【Chapter 075】The Righteous Men Struggle with Broken Love

Yue Xixian smiled shallowly and said, "It's boring to just listen to the piano, I have a problem here, I can't figure it out, I say it, can you help me solve it?"

As he spoke, Yuesaki's hand returned to the piano again, his eyes bent into a crescent-like arc, and he looked at Liming with a smile.

Li Ming nodded, pulled down a few willow branches again, looked at the lonely shadow of the boat in the distance on the river, and said, "You can tell me, if I can solve it, I will not hide it." ”

Yueqiao hesitated, and the sound of the piano in his hand continued, but this tone was very cool, and one or two notes popped out from time to time, which sounded unrelated, but the tune was seamless.

Liming frowned, and was about to say something, when the voice of the moon string began her story.

"Once upon a time, there was a butterfly, it met a bee, it thought the bee was very strange, so the butterfly began to pay attention to the bee silently, silently looked at it, silently watched it like the most beautiful and beautiful bee in their place......" Yueqiao Xian paused, the tune of the guqin in his hand turned again, and then the thin white fingers hooked twice, and a cold sound came into Liming's ears," Later, the butterfly said that she was also a bee, and she followed the bee like that, and became friends with him, and the bee always thought that the butterfly was a special bee......"

Yue Qixian put down the piano in his hand, turned to stare at the eyes of the dead and said, "You say, if one day, the bee knows that the butterfly is not the same species as it, will it be very angry?"

Liming chuckled, watched the lonely boat on the river disappear into the sky, sighed lightly, and said, "If I were that bee, not only would I not be angry, but I would also be very pleased." ”

"Relieved?" Yue Qixian seemed to be a little puzzled, looking at the face of the detached and said, "Why?"

Li Ming threw the willow branch in his hand under the tree, jumped slightly, and his body fell lightly under the tree, stepping on the fluffy grass, hiding the corners of his black robe under the verdant green.

"Butterflies and bees are friends, butterflies have done so much for bees, and even concealed their identities, this is enough to show that they have a great friendship, how can bees blame butterflies?" ”

After that, he turned around and stood by the river, looking at the water and sky in the distance, leaving Yue Xixian with a back.

Yue seems to be thinking too much, and Li Ming knows that he has gone to great lengths to say what he means, bees and butterflies, aren't they the two of them?

Sooner or later, the demons and the fairy world will go to war, both of them know this, and they are naturally very clear about it, so he doesn't trust Yue Qiaoxian 100%, the intimate strangeness between the two people, the familiar strangeness, every time it looks particularly piercing.

So over the years, it has been a long time since I have mentioned these things in front of Yue Xixian.

He has long said that friendship is friendship, position is position, if the two meet on the battlefield, he will never show mercy!

Yue Xixian looked at Liming, put his fingers on the piano again, and shook his head with a wry smile, he knew that Liming must have misunderstood what he meant when he said this, but he couldn't explain it at the moment, so he had to laugh wryly.

One day, the Immortal Society will know the truth, and on that day, the story of butterflies and bees will be truly revealed to the world!

The willows do not follow the wind, and the water Mu waves take a photo.

This is also a great tragedy in life, right?

The sound of the piano under the hands of Yueqiao strings is tactful, like a yellow oriole in the spring moon, and the heart of the song is sad.

Li Ming looked at the moon and said, "You and Thunderstorm...... How's it going?"

After that, Liming suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.

With a 'bang', the strings broke.

There was a blood mark on the middle finger of Tsuki's left hand, and it took a while for blood to start flowing.

Liming was a little surprised by Yue Xixian's reaction, isn't he the kind of relationship he has with Thunderstorm? Now he just casually asked, how could Yue Xixian's reaction be so big?

A little blood flowed out of his hands and landed on the grass under the tree, and the flowers in that piece immediately withered, and Yue Xixian was a little stunned.

