Chapter 84 is over

Bai Feng was completely stunned.

He finally truly despaired.

The belief that made him stand up to this moment was actually a hoax.

A scam hatched by Mo Crow and Lang Yu tacitly.

Shock, fear, and sadness poured over him, and it seemed that his whole person had become a blank slate.

Desperate blank.

The change in his expression was seen by Lang Yu.

Lang Yu looked at Bai Feng's desperate eyes.

She had a thousand words in her heart, but she could barely say a single word.

She didn't have much time left.

If there is a better way to express one's mind than words, it is the sound of the piano.

Lang Yu stretched out her jade-like hand.

Bai Feng naturally raised his hand and stretched out to her.

It's more like the scene after Langyu played the piano for Bai Feng for the first time.

At that time, they were actually very far away, and they didn't really know each other yet.

At that time, Bai Feng regarded Langyu as his own shadow, thinking that he was in love with that shadow.

Lang Yu also didn't realize Bai Feng's heart for her, as well as her for Bai Feng.

At that time, they were all wrong.

What about now?

The restrained silver armor, the gorgeous gold collar, the hardest things on their bodies were shattered and peeled off inch by inch, along with a qiē diaphragm and camouflage.

There are only two simple people left facing each other at the end of the prosperity.

They finally became their true selves again.

Lang Yu's fingers touched Bai Feng's palm.

The two lonely hearts in the world are finally completely close!

However, why is it that when the hearts of love are finally together undisguisedly, the qiē and qiē are irretrievable?

At this moment, when Bai Feng is finally no longer lonely in his heart, it is also the time when he is about to go to a longer loneliness!

The five fingers of the jade are lightly flicked, and the brilliance flows between the fingers.

So Bai Feng heard the heartstrings again.

Langyu no longer uses the strings, and she no longer needs the piano, so she uses Bai Feng's palm as the piano.

The last strength and voice of her life are delivered to Bai Feng in the sound of the piano.

Her eyes were filled with deep tenderness. Like a clear spring converging into a river and flowing into the ocean, it will eliminate itself inch by inch, and eliminate it without regret or regret.

She looked at the myriad rays of light between her fingers, and a beautiful smile spread across her lips.

Her life was too short in terms of pleasure; And if you talk about the vicissitudes of experience, she has been struggling in the world for too long.

She had long wanted to be free.

And the qiē that Bai Feng did allowed her to say goodbye with the most beautiful attitude.

Some people use her as a weapon, others use her as a plaything.

Someone cherishes her. Someone despised her.

Now this qiē doesn't matter.

Because only Bai Feng really regards her as a "person".

No matter how precious a thing is, it is a thing after all; No matter how ordinary a person is, he is a human after all.

A lonely heart, a woman in the wandering world, what she hopes most is that someone understands her heart, understands that she is also a real person with flesh and blood and emotions.

Langyu's heart has never been calmer.

She flicked her fingers. The bright brilliance is like thousands of shooting stars.

Lang Yu took this as a final gift to Bai Feng.

The song, which was originally full of the decisive death of death, is now full of the most sincere blessings.

Like a sister and mother, she gently told the child with the sound of the piano: In the long time to come, you will fly alone in the sky.

We can no longer be there for you.

You have to be on a bumpy road. Learn not to let yourself get hurt.

When your affection and nature have to make a desperate bet on the troubled times, you must insist on flying, and you will definitely fly higher and higher.

At that time, the whole world will remember your flight.

At that time. You are no longer who you once were. But the beauty of your other years is precisely because you have never really disappeared.

I knew that day would come.

You will eventually have a heart that will always be free.

Bai Feng quietly listened to the heart in the sound of the piano.

Lang Yu didn't say a word again. Bai Feng's ears faintly sounded her lonely, gentle and powerful voice: "There is also a song, which is written about the most special kind of bird. It is the head of a hundred birds.

