The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the sound of Zen, the sound of the sound, the night rain sleepless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flowers were swaying, the cold wind was cold, Nan Sheng looked at the white jade flute, she couldn't sleep, and her luggage was packed, but in fact, she didn't have any luggage at all.

Get up quietly and go out, the rain is delicate, the wind is cool, and I am slightly drunk tonight. She took out her Xuansheng and stared at it for a long time, finally reaching her lips, and before leaving, she wanted to blow this tune to him.

In fact, she learned the Requiem on the first day, but she wanted to see how he hated iron and steel, so she played a little trick with it. Although she doesn't have any natural skills, she still learns the flute well, after all, she has been practicing hard for more than ten years.

When people learn lofty things like pianos, Nan Sheng only chooses this instrument, and for some reason, he just likes it.

She is very stupid and stupid, and she is slow to learn everything, but she is persistent, and it is also because of this personality that although she learns slowly, she learns well.

She was originally a lot behind others, but then she gradually caught up with or even surpassed the same batch of people, and the teacher said that it was because of the solid basic training. But no matter what, the later she went, the faster she learned, and the teachers and classmates were impressed, and they couldn't believe that she was the slow turtle that dragged her feet.

The slow turtle has become a golden phoenix in a cram school, and sometimes the teacher will even let her play on stage with the performance troupe. At that time, Nan Sheng firmly believed in one thing, diligence can make up for clumsiness, dripping water can wear stones, everything is important in persistence and hard work.

Dan's lips opened slightly, this was the first time she had composed a song by herself, and she didn't know if this song was good or not, but Nan Sheng wanted to blow it to him before leaving.

The melodious tune is slowly played in this night with the sound of ticking rain, like crying and complaining, and singing shallowly.

The sword is unsheathed, and the wolf howls

I wish for the year, but I have been young for many years

Sigh the autumn wind, righteousness

Drunk in white clothes, how enchanting

Lovesick and angry, this heart thief

Really messy, Fu Huashao

Burial sword fu, a twist

Ann August, the fragrance of cinnamon is wafting

The Mid-Autumn Festival is not lonely

White snow clothes, brocade robes

Ten thousand lights, clouds and water ballads

I can't finish looking at the corner of his eye

He couldn't stop sighing, he frowned

The sword laughs, and it is rebellious

The night is dark and the moon is shining

The wind is dry, and the wine is just right

The long sword dances, and the white clothes are misty

Autumn falls, lovesick old

White hosta, love silk

Xuansheng song, lock the heart

Flying in the night, singing and scratching

Tears stained with blood, exquisite dice

Three lives sigh, far away from the dream

The more bearable, the better the acacia

Don't forget, your smile

The night was long, and the sound of the flute was faint. This song is called this dark night.

There are no stars tonight, there is rain, and the wind is cold to the bone. But, there you are.

He didn't come out, but Nan Sheng knew that he must have listened to it completely. It's really rare that there is no flute sound that comes out to laugh at her.

Sometimes the habit is really terrible, and he seems to be a little abusive physique, and I want him to come out and sneer at himself.

Accustomed to that person's poisonous tongue, he was so calm but he couldn't sit still.

Ming Xuanyi, Ming Xuanyi, can you tell me, what do the three days and three nights represent?

Nan Sheng has struggled with this question countless times, but there is still no definite result. If it were someone else, Nan Sheng could see it at a glance, but now that he was trapped in it, he couldn't see it clearly.

The people on the outside are clear, but the people in the bureau don't know it, that's it.

Be careful and let the ice lake ripple too.

The sky was slightly white, and Nan Sheng quietly left.

Ming Xuanyi stood on the roof, looking at the person who left in a hurry like a thief, her back became farther and farther away, and she spat out a few words lightly, "It's really rude, you don't even say hello, are you in such a hurry to leave?" ”

However, Nan Sheng is just, the word parting, no matter what, he doesn't want to talk to him in person.

Nan Sheng came all the way to the inn where she settled in Xunxi again, she guessed correctly, that person was still here waiting for her to throw herself into the net.

He was still as warm as jade, like a prosperous jade tree, and said in a beautiful magnetic voice, "I said, you will definitely come back to me." ”

Nan Sheng spit out two words, "Despicable!" ”

Long Ruoli chuckled, "I'm not despicable, it's not up to you to decide." Nan Sheng, Nan Sheng, Long Ruoli's is now all contributed by you. The imperial brother only gave Ye Lin a month, do you know what awaits him if he can't hand over people? ”

Nan Sheng was silent, the location of the robbery was indeed near Baicheng, and all the relevant responsibilities would be pushed on Ye Lin's head.

But Nan Sheng was still puzzled, "Shallow summer and autumn thoughts? ”

How could two ordinary maids have such great ability and such a ruthless heart?

"Nan Sheng Mo forgot, who gave you these two people."

Nan Sheng was stunned, it was Mrs. Mu, the biological mother of "Mu Nansheng", how could the biological mother harm her daughter!

Long Ruoli said again, "According to legend, your mother was brought back from the battlefield by General Mu, her identity?" ”

Long Ruoli's tone made Nan Sheng stunned, could it be that there was anything else, no, in that dream, Nan Sheng saw clearly what a beautiful person Mrs. Mu was, and it was a very unusual thing for such a person to appear on the battlefield.

Moreover, Mrs. Mu's riding skills and archery skills are a must, and the riding skills of "Mu Nansheng" were taught by her own hands. Nan Sheng knew that she was from the depths of the desert, but he never thought about her true identity.

In this way, the two girls of Qianxia and Qiusi are also unusual. Nan Sheng suddenly figured out that these two girls didn't want to harm her, but wanted to take her away. Seeking death and planning to escape from relatives, they must have wanted to help themselves after being sent out, so they did such a thing.

knew "Mu Nansheng's" feelings for Long Ruoli, so he didn't kill him, but he was upset for his own young lady, so he beat him to a serious injury. But they didn't expect that there was no Nan Sheng's person in the sedan chair. Robbery was empty.

But, but two maids have such a great ability!

Nan Sheng was full of doubts, like chaos haunting his heart. Returning to his room and taking out the small box, Nan Sheng said to Long Ruoli, let's go.

This time, it seems that there is no way to hide.

I was still counting on this serial murder case to steal the beams and change the pillars, but the plan really couldn't catch up with the changes.

Nan Sheng glanced at the people in the team this time, and saw that the gossip city lord was still there, so he went up and beat people. Whoever made him so able to investigate the case and reported it to the court, he can't look at the friendship between the two of them, private, private!

Ye Lin flashed left and right, Nan Sheng chased him madly and beat him, but he was angry. How could this man be so obedient and push her into the fire pit!

Is he still a disciple of the Thousand Bones Sect of the Demon Sect? How can you be so obedient.

But he was just doing his duty, and she accidentally became the fish to be slaughtered on the chopping block in his case.

was originally a victim, but suddenly became a perpetrator, and this change is really a bit big.

Chasing, chasing, Nan Sheng found that there was a familiar face in the team this time.

Sheng Jing - (To be continued.) )