affectionate

The sound of the piano is clear, flowing out from between the fingers, like mountains and flowing water, every leaf in the forest is slowly dancing with the sound of the piano, between heaven and earth, a piece of peace.

The man who stroked the qin, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, dressed in green clothes, he stood in mid-air, sitting cross-legged on his knees, his long hair was like black silk, from the back of his head, flying towards the sky, as if the years that were gone and never returned, he pierced out of the clouds, looked at the man in front of him, and lost his mind.

Changqin, are you back?

Just said that the two strong fight, the world is chaotic, the mountains and rocks are falling, the water dragon is dancing, the next moment, but all the dust in the world has settled, plus the whole world, have slowly settled down, the particles in the air floating dust, all slowly still, fell to the tip of his hair, fell to his lips, like light teardrops, beating, in his heart.

No, this one isn't real, he's dead and can't be here.

It's an illusion.

The body of the prison cow is in the sky, slowly writhing, a little painful, but more moved, such a long qin, is the long qin that has accompanied him for thousands of years, his shoulders are his own habitat, his hair, is the place he likes to hide, such a man, how can he disappear so lightly?

To this day, I will never forget jì.

"Prisoner Cow," he always likes to tease his chin with his fingertips, so gentle, his eyes are lowered, his breath is like a quiet orchid, such years, such years that pass like the sound of the piano blowing through the flowing water, himself. is still waiting for him to come back to Kunlun, waiting for his father to let him return to his side, but he didn't expect that these ten years should have been so short for you and me, but I thought of it, but it was goodbye.

"Enough! That's enough! "The prisoner cow knows that what is in front of him is illusion, and the movement between his fingers has been watched for thousands of years. There's something slightly wrong with that. You don't have to open your eyes to see it, you can feel the beating of every melody, the length of every piano note. I know it all myself. It's like your own breath and pulse. has become a part of their own life, how, may be misremembered. "Stop!"

Then the man in the air in front of him did not mean to stop.

On the contrary, the sound of the piano is getting more and more chaotic, although ordinary people can't make any difference, but he is so clear that this sound is longer, this sound is a little unstable, high-pitched, low-pitched, in short, it's wrong, the whole person is not right, he is not a long qin, naturally no one can play the tune like a long qin, this song is the destination of his soul, "I asked you to stop me!! ”

With an angry scream, the strings in Xiao Xiaoyu's hands broke again.

It was the place where she connected it with her spiritual power, under the wailing of the prison cow, it actually cracked again, the tips of her fingers, a few drops of blood faintly penetrated, her body turned into the original form, but there was a sudden sharp pain in her hand, it was on the wrist, when the prison cow just said that it was angry, the spirit formed was injured by an arrow, and the blood was dripping.

Her body was in severe pain and ignorance, and she fell behind her, and the guqin on her lap also fell to the ground.

"Xiao Yu!" Hiding behind the rocks, Zixin in the dense forest saw her fall from the air like a bird with broken wings, and all the spiritual power around her was dispersed, and immediately flew forward, grabbed her waist, and brought her back to him.

"Guqin?!" Xiao Xiaoyu ignored all the spiritual power in his body and watched the bed of guqin slowly fall from the sky, if it fell to the ground, at such a height, he was afraid that it would fall to pieces, destroy the qin and die.

This is Changqin, the only thought left in this world, no, let him die like this, Xiao Xiaoyu wanted to break free from Zixin to save the guqin, but was stopped by Zixin, and the blood on her wrist had slowly flowed from her raised wrist to her neck.

That's, his piano!

The body of the prisoner ox swims in the air, towards the guqin that is falling down the feathers, this qin, belongs to him, but also belongs to himself, these thousands of years, he is the only listener of this guqin, he does not like to play the piano, but often say a sentence, bosom friends are hard to find, you are enough.

Yes, I am enough, but now, only I am left, so what?

You left like this, leaving me and this guqin, how could I let go of you and live alone, why was I in the middle of leaving the country at that time, but I couldn't find this guqin anyway, but she could find it?

Did you cast a spell before you died? Is it a spell that only she can find?

You love her after all, and what I can do now is to pick up this guqin and always accompany me, as if you were by my side.

"Enlightenment!" Xiao Xiaoyu gave an order, the entire formation was activated, all the people were divided on each side, Xiao Xiaoyu flew under the eyes of the prisoner cow, hugged the guqin into his arms, and then looked up at the prisoner cow, put away the guqin, and drew his sword to face each other.

Oh, I have never been able to escape, the prisoner smiled, above his body, I don't know what is bound, I can't move, I move slightly, but this is tightly bound, getting tighter and tighter, he didn't dare to move anymore for a while.

Looking at the underground, where the spiritual light flashed, the formation loomed, this group of people, from the very beginning, had already thought of this step?

All the feints are to lure yourself into this formation, right? A good step by step, a good thoughtful, he has always relied too much on Changqin, all knowing that these are his strengths, but he has never studied it, because he never thought that he would leave him one day.

The world is always so helpless.

Xiao Xiaoyu looked at the prison cow much quieter than she imagined, but her mood became heavier and heavier, and the more uneasy she became, this formation was obviously not trapped in him, and this silk thread was just to delay time, this against the real dragon, she was not sure, the last time she fought against the prison cow on the snowfield, it was obvious that he let himself too much, and he barely got the ice beads, and, at that time, Changqin was not killed, his mood did not know how many times better, and now, I am afraid that he will not move at this time, but in order to accumulate spiritual power, just ask for the last jade to be burned.

He, so affectionate, maybe after Changqin's death, he himself will never have a life again, right?

Prisoner Niu, it's your affection that really stopped him! (To be continued......)