"You guy is afraid of cold and loneliness, and you were buried here after you died. ”

Standing for a long time, Changsheng finally said his first sentence.

Shi Wuchang was also abandoned at a young age, so there is no so-called ancestral grave, and the female shopkeeper Xu felt that the scenery here was good, so he buried him here.

"You used to say that I was stupid and easy to be fooled, but I thought about it for a day today before I affirmed it...... There is no more stupid guy in these three thousand worlds than you. Instead of looking at the lonely tombstone, Changsheng looked at the mountains of snow, which seemed to make the air smell of coolness.

"Do you want to drink? I owe you a lot of money for such a small jar of wine. But you're dead, so naturally you can't drink it, so I'll reluctantly help you drink it. ”

Changsheng gradually talked more, but the words he said were not only nostalgic memories of his friends, but more like sarcasm. No one knows whether these words can be heard or not, but the general who is lying on the back of the black dragon can hear them clearly.

Jiang Jue finally sat up with a sneer, he really didn't want to listen anymore. How could anyone talk like this to a tombstone? I don't know, I think this kid's enemy is buried underneath.

Jiang Jue was already planning to appear, and he was ready to leave directly after meeting Changsheng, which can be regarded as the end of the "I want you" wild words. However, Changsheng's next words stopped his thoughts, and he only heard Changsheng say:

"After all, it's your name that doesn't get it right. Time is impermanent, the world is impermanent, isn't this the same as that general, it sounds like a premature death? If you call it immortality like me, maybe you will live a long life. ”

"You said that you want to find someone who doesn't think you're ugly to marry in your life. The female shopkeeper really doesn't think you're ugly, but she also has a hot temperament, and she looks like she's going to rush up and set fire to the person who set the fire. ”

"But now she doesn't care about the arsonist, and after what I've done today, she probably hates me even more. I've been singing for so many years, and for the first time I know that I still have the talent to act. What's the matter, you don't blame me for not letting her come down to you sooner, do you?"

"Tsk...... What the hell am I talking about? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Jue slowly frowned, and he stared thoughtfully at the self-deprecating immortal, as if he wanted to see people thoroughly.

"Aren't you cowardly, if I finish singing that day's song at your grave, will you be frightened to life?"

"Aren't you curious, if I take off this mask at your grave, will you be shocked to life?"

"Time is impermanent, don't you want flowers, if I send a rain of flowers to your grave, will you be happy to come back to life?"

When these three sentences fell, he would definitely feel his heart skip a beat, and his casual eyes instantly darkened a little.

This kid...... This kid looked bad to the bone, and his heart hurt. The more he utters such self-deceptive words, the more he can't let go, and the more he mourns.

I didn't expect that the guy who was not afraid of the sky and the earth would have such a time. Jiang Jue gradually became a little curious, and he was curious...... What does this son look like under that mask?

"You can't drink this wine today, so I'll give it to you as a tune. ”

Changsheng glanced at the snow-covered ground, closed his eyes, and then put the qin in the box on his lap, and then he violently turned the wine jar upside down with his right hand, and the rushing wine actually flowed on the strings!

At this moment, the mask on Changsheng's face fell, and his face suddenly crashed into the general's eyes, causing the man's breathing to stagnate for a moment.

"Time is impermanent, I repeat, this song is called "Eternal Life". "So after I finish singing, you'd better give me immortality.

The sound of the piano in the distance suddenly hovered on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and this time the sound of the piano seemed to be a little heavier than yesterday. As the "Complex Sound Formula" goes, the low and soft sound of the flute slowly seeps into the song, and the flowing wine slowly soaks under the capricious tombstone with the plucking of the strings, and even the air is filled with the lingering aroma of wine.

Jiang Jue's mind was no longer on the song, he stared at Changsheng's face in silence, and suddenly remembered the words that this kid said that he was too ugly. If this is considered ugly, how many good-looking ones are left in the Three Thousand Worlds?

Jiang Jue Zi carefully looked at Changsheng's face, and his brows furrowed even tighter for a while. The cold face of this son seemed to wrap around all the pale and fragile of the top of the snow-capped mountain, so much so that even he had the urge to take it into his arms.

It's just that, but his dark peach blossom eyes showed confidence, and he was even more calm when he raised his hand to stroke the piano. This kid obviously hasn't started singing yet, but he gives people the illusion that no one between heaven and earth can sing better than him.

He seemed to look away before he was going to die.

The snow drifting in the distance blurred the general's eyebrows and eyes, and also blurred his slightly dangerous expression at the moment. The man looked away for a while, and he leaned back, lying on the dragon's back, closing his eyes. He has seen a lot of beauties, and immortality will not let him fall in love at first sight.

