After reading this song from the generation of love monk "Cangyang Gyatso", Dugu Feng looked at Shi Qingxuan quietly, her pretty face was slightly raised, her beautiful eyes were deeply focused on surrendering the night sky, and her cheeks were unconsciously full of tears.

The moonlight flowed down, and the four fields were silent.

Shi Qingxuan slightly looked at the pretty face, and teardrops fell, falling like night dew in late autumn on the grass and trees. Dugu Feng sighed secretly, infinite pity suddenly rose in his heart, and he gently reached out and hugged Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan's eyes were tightly closed, her delicate body trembled slightly, she stiffened for a moment, and then lay softly in Dugufeng's arms. She half leaned on Dugu Feng's shoulder, and Dugu Feng looked down and could see her beautiful silhouette of the side face. At this time, she lost the hollow valley orchid temperament far away from the world, just an ordinary girl who remembered sad things.

The breeze blows the stream, bringing the sound of flowing water, and the unknown summer insects sing softly in the grass, adding a touch of silence to the moonlit field.

Shi Qingxuan closed her eyes, leaned on Dugufeng's shoulder, and said softly: "Today's song is the last song played by my mother before she died!" ”

Dugu Feng sighed lightly and said: "Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred, and good dreams are the most difficult to wake up!" Hey, no wonder Qing Xuan's song today is so unforgettable! After a pause, his eyes fell on Shi Qingxuan's promising tears, and a different kind of pity rose in his heart, and he said apologetically: "It's me who is not good, I didn't suppress the emotions in my heart, and when I was excited, I read those words and sentences, which aroused your sadness." ”

Shi Qingxuan gently closed her eyes, leaned on her weakly, and sighed softly: "How can you blame my sister!" Life is lonely, and it is most difficult to find a soulmate. My sister can hear the meaning of Qing Xuan's Xiao Yin, Qing Xuan should be happy! Hey, it's better not to see it first, so it's better not to fall in love with ......"

Shi Qingxuan closed her eyes and read the poem softly, her voice became deeper and lower, and when she read the last sentence, her voice was so low that Dugufeng couldn't hear it at all. Eventually, the twenty lines of poetry turned into a faint sigh. Shi Qingxuan quietly opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, stared at Dugufeng deeply with tears in her eyes, and said in a daze: "Hey, it would be nice if my mother could hear this poem earlier!" ”

Dugu Feng looked at Shi Qingxuan with soft eyes, she knew that what Shi Qingxuan needed at this time was not comfort, but listening.

Shi Qingxuan took a deep breath, returned a little calm, raised her pretty face and looked at her and said, "If my sister could be born twenty years early, you will definitely become a bosom friend with your mother!" ”

Dugu Feng lovingly pinched Shi Qingxuan's deliberately ugly fake nose, and said with a smile: "If I had been born twenty years earlier, I was afraid that Qingxuan would complain that you were born and I was not born, I was old, you hate me for being late, I hate you for being early!" ”

Shi Qingxuan suddenly let out a "poof" and laughed. She glanced at Dugufeng, stood up straight, and said, "My sister is so hateful, relying on her talent to bully people." Every time we meet, I have to make Qing Xuan cry once before I am willing, is this how Qing Xuan, a crybaby, bullied you? ”

Dugu Feng smiled lightly, hugged Shi Qingxuan's shoulders and said: "Haven't Qing Xuan heard that there is a beautiful woman in the empty valley, one tears pour into the city, and the second tears pour into the country, and I would rather not know the city and the country, and the red eyes are hard to get......

Shi Qingxuan's face was embarrassed when she joked with Dugufeng, and without waiting for Dugufeng to say fun, she waved her powder fist and gently hammered her.

Dugu Feng dodged Shi Qingxuan's thrashing while saying with a very hateful smile: "The world is vulgar, and most of them laugh at beauties with their daughters." I am a dignified sword god, how can I flow with the mortals, naturally I want to collect a jar of tears of the beauty of the country, take it home, bury it under the peach blossom tree, and brew a cup of 'stone spring'! ”

Although Shi Qingxuan knew that she was ridiculing herself, she said it very interestingly, and she couldn't help but laugh: "Qingxuan, the crybaby, doesn't have as many tears as a jar." My sister wants to make sake and fills the tears that she has bowed to, is it enough? ”

Dugu Feng smiled lightly, and was not arguing with Shi Qingxuan, but stepped forward, held Shi Qingxuan's hand, and said, "You don't like disputes the most, why did you come to this place full of strife and calculation?" And got yourself such an ugly nose? As he spoke, he reached out to pinch Shi Qingxuan's nose again, and said with a smile: "It's ugly, take it down quickly." ”

Shi Qingxuan tilted her head slightly, reached out and blocked a small hand stretched out by Dugufeng, stopping her from taking the opportunity to pinch her nose, glanced at her, and said in a coquettish voice: "Okay!" Don't try to bully me again! Be a good sister! ”

Dugufeng felt the sincerity and expectation when she said "good sister", and suddenly a tenderness rose in her heart, and she didn't want to tease her, but held her hands, lowered her head and rubbed her cheeks affectionately, and said sincerely: "I want to be a good sister, and you also want to be a good sister!" ”

The smile at the corner of Shi Qingxuan's mouth expanded, turning into a bright smile, dispelling her seemingly innate melancholy, and said mischievously: "Coaxing! Are you thinking about bullying Qingxuan again, your eyes can be more frank than your people. ”

As he spoke, he let go of Dugu Feng and turned around slightly, jumping off the stone as lightly as a butterfly.

