The night was long, the wind was strong outside, but it was warm inside.

(The meat is omitted, and the recent policy pros understand.) ）

One-one-one-one-one-one

The curling fog fills the air, and the fog is unreal.

Zhao opened his eyes and looked around with some confusion.

Where is this?

Rubbing his aching temples, he got up and took a step, but the surrounding scenery disappeared in an instant.

Cheers, screams, she even heard firecrackers.

When she came back to her senses, she found herself standing on the high platform in the central square of the Ghost Realm Fort, and there were hundreds of thousands of ghosts and various realm immortals, gods, and Buddha guests standing below.

A few meters away from her was the handsome and handsome Oriental Evil who seemed to be as heroic as a god. His eyes were deep and sharp, and only when he looked at her did he become extremely soft, and he walked towards him step by step.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of his eyes, and he took her hand affectionately and looked at her earnestly.

"Are you willing to marry me?" A deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears as she asked.

Zhao Liao was about to answer, but Dongfang Evil suddenly let go of her hand.

She looked at him in astonishment, but Dongfang Xie seemed to have changed in an instant, and said nothing with a cold face. Zhao sighed in his heart, and just caught a glimpse of his cold eyes, cold, ruthless, as if he was a stranger he had never met.

"Who are you?" I only heard a voice without the slightest emotion.

"What?" Zhao looked at him in disbelief as if he had been slapped on his head, and there was a sour feeling in his eyes.

Hee-hee-hee, a colossal laugh sounded. A woman suddenly appeared beside him, the water snake waist was full of hands, her eyes were full of autumn, and she was naturally lying in the arms of Dongfang Evil. looked at Zhao, and his eyes were unscrupulous disdain and sarcasm.

"This is not the place for you, get out!" With a hint of impatience in his voice, he said.

Zhao Liao looked at all this in front of her and couldn't believe it, and just when she wanted to speak, she heard a loud noise in the sky.

Bang~!!

Lightning and thunder roared, black clouds overwhelmed the city, the wind howled, everyone scattered and fled, and bursts of wails sounded everywhere.

Countless black bats fell from the sky, wrapped in purple brilliance, and swooped down towards her friends and relatives not far away with an unstoppable momentum.

Why is God so cruel to take away the people he loves the most, and now he has to take away even his important relatives and friends?

"No !!" Zhao shouted hoarsely and sat up from the chuang.

Is it a dream?

Her breathing was still unsteady, but she turned her head to meet Dongfang Evil's concerned gaze.

"Nightmare?" Dongfang Evil wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead for her and took her into his arms, Jun's face was full of worry.

In fact, he had been calling her for a long time, but Zhao had never woken up from a nightmare.

Zhao stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his waist, and forced. Inexplicably, I was a little aggrieved, and the corners of my eyes were a little moist.

"Luckily, it's just a dream." Zhao sobbed, holding his hand harder.

"What dream?" Dongfang Evil Sword frowned slightly, his big palm touched her little head, and his deep voice soothed.

The water eyes looked at the man in front of him, a little sad.

"I dreamed that you betrayed me and I was with someone else's woman, and my most important relatives and friends were all killed by the people of the Demon Realm." After Zhao finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Dongfang Xie listened to Zhao's words, and was a little crying and laughing, it turned out that this girl had no sense of security.

"Dreams never come true." The big palm caressed her little face, and her eyes were full of seriousness, "I will protect your relatives and friends." Unless I die, no one can touch them. ”

"Let's pull the hook okay, tell me you didn't lie to me." Zhao listened to Dongfang Evil's words, and his heart dropped a little, but he was still a little uneasy.

Raise your right hand and raise your little thumb to shake it in front of him.

Dongfang Xie sighed lightly, wrapped his big hand around her little hand, and leaned down to kiss her little mouth. The always domineering and powerful aura instantly eroded the air around her, making her heart gradually settle down.

"Rest early and go to bed quickly." Seeing that she was no longer so nervous, Dongfang Xie let go of her, pressed her back onto the chuang, tucked the quilt and said.

Who knew that in the next second, Zhao Li, but bounced up from chuang.

"Dongfang Evil, I can't sleep, I don't want to sleep." Shaking his head, when he remembered the nightmare just now, Zhao fell asleep. She looked at him with a blank eye, and begged, "I'll play you a little tune!" ”

Dongfang Xie raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at that pitiful little face, he still couldn't refuse in the end.

looked at her helplessly and nodded slightly.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao immediately took out his baby from under the pillow and wiped it gently.

I saw the Xun in her hand, black, pottery, shaped like a peach, flat bottom, with blowing holes at the upper end, six holes in the front and two holes in the back, a total of eight sound holes.

(Xun xūn: One of the oldest wind instruments ever discovered in China, with a history of more than 7,000 years.) More than 3,000 years ago, according to the different manufacturing materials in China, musical instruments were divided into eight types: gold, stone, earth, leather, silk, bamboo, and wood, which were called eight sounds. Among the eight tones, Xun monopolizes the local sound. The timbre is deep, mournful, sad, and endless. ）

The little hand holds the ancient Xun, and the sound of the simple vicissitudes of Xun overflows, mysterious and distant.

The moment Xunqu floated out, the Dongfang Evil who didn't care much about it was like a hammer smashing down, and something seemed to break out of the ground in the bottom of my heart.

Thoughts drift to tens of thousands of years ago, gloomy and unpredictable.

The sound of Xun is like the song of a birdsong in the hollow, and it is like a ghostly spirit, ethereal, lonely and desolate.

His thoughts scattered with Xun Qu, and the sound of the song was still the same, but he seemed to hear a familiar call from ancient times, his heart trembled, and a vague figure in his mind gradually took shape.

Why did the call in the fog make his heart ache?

In an instant, he seemed to have returned to a thousand years ago, and the fragments of memory reminded him all the time, as if he had forgotten something.

The subtle breath, the pain of parting, the memory of a long time. The past of a past life, or the future of this life?

Dongfang Evil was in a rare trance, and it wasn't until a hand shook in front of his eyes that he came back to his senses.

"Does it sound good?" Zhao Liao has only loved Xun since he was a child and has a unique affection for it.

Lord Hades gave a noncommittal sigh of grace, his brows furrowed slightly.

Everything just now reminded him that he seemed to have forgotten something from a thousand years ago, and as far as he knew, his memory should be complete.

But why is there such a scene again?

Zhao Liao is a smart person, and he obviously feels that something is wrong with the Eastern Evil. The small body squeezed into his arms, and his hands caressed his handsome face to make him look at him.

"You promised me that you wouldn't hide anything from me, what the hell is going on?" Zhao looked up and bit his lip to look at him.

Lord Hades looked at her for a long time before he seemed to have made up his mind, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"I listened to Xunqu just now, and I seemed to think of a person from a thousand years ago, it should be a woman, but it was too vague to see clearly." Dongfang Xie looked at her and said.

Zhao was stunned for a moment, then her little face became a little pale, and she looked up at him.

(Don't worry, it's not the kind of plot you think)