Qing Huan can't remember how long it has been since he didn't listen to Cheng Yao Fuqin.

This time, it was under the moonlit night of flowing clouds and the sky was comfortable, and the spring night was in the light east wind.

After he finished playing, Xue sighed slightly: "Xiao Yao'er, do you know where your shortcomings are?" ”

Cheng Yao said: "Where?" ”

"Too full, not empty enough." Snow Road, "The piano is the voice of the heart, and the piano sound is too full, because what you think in your heart is too chaotic, and all the distractions in your heart are poured into the piano sound, and the sound is touching, not superior." ”

Qing Huan listened to these words, and slowly realized. When she listened to Cheng Yao playing, her mind was always moved by his strings, but not when she played Xue or Qinjue, it seemed to be a kind of open-mindedness and ethereal that broke through everything, and it would not let people follow his thoughts. In this kind of sound, both the player and the listener are free, not bound by the emotions presented by one person, and can think about everything and think about nothing.

Cheng Yao bowed slightly.

"I'm already very good at listening to Haruka Kojo's playing, but you can still say so many bad things." Qin Jue smiled beside him, "He is still not yet eighteen years old, do you still want him to be like you, with empty eyes and no desires?" It's not that Haruka Kojo is so bad, but that you're asking too much. ”

"You always speak for him. That's it, Xiao Yao'er, I didn't say what I just said. Xue Yi smiled.

Luo Shen said coldly beside him, "Then you talk less and eat more refreshments." ”

Xue didn't care, smiled and added a new tea for herself, Qin Jue, and Qiantang, and Fang smiled at Luo Shen: "Ah Luo, you have been standing there for a long time, do you want to come and sit?" ”

"Not necessarily." Roselle refused simply.

This kind of scene, Qing Huan has long been surprised. From childhood to adulthood, everyone who comes to Tianshu is always respectful and respectful to the snow, like Qin Jue, which is extremely casual, but there is always no lack of politeness between words. Only Arlo often spoke coldly, but the snow still made her three points, and she didn't mind.

was thinking wildly, but saw a little streamer in the sky gradually approaching. Just like countless immortal spiritual lands, there is also a huge enchantment outside Liuyun Tianshu, and outsiders can't enter it if they don't know the trick, but the Lingluan used to transmit messages can fly in and out freely. Then Qing Huan saw Ning Hao's fat silverfish, which climbed up to the cloud with great difficulty, and flew around in her hand.

Qing Huan put down the little flying cat in his arms, pinched a mark on his fingertips, and Ning Hao's passionate little tune spread out in the night air-

"Ye Qinghuan, where are you now? I heard Master say that your memories have come back, which is really gratifying. But it's really strange to say, this morning my broken master also told me to follow my senior brother to practice hard and study hard to practice the basic skills. In the afternoon, he inexplicably wanted to give me a holiday, what kind of combination of work and rest? Also suggesting that I come to play with you? You think he didn't have any wrong tendons, it couldn't be some conspiracy, right? Why do I feel so unsure? By the way, Roselle must be very strict, right? In a word, not about an appointment! I'm in the Smoke Mirror! ”

Qing Huan was secretly speechless, but fortunately, Qiantang Immortal Venerable's gaze did not glance here. But Allo's flat voice sounded behind her, "You go to the Flying Smoke Mirror Park tomorrow, I'll go first." ”

Qing Huan was busy messing with the light curtain in front of him, and as mentioned in Ning Hao's letter, it was looked at by Ah Luo word for word.

Qiantang looked at Luo Shen's back as he flew away, and said hesitantly: "Luo Shen...... It's very different from what it used to be. ”

Everyone is a character who came from the Battle of Fengtian, and how many people were changed in that bloody battle, Qiantang couldn't be more clear, because that also included himself. But he has always been a cold-faced and reticent character, only to become more aggressive later.

But Roselle...... Qiantang clearly remembers that three thousand years ago, this woman named Luo Ji smiled gently, her eyebrows were gentle, and she was kind and gentle to everyone. The battle of sealing the sky is the battle in which Luo Yan was crowned as Luo Shen by the world. I didn't think that she would come out again in 3,000 years, but it was already like this. Could it be that there are also a lot of unknown sadness in this?

When Tianzhixue heard this, he smiled lightly, and only sighed lightly on his lips, "Yes......"

Early in the morning of the second day, Xue personally sent Qinghuan and Chengyao to the edge of Liuyun Tianshu, and further on, there were only big clouds left. A person walked through the thick shade of the mezzanine road, and chased after him in small steps, it was Qiuluo. She stuffed a delicate food box into Qing Huan's hand and said with a smile: "Sister Qing Huan, I made some small snacks, you put it in a void bag on such a day, it won't be bad for a month, take it with you on the road to eat." ”

Qing Huan subconsciously glanced at the snow, but still reached out to take it and thanked Qiu Luo. Xue's face was smiling lightly from beginning to end, but when Qing Huan and Chengyao were about to ride away in the clouds, they called out, "Xiao Huan'er ......"

Qing Huan turned around and threw herself into his arms, her hands clasped around his waist, full of reluctance.

Xue gently patted her back and said softly, "Take care of yourself." ”

Qing Huan nodded vigorously and left after a while.

Qing Huan and Chengyao rode away in the clouds, and when they reached a certain direction, they would change their sword and move forward. Cheng Yao naturally held out his hand to her, just as many days as she had when she had not lost her memory. With him, she never wanted to put in a little extra effort. It's just that later, there was another person who was willing to carry her sword.

Qing Huan looked at him, after she ran away crying yesterday, the two of them had not been alone. Walking at this moment, it's just because Cheng Yao happens to be going to Feiyan Jingbo. Why did he go, Qing Huan didn't know, but he thought it was probably because Ah Luo was there.

Cheng Yao smiled gently, very gently grasped her hesitant hand in the air, and then Edgeworth slowly moved forward.

Qing Huan was in a trance for a while, and the memories of the past ten years came back even more. She was hesitating on her face, Cheng Yao turned around slightly, and smiled at her: "You and Ning Hao are traveling together this time, if you encounter anything interesting on the way, remember to tell me." ”

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, looked at the young man's face, and a light smile appeared on his cheeks.

There is really no need to say anything else. Her eyes and his eyes fell on the hands of the two at the same time, and when she could not walk steadily, she was led by the same small him, and the two stumbled, but they dared to break anywhere. This hand holding her has changed from soft and green to slender and powerful, but it is always warm and beautiful, and it will never give her any burden.

Qing Huan's heart was gradually filled with sunshine, but as soon as she approached the Flying Smoke Mirror, this soft, overflowing feeling was squeezed away by surprise. Because she really couldn't have imagined that after a few months, Feiyan Jingbo would become like this. (To be continued.) )

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(Tianjin)