After she spun around the ground two times freely, she said goodbye to her delicate body with ease, and said with a smile: "When my mother was alive, I promised to play a song for Wang Tong. Qing Xuan came here tonight, just to complete the last entrustment of her mother. Speaking of which, I would like to thank my sister, if it weren't for Qingxuan who handed over so many burdens to my sister early, I wouldn't be able to completely unload all the burdens today. Oh! It felt really relaxing, and I didn't have to think about anything from now on! ”

Looking at Shi Qingxuan's relaxed and happy appearance after unloading all the burdens, Dugufeng not only did not feel happy, but faintly felt a trace of worry, witnessed the collapse of the happiest and most satisfying family, and saw a pair of people who loved each other with the most ruthless and cruel means to hurt each other, and the mother who loved her the most was sleeping in the ground, and it was never possible to wake herself up softly, and her father, who had always respected the gods, walked out of the house and never looked back. Such an experience is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it. Undoubtedly, Shi Qingxuan is a strong person, she has not been cynical since then, willing to degenerate, and become another Ni Huihui, nor has she cowardly escaped, and since then she has been in a slump and has not been with everyone. She is like a dark orchid, growing quietly in the valley where no one notices, although no one takes care of it, but the bloom is extraordinarily brilliant. However, after all, what happened to her as a child left a deep shadow on her, and perhaps even she didn't notice that she had a strong tendency to self-destruct. As written in the original book, if she hadn't met Xu Ziling by chance, she would probably choose a way to end her life and responsibilities together.

Now, Dugufeng has helped her take over all the responsibilities, and she has completed her mother's last entrustment. Now, her life has no purpose at all. With the psychic spiritual sense cultivated after breaking through the Great Grandmaster and stepping into the path of heaven and man, Dugu Feng could clearly feel the dazedness and loss behind Dao Shi Qingxuan's cheerful and relaxed appearance, and life no longer had much meaning to her.

Dugu Feng sighed secretly, looked at Shi Qingxuan deeply, and asked, "What are Qing Xuan going to do in the future?" ”

Shi Qingxuan's smile gradually faded, her face darkened, her beautiful eyes were covered with a sad color, and the change in her expression was so sudden, she sighed secretly in her heart when she saw Dugufeng, she didn't need any special strength to know that she must be feeling her own helplessness!

Suddenly, Shi Qingxuan took out the Tianzhu flute and gently blew out a clear note. Under the light blowing of Shi Qingxuan's effortless lips, Tianzhu Xiao sounded a series of dull and low notes, the tone was deliberately full of discharge, emitting a worn and trembling timbre, and there was some strange strange power accumulated in it, which made people feel the heavy pain suppressed in her heart, and couldn't help but think that she might be silently dissipating tears in the secret place in her soul that no one could see!

Xiao Yin turned around, and couldn't stop being depressed, bringing out a world that couldn't wake up like a nightmare and sank into darkness, leading people into the abyss of loss full of tears and sadness.

The sound of the flute is suddenly and intermittent, and the ground seems to have exhausted all his strength, and can no longer control the sound of the flute, and the Tianzhu Xiao seems to be able to rely on his own strength, turning the remaining life into a sad song of struggle before dying.

Dance Pavilion Song Stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind!

Dugu Feng listened intently, and felt his whole soul tremble with the sound of the flute.

"The feather is transposed with quotient, and the orchestra is thrown mercilessly."

What provoked her to reveal her true feelings? Tell the grievances and sorrows in Fang's heart with the sound of the flute? But her expression remained calm, and only a pair of beautiful eyes shot out the sadness of "a broken intestine, how many intestines can there be"! The contrast between indifference and pathos is particularly shocking.

The sound of the flute was moving, evoking the deepest emotions in Dugufeng's heart, making her almost want to clap her hands and sing a long song, but she finally resisted this impulse and chose to listen instead.

Shi Qingxuan's flute sound turned, as if she was liberated from the inextricable indulgence, and became lingering, and her bowels broke when she heard the sound. It is like the singing of geese in the Yin Mountain, and the cry of the ape in Wuxia, rising in the vast night, filling every space in the wild.

Dugu Feng's emotions evoke the power of Xiao Yin's singing voice to chase the soul and deter the soul, and at this quiet moment of the moonlit night, the sorrow and sorrow that has been hidden for an unknown time are triggered like a torrent, and thousands of helpless and irreversible sadness surging into the heart.

Silently, Dugufeng quietly crossed the space between the two and took Shi Qingxuan into his arms. The crystal clear soul made Dugu Feng clearly feel Shi Qingxuan's mood swings, it was a slender and vulnerable heart, and under the strong shell was actually a crying soul. With a keen sense of thought, Dugufeng felt all Shi Qingxuan's emotions without omission, and the huge sadness and grief surrounded her, making her feel unprecedented pity and love for this innocent girl with a pitiful background.

PS: This chapter is very difficult to write, from 8 o'clock to now, I haven't had time to eat dinner, and I finally finished writing. It took a lot of effort, but it was worth it. The only problem was that the plot got out of hand again, and there was a plot that I didn't originally plan to have, which made me almost suspect that the world in the book was developing on its own, and I just sensed it and wrote it.