A large stream of blood gushed out from the arrows in the nightshade, and even though Riccia covered the wound to stop the bleeding for her, it seemed to be to no avail.

"Don't say such frustrating things......" Zhi Zhi frowned deeply, "Zhi Zhi and the girl still have a lot of things to do, there are still a lot of songs to hear, and there are still a long time to spend together!

Nightshade listened with half-closed eyes, although it was happy, in the end it was still astringently choked: "Nightshade...... How can you be so cared for...... Nightshade was originally born out of the mud...... Bright red dust, relatives and customs city, nightshade ...... Although he thinks of himself as noble, he understands it in his heart...... Nightshade can't be cleaned...... A quagmire is always a quagmire...... But you are the only one in the world...... I never minded being born with nightshade...... Pamper me in the palm of your hand...... Nightshade ...... In the next life, nightshade can be born in ordinary people's homes...... It's not enough to be able to do this thing of smoke and willows...... Princesse ......"

"There is no afterlife, only this life!" Zhi Zhi was sonorous, and her heart was extremely hesitant, but she wanted to pretend to be safe to comfort the beauty.

"Fuxuan Gongzi...... Fuxuan Gongzi ......"

Fu Xuan hurriedly bowed down and said, "Fu Xuan is listening......

Nightshade closed his eyes, slowly confided, and said, "You are a different ......"

Fu Xuan was gloomy, lowered his head and said, "Miss Nightshade, it was Fu Xuan who harmed you...... Fu Xuan owes the girl so much!"

"It's none of your business...... Do you know nightshade means something else......"

"Your thoughts, Fu Xuan knows...... Can...... Please forgive the girl. ”

Long Kui looked at him, he was still so elegant and elegant in his conversation, the broken hair was messy because of the fight, flying in the wind, quietly covering Fu Xuan's face, and his red Zhu Hua robe, which was supposed to be a celebration, only blended with blood stains on the ground.

Nightshade looked at Fu Xuan's upright posture, although she was kneeling, she was still majestic, she sank into Zhizhi's arms and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his desolate meaning melted into his words and sentences, and hit Nightshade's heart directly.

I can see that Fu Xuan is really emotional and sad.

"Fu Xuan Gongzi ......" Long Kui raised a trace of astringent but rare relaxation on his face, and sighed in his heart that Fu Xuan was so true and emotional, "Look at you...... The hair was messy, and it was not as radiant as today's longevity officer...... Wasted ...... It's wasted...... Nightshade is special for you to go out of the mountain to play the qin...... It's been wasted...... The first dream girl will take care of you ......"

The first dream was unusually quiet, quietly kneeling behind Fu Xuan, with no expression, only lowering her eyes, letting the blood on the ground invade her feet, staining her socks red.

Long Kui caught a glimpse of the first dream from the afterglow and did not respond, sighed in his heart, and only said: "Fuxuan Gongzi...... Nightshade knows that she is guilty...... On the day of parting, I had to say a ...... Have you ever forgiven Nightshade for what happened before?"

Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and only asked: "Before...... When?Fu Xuan...... I don't remember. After a pause, he was a little tearful and said, "It's Fuxuan who can't stand the girl...... It's Fuxuan's fault......"

Nightshade smiled bitterly and sighed lightly: "I used to be in Jiaoye Fang...... Mama Wang saw a scholar one day, and she probably talked about the fate pattern of nightshade...... Nightshade ...... The heart is very clear, so much so that he later founded Kwai Ling Pavilion...... Nightshade escapes from the empty door...... Initiating Spiritual ...... But to escape the fate...... Nightshade should not be devoted to people, but everything can be empty, otherwise it will lead to the disaster of death, and the fate will fall in the middle of the road...... It's a pity...... What about the prophecy, and what about the knowledge...... People are like ants, but they are small...... Still can't resist fate...... Nightshade moved his heart, and then he died, everything is empty, and he knows that he can't do it, so cause and effect, it's really not empty......"

Fu Xuan was speechless for a while, and didn't know how to respond, so he only heard the bustling voices in the distance outside the hall, and the hustle and bustle were correspondingly filmed, and the hustle and bustle seemed to be isolated from the world, and this place was like a pearl outside the world, no one could approach and no one dared to disturb.

"Xiangshi's words may be nonsense, today's accident, it is the girl who is kind to save her, and Fu Xuan is grateful!"

"How can you be grateful......" Nightshade looked into the distance, "you...... When he flew to save her, he didn't ...... Thinking about it, she is grateful, right? Needless to say...... Childe's mind, nightshade...... Also...... I also know it in my chest......"

