"Inch by inch green silk knots acacia, hundreds of knots of acacia into ashes, all into ashes-" The Tsing Yi ink hair on the stage is like a waterfall, the posture is charming, and the action is full of charm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the stands, the two women sat opposite each other, both women were dressed in plain clothes, but the embroidery on the clothes was meticulous, and the luxury revealed in the details and the noble temperament vaguely revealed by the two of them made those people look twice.

"Green silk falls, green silk falls, three thousand green silk silks, every inch of lovesickness turns to ashes, I really can't imagine how many years it has been, you have become a character in the drama?" Shen Yuheng drank a cup of tea, smiled and joked with Fu Jiuzhu, who was sitting opposite.

Now that Kyushu has gradually recovered its prosperous appearance, the world is even more lively, it is not an exaggeration to say that a hundred flowers are blooming and a hundred schools of thought are contending, Shen Yuheng and Fu Jiuxu like to go to the world to listen to two plays when they have nothing to do, but they also relieve the boredom in cultivation.

"Hey, why don't I order a love silk for you to hear?" Fu Jiu snorted, his lazy appearance as before.

Shen Yuheng was instantly silenced, now in this world, the three most sung plays are called Qing Si Luo, Liuli Broken, Chop Love Silk, Qing Siluo is about the story of Fu Yaoyi, the palace master of Yuyao Palace, who is infatuated with Yu Gongzi, and finally lost three thousand troubles and established Yuyao Palace; 。

The three protagonists in the story, one is infatuated, one is heroic, and the other is awe-inspiring, which naturally attracts mortals to praise each other.

Shen Yuheng and Fu Jiuzhu didn't know how many times they had listened to these dramas, and they felt a little sad when they first heard them, but with the change in the singing tone of these dramas, the more bizarre those stories became, and they had long lost their initial sorrow when they heard these dramas.

It's as if you're just listening to someone else's story.

The green silk has gradually reached the last scene, and the voice of the green clothes on the stage is mournful, and the three thousand green silks have fallen.

After a while, another play was changed on the stage, but I don't know who ordered the love silk.

"Yo, is this coming?" Fu Jiuxu glanced at the stands, with a bit of a joke in his voice.

"I said Ninth Girl, you can just let me go! Isn't it just a play, can't I sing it to you?" Shen Yuheng smiled bitterly at Fu Jiuxu, but although her facial features were wrinkled together, the corners of her mouth still couldn't help but turn up.

"That's a good feeling, our Shen patriarch sings, I'm blessed!" Fu Jiuxu clapped his hands and laughed, and the smile on Shen Yuheng's face instantly stiffened.

Where can she sing? She's just talking, talking!

But now that the big words are out, she has to be on it...... Otherwise, the ninth girl is afraid that she will be chattering in her ears every day in the future, and what if her ears are calloused at that time?

It was difficult to ride a tiger, so Shen Yuheng could only pinch his throat, learn the singing tone he had once heard, and sing in a tactful voice.

"Cut the love silk, swing the sword to cut the love silk, the silk is broken, regret chasing the traceless night, sleepless night ......"

The world calls the patriarch of the Shen family a rare benevolent and righteous person, she wields a sword for the safety of the entire Kyushu, endures blood and tears, and sends the long sword into the chest of her beloved, how can people not praise it?

But for Shen Yuheng, the so-called battle of slashing love silk is just a hurdle that must be passed on the road to recover Kyushu.

It's just that this hurdle is a little sad, and when she presses Xue Qianzhong into the eighteenth layer of hell, she can even feel that her heart is empty.

But no matter what, she must kill Yukichiju!

She sang the love story, and she felt as if she had returned to that day......

Does she regret it?

No regrets, never regrets.

If she could see him again, would she forgive him?

The answer to this ...... Even she didn't know, maybe she would, maybe she would, maybe she wouldn't, but after all, there was no such possibility, Xue Qianzhong's body had been destroyed, and her soul had been pressed into the eighteenth layer of hell by her, and there was no possibility of turning over!

"Okay, okay, I might as well listen to that girl sing when I listen to you sing!" Fu Jiuzhu rolled his eyes, as if he was laughing at Shen Yuheng's singing voice was too strange, Shen Yuheng touched his nose, this nine girls' temperament is really as strange as ever!

It's clear that she wants to listen, why is she laughing at her now?

But if you could do it all over again...... I'm afraid that she will still send the long sword into Xue Qianzhong's chest, without him, just because it is her faith.

She has protected the people of the world, and she has lived up to the world in this life, and she has not accepted the common people, but she has only borne a thousand heavy snows.

But she never regretted it.

Again, she will still protect the world and lose him.

The love silk on the stage has been sung, today's drama has been sung, and those servants have accepted their own guys, but it is only a moment of effort, and the stands are already half empty.

"Let's go. After the play was finished, Fu Jiuzhu threw a silver ingot on the table and greeted Shen Yuheng.

Shen Yuheng followed with a smile, now that the years are quiet, if you can spend the rest of your life like this, it will not be bad.

Just thinking of the fickle Heavenly Dao, Shen Yuheng unconsciously clenched his fists.

Will Jialu really let her spend the rest of her life in peace like this? And the curse of the undead, will one day, the curse of the undead be fulfilled, and then the whole of Kyushu will collapse again?

"Why didn't you leave? Could it really be that you have turned into wood?" Fu Jiuxu, who had taken two steps and found that Shen Yuheng had not followed, couldn't help frowning.

"Let's go, isn't it stunned for a while!" Shen Yuheng hurriedly chased after him in two steps.

Doesn't care what will happen to him in the future, isn't he still safe now? Now take one step at a time, the big deal is that the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, if Jialu really refuses to let her go, she will go head-on! Will she still be afraid?

And what kind of curse of the undead, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there will always be a way to solve it, and now as long as she cultivates well and cultivates to the ascension as soon as possible, if she can achieve the immortal path, who can stop her?

When Shen Yuheng thought about it like this, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he felt a lot more kind when he looked at the surrounding scene.

Sooner or later, nothing had happened, so why should she be sad about something that wasn't necessarily going to happen?

Of course, the gears of fate have long been turned, and those things that are destined to happen cannot be avoided no matter what.

And where Shen Yuheng didn't know, everything was already happening quietly......

The unknown was waiting for Shen Yuheng, but Shen Yuheng didn't know anything about it.

But what can you do? Even if you know, if you don't have the corresponding strength, it's just in vain! )