A gust of wind blew, and the sound of a flute wafted out of the bamboo forest. Before, there was no music in this bamboo forest, only the sound of insects. The sound of the flute is sandwiched with the breath of the ice spring, suddenly like the waves advancing layer by layer, suddenly like snowflakes flying, suddenly like a whirlwind in the canyon, rushing upward, suddenly like the Milky Way flowing quietly in the middle of the night......

Rose saw Sanssouci sitting on the railing of the wooden house, a tube of jade flute in his hand was thick and green, his vision was far away, at this moment, he looked like a ghost floating in the night, and a deep loneliness lingered around him.

Rose walked up to him and said, "Don't worry, I've decided, go back to the Bloodthirsty Pavilion." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and said again: "Yes, I will go and order someone to prepare ......"

Rose interrupted him: "But not with you, but with him." I want him to take me back to the Bloodthirsty Pavilion. Rose pointed to the sea behind her, and sure enough, Wuwu's face suddenly changed: "Why?" ”

Rose asked rhetorically, "No why!" If the roses used to say that, would you ask why? ”

A hint of anger flashed in Wuwu's eyes, but he still said respectfully: "My subordinates don't dare." Then the subordinates will go back to the Bloodthirsty Pavilion first to welcome the princess. With that, the black robe flickered, and the wooden house disappeared without a trace.

Rose looked back at Canghai and said, "Boss, what are you waiting for?" ”

Canghai was silent as he watched in the direction of Wuwu's departure, but Ling'er hurried over: "Sister Rose, have you really decided to go back to the Demon Palace?" ”

Rose smiled sadly: "What? Ling'er, it turns out that you already knew that I was the princess of the Demon Palace? Do you think I have any other choice? ”

"But......" Ling'er turned to Canghai and said anxiously, "Master, why don't you stop her?" Sister Rose is not the previous princess of the Demon Palace, she does not have the magic of a princess, nor does she have the character of a princess, and the Demon Palace is not suitable for her! Let's talk ...... again."

Canghai interrupted Ling'er's words and said slowly: "How she chooses is her business, what qualifications do I have to stop it?" ”

"The hosts! Of course you are qualified to stop! You're ...... for her."

"Shut up!" Canghai interrupted Ling'er's words sharply, turned around and suddenly pulled Rose's hand: "Go quickly." ”

"Wait, let's go, how to solve the matter in Guojiazhuang?" Rose asked suddenly.

"There is Qin Zhongzi there, besides, do you think there will be a bloody case in Guojiazhuang?" Canghai said as he looked in the direction of the carefree disappearance.

"Retribution." Rose whispered.

The rose followed the sea, and just took a step, suddenly, a lightning bolt tore through the thick clouds, and the whole world was lit up. At that moment, Rose saw that Canghai's face was mixed with many emotions, and finally condensed into a sadness.

Just like that, he was pulled out of the bamboo forest, his hand holding the hand of the rose, this short way, but it seems to be exhausted.

In the future, it will never be possible again, it will never be possible again......

Boss, why do we have such a bad past? Why do I have to hate you? God wants me to hate you, the people in the Demon Palace want me to hate you, and even you want me to hate you! You didn't even defend yourself a word, and you didn't leave me a single hope of luck...... Rose thought as she walked.

Suddenly it rained heavily in the sky, and the wind and rain immediately confused the eyes of the roses, and a wind sound broke through the air, "pop", turned his head to look, and a post flew into the big tree in front of him, and entered the tree for three points.

Canghai stretched out his hand and pulled it down, and the white font on the black post was Senran: "Don't go back to the Demon Palace." ”

There were layers of change in his eyes.

"What is this?"

"Xiuzhu's fateful post."

Bamboo cultivation? Is that the soothsayer who is said to be more magical than the butterfly dance of the Demon Palace, and who uses the spirit rhino lamp to lead the reincarnation of roses?

Rose stared around, trying to find out where he was hiding, but heard Canghai say: "No need to look for it, he's not here." ”

"And where did this post come about?"

"Mental power." Seeing that Rose was puzzled, Canghai explained, "Xiuzhu can use his mind to send the star post anywhere, and when the post is seen by the recipient, it will disappear." ”

Rose lowered her head, and the post turned from thick to shallow, and slowly disappeared.

