"Really?"

The huge palm print in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the cold voice floated along with the sound of the piano, revealing an emaciated figure, who sat cross-legged with his back to the crowd, and an ordinary guqin on his lap.

He was shrouded in a faint purple light, giving people an extremely mysterious taste.

"Who are you?" the voice was terrified.

However, what answered him was a myriad of sword qi that was as condensed as a rain of swords, constantly coming out with the sound of the piano, and slashing past them in an instant.

Beautiful and splendid, like a beautiful picture, not a massacre.

"You don't need to know!" the emaciated figure was Xuanyuan Feng, he muttered to himself, and then said, "Go back, he's gone... ”

There was loneliness in that voice, and when Xu Lin and the others didn't react, they disappeared in an instant, leaving only Xu Lin and the two of them looking at each other with a shocked look on their faces.

Perhaps, there are two very similar flowers in this world, but absolutely no two are exactly the same, because nothing can be replicated.

No, I don't believe it, and I am not reconciled, if you can appear in front of me again, I will definitely cherish you, and no one can hurt you in the slightest.

This vow, in this life, in the next life, in life after life.

Purple gas leads, and the phantom world is coming.

The sound of the piano is not extinguished, and the proud sword is coming.

I'll be waiting for you right here. I know, you've never been with me, Cher, do you hear me?"

Only the long-lasting sound of the piano spoke, and only the purple mist danced. There seemed to be a figure in the purple air, as if reaching out and gently caressing the person sitting cross-legged.

If you forget the past, I will make you worry-free!

There seems to be a voice that lingers in this sky.

ps: I used to write, the last short ending, just to stay a footprint! I am not suitable for writing a lot, I just hope that what I think in my heart, people who can resonate, have only seen feelings before, and now I have experienced joys and sorrows, noisy and noisy, but I still don't know what the future road is! Perhaps, this is the road of life, meandering!