that the Futu Sect had also missed, and no one caught Wang Nuoxiao. After this incident, the Futu Sect was considered to have formed a bond with Miaobai Valley, but it was more and more rejected by other forces.

Wang Minglin stayed in his dormitory for seven days, Xun Dan rushed back non-stop when he heard the news, and only he dared to kick the door directly into the house, and then there was a roar of spiritual power on the top of the mountain.

A few hours later, Xun Dan's nose and face were swollen, and he came out in tatters, and calmly returned to his room.

Then came the retreat, and Wang Xiaoshi Ancestor became a taboo in Miaobai Valley, and the disciples did not dare to say it.

That's right

Wang Nuoxiao is missing.

No one could find her.

Thirty years do not seem to have left any trace on the mainland, the sun still rises, and the streets are still bustling with people.

A man in white shuttled through the crowd, wearing a veil on his head, with a graceful demeanor, and at a glance he knew that it was not a local, but a foreign monk, which attracted the attention of many people.

There was even a girl with blushing cheeks, smiling secretly, and peeping shyly and timidly, attracting the attention of this son.

But the man in white acted as if he hadn't seen anything, his pace was not hurried, he was not in a hurry, he was not in a hurry, and he was not affected for half a minute, until he turned into a relatively remote teahouse and disappeared.

The girls looked disappointedly in the direction where the man in white disappeared, and stomped away.

Wang Nuoxiao was indeed relieved.

Over the years, she has been staying in the sea area of the overseas immortal island where she used to live, accepting the dragon inheritance that belongs to her adulthood, because the altar is at the bottom of the sea, and it is a forbidden place for the dragon clan, Qin Yue does not know the secrets of these dragon inheritances, so it can be preserved.

The inheritance of the dragon royal family is huge, and the adult dragon clan will enter the altar to complete the inheritance, and she is only able to meet the requirements of adulthood, so it took a little longer to completely digest the power of inheritance.

Although she has suffered a lot, the things she has gained are also huge, and every dragon after adulthood is very powerful, not to mention the royal family, when Wang Nuoxiao was forced by the Futu Sect to escape from Miaobai Valley in embarrassment, she was still weak, and when she returned again, she was already a strong person who was infinitely close to the realm of demigods.

There is only one purpose for setting foot on this land again.

Bloodbath Futu Sect, not a single one is left!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Nuoxiao's mouth.

Wang Nuoxiao was led up to the second floor, looking down from the second floor, you can see a girl in orange in the center of the first floor, and there is an antique table in front of her, and there is a zither on the table.

There are not many people here, it is very quiet, only the sound of the girl tuning the strings is gently scattered in the air, hearing the music he loves, Wang Nuoxiao's mood is better, and he no longer keeps thinking about how to bloody the Futu Sect.

Drinking tea, her attention fell on the girl's hand, which was a pair of very beautiful hands, slender and slender, a crystal nail, ten fingers rhythmic, natural and harmonious.

She had long, jet-black hair, light and soft, lightly tied with a white ribbon, and because her head was half-hung down, her face could not be seen from her angle, only a small pointed chin.

The guzheng is different from the guqin in that it has twenty-one strings, and the sound range of the zheng, the timbre is clear, beautiful and gorgeous. The guqin can also be played with other instruments except Xiao, but it is difficult, while the guzheng can be played with any instrument.

At this time, the girl's ten fingers moved, and the gentle palace tone slowly sounded.

The melody is resonant, singing and sighing, mournful and desolate, leading people to endless reverie.

The tone goes from high to low, like a helpless sigh in the woman's resentment, and her thoughts stretch out, as if people see a cold picture, in the oblique light of the remnant sun, the scene of the girl wandering alone in the shadow of Nagato.

Immediately afterwards, the melody was short and paused, and the girl seemed to think of the person who made her sad, and the sorrow overflowed her heart, and she couldn't help but sing the thoughts in her heart sadly, which made people sad together.