Li Ming looked at the withered grass under his feet, and said a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Yue Xixian smiled shallowly, the smile was extremely unreal, his face was a little dim by the cyan on the willows, and there was also a shadow on the green clothes.

"I ...... What is wrong with the question?" asked the Limpy tentatively.

Yue Xixian still shook his head and said, "You're right, it's me who is wrong, it's wrong from the beginning......"

"Huh?" Li Ming glanced at Yue Xixian, and looked down at the withered grass under the tree, "How can your blood be ......?"

Yue Xixian picked up the guqin carved with a little plum blossom, pinched the injured finger tightly, so that the blood no longer flowed out, and then jumped down from the tree, bringing a gust of fragrant wind and landing beside Liming, saying, "I studied medicine, and I have been exposed to all kinds of poisonous weeds since I was a child, and the blood on my body is naturally poisonous to those small flowers and grasses, as long as they touch, they will wither." ”

Li Ming looked at Yue Xixian's indifference and said, "Then I will ask you one thing too." ”

Yue Xixian looked at Liming, put the guqin in his hand on the grass, stood by the river, let the waves blown by the wind wet the corners of his skirt, and said, "You ask, except for the matter of Prince Lifeng, I must know everything." ”

"Then I didn't say it. He plucked a willow leaf and struck down a dragonfly that was resting on the Yueyu strings, and said, "Play me another song, I may not have such a comfortable day in the future......"

The green yarn on Yuexixian's body was blown up and down by the river wind, and the three thousand green silk on his head were scattered around his waist like splashing ink, and a green dress was shining among the leaves and weeping willows.

Li Ming didn't speak, just looked at Yue Qiaoxian, some things, the two of them already knew in their hearts.

Needless to say, in the future, when the two meet again, I am afraid that they will be mortal enemies on the battlefield.

Yueqiao sat cross-legged on the grass, wiped the blood on his hands, and silently put the broken string of the guqin on his lap, his fingers moved lightly, and then looked, the strings had been connected, and the white fingers like green onions were particularly dazzling on the dark purple qin.

Fingers flick and strings pick up.

A song of departure, two hesitations.

The sound of the moon strings is indeed only heard in the sky, and even the two yellow orioles on the top of the willow tree also listen to the sound of the moon strings and do not move.

Li Ming smiled, standing in front of Yue Xixian, dressed in black and robbing him of a large amount of sunlight around him.

Yueqiao didn't seem to see anything, and there was not even a hint of pause in the movement of the piano in his hand.

He didn't speak, he just listened.

After a long time, the last note of the moon string gently fell.

The end of the song.

Turning around, he said, "I've always had a question for you. ”

Yueqiao gently plucked the blood-stained strings on the piano and said, "What's the matter?"

He turned around suddenly, leaned over to look at Yue Xixian's eyes, and frowned, "In the past two thousand years, you have told me more than once that you want my tears, why is this?"

Yue Xixian smiled, the smile on his lips was like a warm river, he stood up, held the guqin in his arms, and said leisurely, "Demon Venerable's tears...... It's really rare in the world. ”

I was puzzled, and I just looked at the moon strings.

The river flows eastward, without a trace, and the willow branches caress lightly, and there are thousands of threads.

A willow leaf fell with the wind, and it landed right on the piano in the arms of the moon string.

Yue Xixian was stunned for a moment, looking at the willow leaves that were no longer fresh, she was a little sentimental for a while, and moved her fingers lightly to hold the leaf in her hand.

Li Ming watched Yue Xixian's movements, and did not speak, waiting for his answer with his hands around his chest.

Yueqiao turned around, and blood began to ooze from the place where the strings were scratched on her fingers, but she still turned her head and gave Liming a smile that she thought was very flat, "Do you have to know?"

Liming nodded.

This matter was a puzzle that had plagued him for two thousand years, and his curiosity was still strong.

Yue Xixian was silent, looking at the sparkling surface of the lake, it was peaceful, but her heart was already turbulent......