Rose really never imagined that there would be such a magical power in this world. She looked at her hand blankly, and said confusedly: "He won't let me go back to the Demon Palace, why?" ”

Canghai looked at the rose quietly for a while, and replied, "I don't know." ”

"He won't let me go back? Why didn't he let me go back? I'll just go back! I want to see what kind of place the Bloodthirsty Pavilion Demon Palace is! Rose pricked up and bit her lip.

As soon as the words fell, another lightning bolt slashed, the rain intensified, and a chill invaded the muscles and bones. Rose was just thinking about whether to take an umbrella on the road, but Canghai grabbed her and said, "Stop!" ”

Rose followed his line of sight, and saw a person slowly walking on the other side of the long street.

Tall figure, swaying in the rain, isn't she a delicate woman?

When the person came to the three zhang away, he stopped and did not approach again. The light cyan cloak covered the whole body tightly, and he wore a bamboo fence to cover his entire face, and a strand of long hair peeked out through the gap in the brim of the hat, wet by the rain, dripping down the water.

"Azhu, is that you?" Canghai had a surprise on his face that could not be concealed.

The man nodded slowly.

"And why are you here?"

After a long silence, the man said slowly: "I was entrusted by someone to play a tune for you." ”

Her voice is distinctive, like an orchid in a hollow valley that pierces the silent rainy night.

Then I saw that the cloak was opened, revealing two hands and a guqin.

The hand is as beautiful as jade, but the guqin is more delicate, and the inky black and shiny body does not hide its brilliance even in the night rain.

With a stroke of the slender finger on the string, the notes jumped out like pearls, and the sound of the rain seemed to merge into one, but it was clear.

- "Guangling San"!

It turned out to be a song "Guangling San"!

The rain is urgent, the wind is sudden, and the guqin wants to break its soul.

Her slender and white fingers plucked the seven strings, and a clear and smooth sound of the piano sounded, as if flowing water, with a touch of sadness. The breeze blows, the fragrance of osmanthus is swirling, and in an instant, the green clothes flutter. The sound of the piano is agitated, and it echoes continuously with Songtao, and it is endless. Between the beginning and the end of the hand, whose heartstrings did the business chord vibrate?

"Guangling San" comes from the records in the "Warring States Policy" and "Historical Records", the Korean minister Yan Zhongzi and the prime minister Xia are tired, and Nie Zheng is friendly with Yan Zhongzi, and he assassinated Han Xiang for Yan Zhongzi, reflecting a kind of sentiment of "the scholar dies for those who know it".

Now, what is it portending?

Pessimism and despair froze Rose's consciousness like cold ice rain, and when she faintly felt that something was wrong, she couldn't move up and down her body, so she could only stand stiffly like that, clearly hearing her heart beating faster and faster, and it rhymed with the sound of the guqin!

Beauty is like jade, deadly magic sound!

This guqin is a life-urging weapon, how many martial arts masters have died?

At that moment, Rose suddenly felt light, was picked up by the sea and spun away, and caught a glimpse of a cold light flying by in the corner of her eye, shining like a meteor in the inky night rain!

The music stopped, and everything was calm.

When Rose's feet landed, her hands and feet magically regained their flexibility, and she turned her head to see that the woman named Azhu was standing in the wind and rain, as if frozen.

On her guqin, a rose petal is impartially embedded between the second string and the third string, the guqin is inky black, and the petals are more bright red, coupled with her white jade-like hands, the picture is only beautiful.

"You actually used the Blood Rose?" Rose saw the corners of Azhu's lips twitch, smiling rather than smiling, flowing with indescribable embarrassment, and then she let out a long sigh and said, "Canghai, you shouldn't." ”

Canghai let go of the rose and was silent.

The sound of the rain became clear, and there was no suppression of the guqin, showing wanton pleasure.

No? What shouldn't be? Rose didn't understand.

"Canghai, you shouldn't." Ah Zhu repeated it again and said, "Why don't you let me finish playing that song "Guangling San"? You ended up making a move...... You know what it means for your purple eyes to reappear, have you really forgotten the curse of the Demon Palace back then? ”

"I can't help it, I can't let her die." Canghai protected in front of the rose, and the rose looked at his back, and suddenly there were tears, sour, unreasonable, and difficult to tell the reason.

Azhu seemed to stay on Rose's face for a long time, but Rose still couldn't see her face, only the long hair, and the rain didn't stop.

"She's not like her."

Rose, is she saying that she doesn't look like a princess rose? But when he saw Canghai, his face suddenly had emotions: "It's not like it." ”

Ah Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "Listen to me, don't let her go back to the Demon Palace." ”

Rose shouted, "Why? ”