Wang Nuoxiao said in a low voice: "Qiuyue." ”

The girl is lonely and cold, wandering alone, and the zither music affects the mood of the audience, and then rises and falls.

Wang Nuoxiao chuckled, "What a song "Autumn Moon". ”

The golden light faintly appeared in front of her, forming the Great Sage's Relic Sound Piano, she could already put the Great Sage's Relic Qin into a different space, and the sound of the Zheng Zheng Qin sounded like flowing water, lingering, intertwined, and the twists and turns of the mood were vividly expressed.

The girl heard the sound of the piano and raised her head.

The eyes are facing each other.

The girl's eyes widened suddenly, and she recognized her.

Wang Nuoxiao, it's her, it must be her!

Even if she is wearing a gauze hat, she is familiar with every inch of the line on this person, and she will not admit that this person is back.

Wang Nuoxiao looked at this girl with some familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she had been away for thirty years, and it took a while to find the girl's name from her excellent memory.

Cheng Yingying.

is the second strongest in that spring banquet, and it seems that she once broke into Mingyuan to peek at her playing the piano.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the zither are incredibly blended together.

They looked at each other, but the playing in their hands was not the slightest disorder, their eyes met, Wang Nuoxiao's gesture changed, and his cold voice sounded.

Qiu Xiao asked for a bend of the moon

When the shutter is rolled, the sound of the piano is accompanied by a lone lamp

Dead leaves fell all over the steps

Doomed me to the fate of this life

Years and years of time become a dream

Affectionately downplaying ink and blue

Painting landscapes and painting human figures......"

At this time, as if there were only two people in the teahouse, Cheng Yingying's beautiful eyes were full of tears, her expression was sad, and her crisp and moving voice sounded.

“…… The past is full of wind and rain

Who's dreaming, who's waking up, who's teasing

I waited all my life in these unforgiving years

I waited all my life in these unforgiving years

I waited all my life in these unforgiving years. ”

The last sentence Wang Nuoxiao sang together, the tone gradually decreased, everything was silent, and the aftertaste was faint.

Several guests looked confused, including Cheng Yingying, and only Wang Nuoxiao put away the piano and got up.

"Wait!" Cheng Yingying came to her senses, saw that she was leaving, and hurriedly asked, "Why do you want to use qin music to affect my mood?"

Wang Nuoxiao looked back, his expression was calm, and he said, "It's nothing, it's just that the song that is too sad is not perfect, I just make it perfect." With that, he turned around and disappeared into place.

Now that it is exposed, it is no longer suitable to stay for a long time.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, and put it down again, "That's also ...... The sorrow you give me. ”

Her voice was a little hoarse, with pain and despair, and there seemed to be a slight satisfaction and helplessness.

Even if this person comes back, for her, it only intensifies her understanding of this feeling.

There is no cure...... Come to an eventual end.

I don't know what came to mind, the guests all woke up from their confusion, but she was immersed in her own memories in front of the kite, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that I have returned to the Ming Garden, which is full of rare and exotic grasses, green water and spring willows, the guqin is long, the white-clothed young man is better than the snow, and the girl is quietly peeping.

…… There seemed to be peach petals in the sky, and a piece fell on the tip of the nose of the girl who was out of the delicacy, the fragrance of the flowers recalled her senses, she hurriedly patted off the petals, and when she looked up, she saw the young man looking back, his black eyes were cold and gentle, and he smiled at her......

Yes...... Did you see me?

That way, we can be together.

The girl lowered her eyes, her slightly frowning brow finally relaxed, she smiled, and a line of blood crossed her chin from the corner of her mouth, dripping on the strings, trembling and clearing......

"Ah...... She was...... Dead?"

Someone was surprised.

"Seems to be ......"

The master of Bixiao Pavilion was proud of her female disciple Cheng Yingying, who died of depression and died.

A low sigh is a metaphor for the coldness of the autumn moon. Say it, complain about it, after all, it's still like that.

I've come to see you, so it's good to play for me......