After a group of people ate and drank enough, under Xiao Yaqian's surprised gaze, they just discussed the matter of taking turns to keep vigil and ended up sleeping on the ground, what, sleeping on the ground, you sleep on the ground, forget it, don't even set a trap, in case the night watchman doesn't fall asleep, who will know what happens in this place where spirit beasts are rampant, aren't you kidding with your own lives? Xiao Yaqian is no longer able to complain, and she really convinces this group of people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, there was a snoring sound.

Xiao Yaqian fell asleep so soon as she ate bitter melon? Yes? Let's check if there's anything suspicious around, how the hell did you get here, alas.

Look at it again, sure enough, it's Chen Mojin's big fool who is vigiling there, but, damn me, you're keeping vigil anyway, can you use snacks?! Chen Mojin's harazi is almost flowing onto his clothes, Lu Xi's guy didn't even say a word, let them mess around here, alas, I'm really curious about how you survived until now.

However, there are still a few people with a conscience, such as Chu Liuxiang, who seems to be worried about his younger brother and has been in his dream for a long time, and Shu Lingyan, who took care of Shu Yuan carefully before lying down. Alas, Shu Yuan, Shu Yuan, you really don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings.

"The silent wind blows away the fallen leaves...... "The silver moonlight sprinkled among the leaves, and Xiao Yaqian sat on the tree, swaying her calves, singing slowly.

In the song, there is always a sense of sadness and sadness, like a caged bird, a butterfly with folded wings, and a withered flower.

The moon looms, the moonlight reflects the dark eyes of Xiao Yaqian, the wind passes through the treetops, the sound seems to accompany the song, the sound ripples in the air with the smell of the woods, and the unintentional birdsong adds a touch of mystery.

"I can't hear this silent world...... "The moon hides behind the dark clouds, does it show its face, like a white rose hidden under the leaves, but it is not as bright as the moon; is like a beautiful girl who covers her face with a fan, but she is not as chic as the moon.

The song of "Silent water, reflecting the waning moon ......" came to an abrupt end.

Xiao Yaqian turned her head to the figure under the tree and asked, "Did you make a noise?" “

"Of course not," Lu Xi smiled, "You should know that I haven't slept all this time." “

Xiao Yaqian didn't answer, still swaying her calves, for a long time, Xiao Yaqian's eyes changed slightly, and suddenly said, "Lu Xi, I'll sing you a song." “

Lu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then grinned, "Okay." “

"I'm a little donkey, I have to be ridden and I want to be free, you know? The world outside the door is beautiful, and the people who have received this wonderful taste break my heart......"

Lu Xi twitched the corners of his mouth, what kind of song is this? The singing just now is so beautiful, and the style of painting has changed abruptly.

"There is a wooden butterfly flying by, people watching, chasing and playing, checking the surroundings, and the vision is bright......"

Yes? That's a strange lyric......

No, Lu Xi recalled the lyrics again, suddenly breathless, and looked at Xiao Yaqian with some surprise.

Tibetan poem, I don't want your door (you) to be injured, someone is inspecting (monitoring).

"Xiaoyue's song is so ugly, when did you learn it?" Lu Xi asked casually.

Xiao Yaqian immediately understood Lu Xi's extraneous voice, and replied, "Just now, I made it up casually." “

"Oh? Is it? Lu Xi laughed twice: "Then you sing, I'll sleep first." Lu Xi said and pretended to yawn.

In order to cooperate with the acting, there was also a soft snoring sound.

I don't want you to get hurt should be a signal for me not to act rashly, someone is watching is literal, but what kind of person is it, Fan Yan didn't feel it, what did Xiao Yue want to do, thinking about it, Lu Xi suddenly gasped, this is a misty incense, those people are putting a misty incense, what do they want to do?