But along the way of its life, it must go through one ruin after another. ”

Bai Feng looked at the dazzling light flowing from Lang Yu and his hand, and once again burst into tears.

The sound of the piano gradually turned high-pitched, and the life of Langyu gradually passed.

Lang Yu believes that maybe Bai Feng is still full of despair and helplessness at the moment, but the power in Lang Yu's piano sound has been hidden deep in his heart, and it will eventually be carried forward.

Langyu seems to be able to see the figure of Bai Feng flying freely, in the blue sky above 90,000 miles!

"When it goes through hardships and struggles to break through the desperate situation of death, it will be reborn!"

This was the last sight in Lang Yu's eyes.

The sound of the piano was agitated, and Lang Yu's fingers slowly slipped from Bai Feng's palm.

Thousands of points of brilliance flew up from Bai Feng's hands, and dissipated in the air.

When the sound of the piano was most agitated, Lang Yu smiled and lowered her hand, smiling and slowly closing her beautiful eyes.

Her white jade hand fell between the fine grass under the tree, and never moved again.

The closed eyes are no longer open.

The sound of the piano has since disappeared.

A memory that eventually becomes a resounding sound.

Bai Feng silently watched as Langyu's life dissipated.

"When you fly freely, you forget about this qiē."

Lang Yu was reluctant to stay in his memory.

The little white bird chirped, flew in a circle, and landed on the shoulder of the white phoenix.

Until this moment, Bai Feng still didn't know what this smart bird meant to him, and it was his luck to invite the heavens to be favored by the 'Honghu'.

The sound of the wind was as light as a lonely sigh of jade.

The ring on the jade body is like the sound of broken jade.

She stared serenely, as if she was intoxicated with the original hometown in a dream without worry, and did not want to wake up.

This scene was blurred in Bai Feng's eyes.

Tears finally burst out of her eyes and fell like spring rain.

Night began to fall between heaven and earth.

The little white bird tilted his head sideways to look at the white phoenix. Unbeknownst to it, it was the only connection between Bai Feng and the two most important people in his life.

Honghu looked sideways at Bai Feng, as if thinking for a moment.

Honghu has its own life, and it has nothing to do with the joys and sorrows of people.

The little white bird flew gently into the night.

Bai Feng knelt alone in front of Lang Yu.

The night is getting darker, and the light of the stars and moon tonight is particularly cold.

Those who sink like the stars and the moon will never be seen again.

Bai Feng knelt motionless in the bleak wind.

He lost the two most important people in his life forever in a single day.

One is his brother who is like a sibling, and the other is a woman he truly loves.

His body was splashed with the blood of the crow and the jade, and he was also full of the blessings of the crow and the jade.

Whoever carries such a blessing will never be ruined in despair.

――I will never be the same person I used to be.

But how long will Bai Feng be so desperate?

Where will he go from here?

Night, deeper, quieter.

It seems that Bai Feng is the only one left between heaven and earth.

On the high canopy, Yan Hong and Mo Crow stood side by side, quietly watching this qiē, and in the distance were Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu.

Honglian didn't, because to this day, she already knows that no matter how big the wind and rain are, there will be a pair of shoulders to cover her.

By analogy, she is much luckier than Langyu.

"You really just gave him the bird?" The white hair fluttered, and Wei Zhuang jumped onto the canopy, and his voice was a little playful.

"To get the most perfect person, there must always be some investment, Honghu can find someone he likes, so why should I force it to stay around." Yan Hong smiled, he didn't care, those who achieve great things never stick to small things.

"Well, I'd like to see if this kid is as good as you say!" Wei Zhuang played with the wrench in his hand, full of doubts.

"Please."

The figure flashed, Yan Hong disappeared into the silent night with the ink crow, and there were only two blurred shadows left in the moonlight, one white and one purple.

Gently leaning on Wei Zhuang's shoulder, the purple girl didn't say anything, just used guò's own way to warm this 'cold' man. (To be continued......)