That night, the new dew mixed with the new blood condensed on the Daiwa, the green plants in the atrium were ruined and the old was turned into the new, and the night was mixed with the shimmering firelight, naturally, so many black-clothed corpses needed to be dealt with even more, and the assassination of the emperor was far greater than the love of children and daughters, and it was an earth-shattering event.

Chu Meng slowly got up and said in a low voice, "Miss Nightshade, I believe that you will survive this catastrophe...... Chu Meng will urge the Imperial Doctor for you......" With that, he got up and retreated, walked out of the hall, and ran towards the firelight.

Nightshade struggled to raise an arm, the plain robe was originally elegant, but at this time it was already stained with a large amount of blood, and the wind sank, like heavy lead, falling on her arm: "First dream girl...... You don't want to go......"

But the first dream has been decisively gone, and it has long been hidden in the night.

Nightshade smiled more today than in her life, she coughed up a small mouthful of blood, and sighed: "Master Fuxuan, Nightshade will know today...... An answer to a nightshade that once upon a time could not be thought of...... Why did you fall so fond of that woman...... Even if you know she's an Assassin, you're not hesitating...... Nightshade that day...... Seeing that Childe happily forgave her identity...... It's a real thing...... Delusional Childe is so temperamental...... In the future, I will also be able to forgive the identity of the spy of the Nanling Royal Mansion of Long Kui...... See you today...... Nightshade sighed to herself...... It's not because of the child, but the woman is really extraordinary...... Far from being an ordinary woman...... Nightshade has been pretentious all his life...... Confess it today...... Nightshade is indeed inferior to her......"

Zhi Zhi listened carefully, smiled astringently, looked at the nightshade, reluctantly, and said: "Zhi Zhi also went to help the girl of the first dream to find the imperial doctor together, thinking that the Zhong Taiyi leg and foot are not good, the house is too big, and there are no horses and no cars, he is too slow to hurry, and Zhi Zhi can carry him!"

"Everyone in the world says that the son of Riccia is the most romantic...... The most unorthodox...... The most cynical...... But Nightshade felt that the son of Castium Zhi ...... He is the most delicate and reliable person in the world...... Fang Cai's words were overheard by Nightshade, not an insinuation to you, but the speaker was unintentional...... The listener is intentional...... You are always so careful...... "Nightshade grabbed his hand, she held the palm for the first time, and the old wounds and new cocoons on her head were so rough, how much of them were injured because of her, but Richer Zhi was the age of a young man, and she couldn't help but feel sour, "Princesse Castori...... It's okay to hold nightshade in your arms like a square...... Somewhat sleepy...... It's a little cold ......."

"Don't sleep! The doctor is coming! It's almost there!"

"Fuxuan Gongzi...... Nightshade is over, and there is a reluctant request...... But you may answer ......"

Fu Xuan shook his head again and again, and the tears fell like plantains falling after the rain.

"The disciples of the Longkui class who are not successful in the practice of the qin, please also help Xuan Gongzi...... If so...... But please move the first dream girl...... That couldn't be better...... Kwai Ling Pavilion can be burned, destroyed, and destroyed, but the piano art cannot be destroyed...... So...... It is the last thing that nightshade cares about in this world......"

"Shut up! Don't say anything, say anything, say anything, finally, you and I are together, Zhi Zhi and I have spent all my life admiring to wait for you, and you are not allowed to leave! No! Zhi Zhi wants to listen to you stroke "Mountains and Flowing Water", wants to have tea with you, and invites the piano to the moon...... Nightshade—Nightshade—"

I don't know when, Nightshade quietly closed her eyes, her cheeks smiled slightly, although there was no blood, but it was quiet and peaceful.

A gust of wind came from outside, disturbing the ribbon on the crown of her cultivator.

She is the most pleasing of plain white dress, pure heart and few desires, quiet and self-controlled, but now she is bright red and blood-colored all over her body, bright as a rose, and she is open to the top.

Fu Xuan hung his head and wept silently, but Riccia was hysterical like madness.

Richer Zhi's heart-rending "Nightshade-" sat and held the breeze far away, sending her to where she should go. The first dream of sprinting suddenly stopped, and looked back in amazement, looking at the tortuous and detached hall under the night, and a line of tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

That "Mountains and Flowing Water" can only be listened to with one person, the piano sound is clear, the strings are mingling, and after Boya, there is no child.