"Snow flies during the day, listen to the sobs of the piano ......"

"Thinking of the Heavenly Ladder of Immortality, who can transcend the ......"

Jiang was ready to listen to the music quietly, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt something soft fall on his face, and after sniffing it carefully, there was a dark fragrance. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and the sight that caught him violently choked his heart.

Can you imagine the scene of a sudden rain of flowers on a thin winter day? The pure white tufs mixed with the fiery red rose petals, the beauty of the world seems to have gathered here, and the beauty and sorrow are terrifying.

He glanced at Changsheng who was singing with the piano uncontrollably, and just as a rose petal was attached to the man's thin lips, there was a hint of bewitching beauty in the flutter.

It turns out that the phrase "send a rain of flowers in front of your grave" before immortality is not a joke. Jiang Jue took out a jar of wine from the space ring, raised his head and poured a few sips. This person's scene is enough to shock the world, but it's a pity that he is the only one here who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

"The night is bloody, and the winter wind is cold......"

"Ascend to the Nine Nights Emperor, my life will be ......"

After Changsheng sang this, his eyebrows gradually stretched, and this casually composed song was gradually sung by him with a unique charm. I saw him plucking the strings with his eyes down, as if he was still thinking about what was brewing.

"Thinking of that red face and bewitching, turn around and forget after a hundred years. ”

"I want that immortal to cross the catastrophe, where will I end up in a thousand years?"

The song raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and a little mockery could not help but appear in his dark eyes. As it is said in this song, it takes thousands of years to cultivate the truth, and in the end, who knows why they are cultivating? In the final analysis, it is easy to grow old and the path of immortality is difficult to walk, and there are not a few people who can understand this, but they still embark on this road of no return without hesitation.

Who in the world is exceptional? Who is willing to be exceptional? Even if he himself once pursued supreme power, what does this son want to express through this song?

"Mo Ruo returns to the wilderness, and plays the bright moon!"

As if in response to his doubts, as soon as Changsheng sang this sentence, his pupils suddenly constricted, and even his heart twitched reflexively.

"Playing the Bright Moon"?

Jiang Jue finally couldn't help but laugh lowly. Others are singing about wine, or inviting the moon with wine, but this kid wants to hold a cup of tea to tease the bright moon above his head? This kid has just embarked on the road of cultivating the truth, and he only thinks of the word "returning to the wilderness" in his mind, and there is really such a person in the world who has no obsession.

Jiang Jue looked at the handsome face of Changsheng, and unconsciously imagined the chic and arrogant demeanor of the other party after he returned to seclusion. He suddenly felt that his former self was a little ridiculous, and he couldn't see it as well as a kid who built a foundation realm after living for so long.

The previous actions of this son were not out of boldness, nor out of arrogance, this son was just without desires.

Because he has no desires and no desires, he doesn't care who the emperor is, and because he has no desires and no desires, he doesn't care about women's abuse and resentment. Changsheng was not willing to chase fame and fortune in Xiuzhen at all, even if he had a handsome and peerless face, even if he had such a breathtaking talent.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jue was a little excited for a while, but at this moment, Changsheng instantly lost all his smiles, and the originally leisurely and soothing tune suddenly became melancholy.

"Snow flies during the day, listen to the sobs of the piano ......"

"Thinking of the Heavenly Ladder of Immortality, who can transcend the ......"

"The night is bloody, and the winter wind is cold......"

"Ascend to the Nine Nights Emperor, my life will be ......"

It's still exactly the same word, but this time the word seems to have been rubbed into endless pathos, as if to show the cruelty and helplessness hidden behind Xiuzhen. And the scattered sound of the flute finally overshadowed the sound of the piano, and the sound of the horn on the battlefield slowly overflowed when Changsheng raised his eyes.

"Thinking of the flowers, I looked up and the fire was blazing. ”

"If you want to rest for a long time, who can you rely on to say goodbye?"

"Play all the music, but hate it...... Indestructible!"

"Boom-" After Changsheng finished singing this sentence, the seven strings were broken in response, and the liquor flowing on the strings suddenly splashed out, and all of them fell in front of the tomb of Impermanence. However, although the strings have been broken, the music has not disappeared. Immortal was still running his spiritual power, and the only thing left between heaven and earth was the almost whimpering tune.

"Stay until next year......

At this moment, Changsheng lowered his head to hide all the expressions on his face, and he could only catch a glimpse of the other party's thin lips slowly raised. And in the next second, Changsheng softly sang the last sentence, this sentence was like a thunderclap, making the general miss and crush the wine jar.

I only heard Changsheng sing: "In the coming year, I will set foot in the three thousand realms......"

"Make a sky, collapse, earth, crack!"