The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled city gate is entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

Listen to youth, usher in laughter, and envy many people

The annals of history are gentle and unwilling, and the pen is too ruthless

Fireworks are easy to cold, and personnel are easy to separate

And you're asking, am I still serious

Thousands of years later, the world is deep, and who else is waiting

And Qingshi, how can it not be true, Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you are following, you have passed through the door in your previous life

Follow Hongchen, follow me, and wander for a lifetime

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled city gate is entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled city gate is entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

It's raining, it's raining, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate is rooted in us

Garan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to eternity. ”

As the song slowly faded away, the entire tomb was as calm as if it had been at the beginning of the century.

Wujiang sat quietly on the ice coffin, and the black smoke-like figure seemed to be still in the void, motionless for half a sound.

He didn't say anything, Chongkui was also a little embarrassed, singing is really not her forte, and she doesn't like it either, this song is used by Situ Ye's guy to torture her all day long, what kind of Chinese style, classical culture......

At this time, it is also the right time, this demon clan who was sealed in the netherworld, I don't know how long it has been lonely.

After a thousand years, who is still waiting?

For a long time, without speaking, Chongkui looked at him, he hung his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Doesn't it sound good?" asked after a long time.

"Not bad. Wujiang agreed in a low voice, "Now outside, do you all sing such songs?"

"Of course not. Chongkui wanted to explain his world to him, but it would be too long to talk about it, so he said, "It's only occasionally sung by people, and I think it's pretty good, so I'll write it down." ”

Wujiang didn't ask, he sat quietly, and said: "A long time ago, there was a girl, since she was very young, I looked at her, she is the light of this world, always shining in front of me, I longed for that light, I wanted to be close to her, but she hated me. The person she likes has the blood of the supreme noble gods, and I, at the beginning of Chaos, I was a demon, and I am not qualified to look at her. ”

Chongkui also quieted down and stood in the corner, as if to hide himself out of his sight, so that he could freely say what was really in his heart.

"I have secretly watched her in the dark for tens of thousands of years, and I am willing to be imprisoned in this netherworld, just hoping that she will really look at me, but such a humble wish now seems to be unfulfillable. ”

"That person, if she knew you, wouldn't hate you. Chongkui finally spoke.

This demon clan is not at all as evil as imagined, on the contrary, there is a little bit of pity.

Although she is not qualified to pity others.