"...... gently"

Yan Rong is in a hurry, can't you see that this guy is not a good thing?

Yan smiled weakly.

"Mother, it's okay, aren't you just outside?"

Yan Rong hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded helplessly.

She glared at Lin Xiao fiercely, "If you dare to have bad intentions, I will kill you!" ”

Lin Xiao glanced at her, "You talk too much nonsense, if I leave, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life." ”

Yan Rong was stunned, and her anger rose again.

You are a golden pill triple, who gave you the courage to say such things in front of me?

Aren't you afraid of me, slapping you to death?

Yan was helpless, "Mother ......"

"Okay, I'll go."

Yan Rong took Yu'er and left the room, but she stood outside the door and never left.

"Let's get started." Lin Xiao said lightly.

Yan gently plucked the strings, and the moving sound of the piano was transmitted.

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, cutting off some investigations.

He frowned and interrupted, "Can't you, with a snack?" That's how you, thanksgiving? ”

Yan paused slightly, and said weakly: "Lin Gongzi, it's not that the little girl doesn't want to, but I'm too weak and my mind is too drained, I'm afraid it will be ......."

Lin Xiao said casually: "Isn't it just death?" You might as well be dead if you live like this. ”

Yan lightly turned pale, you person, why do you speak, so ugly.

Lin Xiao ignored her complexion and continued: "Think about it, if it weren't for you, your mother, would you cause trouble today?" ”

"Because you, your mother, know better than I know how miserable your life is, right?"

"In that case, don't you think it's ten thousand times better to die than to live for a long time."

"If you die, your mother will be free."

Yan lightly began to be angry, and listening to Lin Xiao's words, she gradually calmed down.

Especially, Lin Xiao's, the last sentence.

When you die, your mother is free.

Lin Xiao squinted slightly, adding fuel and vinegar, "So, die with peace of mind, it's good for everyone if you die." ”

Yan was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and covered the strings with a slightly dry palm.

A piece of music, delivered out.

The sound of the piano is beautiful and beautiful, which contains, the desire for life, but also contains, a kind of relief.

Lin Xiao quietly admired that it didn't matter how the piano sounded.

The important thing is that in the sound, there is the emotion.

The sound of the piano with emotion is more beautiful than any beautiful song.

Such a piano sound, even if it is an immortal, cannot be played.

Yan lightly looked firm, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood, which was poignant and beautiful, and it hurt to touch.

She clearly felt the passage of her life, but the more she did, the more immersed she became, playing.

Through the sound of the piano, all her emotions, from birth, are vented.

Born extremely weak, his father sank in the forbidden place of Tuo in search of medicine.

Mother raised herself, in order to protect herself, she fought against others, and fought for her life......

Thousands of sorrows, all kinds of sorrows, are expressed in the sound of the piano.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano changed and became cheerful.

Although it is endless sorrow, how can she not be happy with such parents?

Even if you die, your life is not in vain.

Her expression, getting weaker and weaker, had stopped playing.

Because of her, she has no strength.

However, in her eyes, a strange piano sound was transmitting.

Except for Lin Xiao, no one could hear it.

Lin Xiao looked at her and saw her, deep in his pupils.

Hearing her, the bottom of the heart, the deepest depths, emotions and music.

"Good, good."

Lin Xiao exclaimed, "This is the sound of the piano that I want to hear." ”

With his identity, how can Yan's light and ordinary performance attract him?

In terms of music, is she comparable to those fairies in the heavenly realm?

Not comparable.

So, only this kind of music.

At the cost of his life, the music played can make Lin Xiao listen.

For this reason, Lin Xiao provoked her with words and asked her to take the initiative to dedicate her life.

The sound of the piano has long stopped, but in Lin Xiao's heart, it has not stopped, it is still lingering, and it has been lingering for a long time.

Yan sat quietly gently, her eyes had closed, and there was a hint of innocent smile on her face.

She's dead.

Lin Xiao also sat still, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the beautiful sound of the piano.

Call......

A gust of incense blew through.

Yan Rong appeared in the room.

She sensed it slightly, and her color suddenly changed, flashing to Yan Qingqing's side.

"Gently...... ...... gently"

Yan Rong hugged Yan gently, bloody tears slid down, and above the pupils, there were bloodshots.

In just a moment, his daughter left him forever.

"...... gently"

She stroked her daughter's cheeks, blood and tears dripped on her daughter's face.

"Why are you doing this?"

She looked at Lin Xiao, her eyes were full of blood, tyrannical and killing.

Lin Xiao opened his eyes, extremely calm.

"Dead in this last, sublimation, she should, be grateful to me."

"You should, too, be grateful to me."

Yan Rong's body trembled slightly, and she laughed loudly, her voice was sad, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Thank you? Haha, thank you!

She had never seen such a brazen person, kill her own daughter, and she and her daughter, grateful to him?

Gently and gently put Yan down, Yan Rong slowly got up.

"In order to thank you, I will send you down, let me express my gratitude to you gently, personally."

Yan Rong's voice was like ice for thousands of years, piercing into the bone marrow.

In the room, there was a sound of "click, click, click".

From beneath her feet, a layer of ice crystals, stretched out.

In an instant, it covered Lin Xiao's whole body.

froze Lin Xiao into an ice sculpture.

Lin Xiao's breath also began, slowly dissipating until he died completely.

Killing Lin Xiao, Yan Rong turned around and looked at her daughter.

In her heart, she was extremely self-reproachful.

I shouldn't let my daughter be alone with this damn Lin Xiao.

She didn't expect that such a decision would turn out to be goodbye.

Her daughter can no longer play the piano.

"Gently, I'm sorry for you."

Yan Rong's face was full of blood and tears, and her image was completely gone.

"Gently, don't worry, I will go to find you, I will accompany you, accompany you."

Yan Rong hugged Yan softly, crying sadly, telling her feelings for her daughter.

With every word she spoke, she coughed up a wisp of blood.

Even if it was a Jindan monk, he couldn't stop the sadness.

This kind of divine wound can never be healed.

Unless...... Tsubame gently resurrected.

Suddenly, Yan's fingers moved lightly.

If it is ordinary, such a movement, Yan Rong can easily find it.

But now, she is immersed in her own world, and she can't find it at all.

Yan's lips moved slightly, blood-colored teardrops, a little salty, a little fragrant, and more, a mother's love.

(End of chapter)