Wen Xi:

"Canglan is gentle and clear, and Wen Xi's quiet and introverted personality really matches, but it's a pity that the monk is ruthless, Wen Xi's infatuation can only be wrong......" Shen Qiancheng sighed softly, and seemed to feel sorry for Wen Xi.

After listening to Shen Qiancheng's words, Ye Yue nodded as if she didn't understand, and then pursed her lips and asked, "But since the palace master knows that Canglan is ruthless to Wen Xi, why didn't he help Wen Xi break off this affection?" lest she sink too deep. ”

Wen Xi:

"Palace Master, I may never have told you that Yejin is actually my younger brother, right?"

"We grew up in a dirty, mixed, and violent world, and a long time ago, we didn't know how to get along with people, but then the old palace master saved us, and taught us martial arts when he saw that we were still in good health, and since then, I swore an oath to Yejin and swore allegiance to Dinghan Palace. Now that Yejin died under Mo Qingjue's sword, I have no reason not to avenge Yejin, he is my brother, and we are prodigal sons who live like drinking blood in the rivers and lakes, don't we pay attention to blood debts and blood repayment? ”

Shen Qiancheng looked at Wen Xi's surprisingly calm face, Shen Qiancheng took a deep breath, of course Wen Xi would not be Mo Qingjue's opponent, she just didn't want her to die. But when Shen Qiancheng saw Wen Xi's tough eyes clearly, she realized that she couldn't stop it.

High energy ahead!!

Feng Feiwu glanced at Mo Qingjue and said lightly: "After giving birth to Gu Yan, I regret it very much, because I found the powerful aura in her body, which was left by Yin Hua, and that aura can not only wake up the eldest grandson Yuehua, but also resurrect Yin Hua." I know that Moon Shadow will not let her go, whether it is for the sake of the eldest grandson Yuehua or for fear of Hidden Birch's resurrection. ”

"Moon Shadow is afraid of the resurrection of an ancient wizard?" Mo Qingjue thought that since Moon Shadow was a container for Mo Wentian, then he should be very strong in martial arts.

"What is Moon Shadow?? Hundreds of years ago, Mo Wentian couldn't fight Yinhua, and hundreds of years later, he still couldn't fight! ”

Tang Yuan!!

The moment Shen Qiancheng lost consciousness, he watched the dark red corners of his clothes dyed bright red by Tongxia, as if he was bleeding, and the wind blew his idle black hair, stumbling and swaying. His gaze gradually condensed and dispersed, Shen Qiancheng stretched out his hand to grab his figure, but looking at the distance so close, it was so far away. In the end, he could only sigh lightly, Tang Yuan ...... Have you ever regretted looking for her for so many years?

Eldest grandson Yuehua:

With the injection of Shen Qiancheng's essence blood, the eldest grandson Yuehua finally opened his eyes slowly, and a pair of eyes like a deep pool slowly looked around the people in the secret room, and finally, I saw her gaze slowly fall to Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian's excited eyes red appearance, the eldest grandson Yuehua waved his right hand lightly to stop Shen Qiancheng's action of continuing to convey essence blood, only to see her ruddy thin lips lightly opened, and a thin and cool voice sounded slowly.

"Is it a descendant of Miao Xiwen? You don't have to worry about me anymore, I am already a dead soul in the underworld, and you are just wasting your spiritual power in vain to renew my life for me. ”

Hearing this, Shen Qiancheng couldn't help but glance at Mo Qingjue, looking at Mo Qingjue's trance-like expression, Shen Qiancheng slightly narrowed his eyelashes.

Spring River Flower Moonlit Night:

"Twilight, can you play the piano?" Tomorrow is the day of the reopening of the Heavenly Tomb, Mo Qing probably wanted to adjust the atmosphere, and he happened to catch a glimpse of the dark night guqin in Wen Xi's hand, so he asked like this.

Understanding Mo Qingjue's deep meaning, Shen Qiancheng lightly moved his gaze to the dark night guqin in Wen Xi's hand not far away, this was the guqin given by Tang Yuan, she took it all the way, and now it came in handy.

I saw Shen Qiancheng sigh deeply, and then said lightly, "I can make a tune." "When Tang Yuan taught her the unique requiem of the Miao Xiwen clan, she didn't learn it well, but she learned it thoroughly.

Looking at Shen Qiancheng's somewhat nostalgic gaze, Mo Qingjue's eyes tightened slightly, and then said coldly, "Can you play it for me?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Qiancheng was stunned at first, then pursed his lips and nodded.

Sitting next to the guqin, Shen Qiancheng first took a deep breath before putting his hands on the strings.

With the plucking of Shen Qiancheng's fingers, the sound of pearls and jade rolling down came out, and she heard the words of the moonlit night of the Spring River faintly sounding in her mouth.

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the sea and the moon are born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and Qingfengpu is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor Lou Yue wanders, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.

At the end of the song, Shen Qiancheng slowly stopped the strings, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

At the moment when Shen Qiancheng stopped, a flute sound sounded on a moonlit night in the Spring River, which made Shen Qiancheng slowly raise his head.

Traceless Jade:

When her family and country were in turmoil and everyone betrayed her relatives and left, she didn't want to cry, but there was empty confusion and trance in her heart, she didn't believe everything that happened, she deceived herself, these were not true, but her tears fell drop by drop, rolling down the lines of the armor on Gu Tianjin's chest.

She closed her eyes, as if she could see the thousands of rivers and mountains in Xichu splashing and destroying, those high platforms falling into ashes like stars, the fire raging in Los Angeles, and the palaces in the sea of fire collapsed, boiling and falling, pouring into the bottomless abyss.