At dusk, the outside is still bright, and the general's mansion has been lit with lanterns, and the main hall is brightly lit.

On the bright and smooth sandalwood floor, the slight footsteps of "click, click, click" sounded, getting closer and clearer.

A pair of pale green high-bottomed shoes came with light steps, and the rose purple skirt and the hem of the warm yellow robe dragged to the ground.

Lang Yu calmly walked step by step towards the shore and wooden couch at the end of the main hall, where the master of the main hall sit.

Her demeanor is graceful and graceful, and she also makes a gentle, just right smile on her face. But there was a faint sense of calmness all over her body, and this aura was as beautiful as her flowers, and the dressing room was just hidden to the extent that Ji Wuye would not be alarmed.

Between the cloud-like bun on her right side was the beautiful and dangerous blue hairpin. The sharp tip of the hairpin hides deep in the hair, revealing only its delicate appearance of softness and harmlessness.

Ji Wuye sat on the wooden couch with a golden knife, and the bronze knife he carried with him was placed diagonally next to the wooden couch. He took a big sip from his glass, frowning, and seemed impatient.

Lang Yu slowly walked to the bottom of the steps in front of the desk where he was sitting and stopped.

Between her and Ji Wuye, a vermilion piano platform had already been placed, red as fire, but the piano platform was empty.

"I heard that you are excellent at the piano, and a single song can attract thousands of birds to gather. General Ben wants to see it with his own eyes tonight. ”

Ji Wuye spoke, his voice was thick and ugly.

Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he has been firmly thinking about the piano that Rong Yu played yesterday.

Lang Yu bowed slightly, and said softly: "Lang Yu is fortunate and willing to play a song for the general." ”

"Good!" Ji Wuye waved his hand, and a hunched subordinate sent a piano and placed it on the vermilion piano platform.

Ji Wuye spoke again: "You can use that guqin to play a song for me." ”

Lang Yu's gaze stopped on the qin, and her eyes seemed to change.

This piano has a delicate texture, and there is a light-colored silk spike hanging on one side of the body, which still looks quiet and peaceful. And the tough seven strings on the surface of the piano have bent and broken like sorrow.

This is the guqin that appeared on the Qingyu case in the Bird Pavilion yesterday, the guqin that Bai Feng gave to himself, originally belonged to his own.

This piano has become a spiritual rhino that makes jade and Bai Feng know each other. But seven lives were cut off for it, just like the seven broken strings, and at the same time, Bai Feng and Mo Crow also fled for it, with no branches to rely on.

This piano carries a little meeting and parting!

The hunchbacked subordinate quietly retreated, and Ji Wuye was "appreciating" Langyu's expression at the moment.

His move clearly made it difficult to get jade.

He was especially fond of torturing people who were inferior to him, especially those who dared to offend his authority.

Ji Wuye looked at Langyu.

The crow also looked at Langyu.

Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu were also looking at Lang Yu.

The crow is not in the main hall. He hid under the eaves of the temple, and looked down on everything in the temple from the gap in the highest window lattice. He also seems to have become interested in the matter of making jade.

And Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu, who were dressed in dark night clothes, also hid in an invisible corner on the other side, watching the progress of things.

The purple girl was very puzzled by Wei Zhuang's actions, there was no such link in this plan at all, and there was no need for them to appear, so she quietly asked at the moment: "I believe that Lang Yu should be able to complete this mission, why did you come incognito?" ”

Wei Zhuang didn't turn his head, and still looked at Lang Yu's next move steadily: "Killer, cold-blooded and ruthless can make a killing blow, the most important thing to stay away from is feelings, the current Lang Yu will definitely fail, she is not too cold as a killer, and her heart is soft." ”

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In the main hall, Ji Wuye saw that Langyu's expression quickly returned to calm, and the ancient waves were uneven.

She bent her knees slightly, lowered her head and responded, "Yes." ”

After that, Ying Ying stepped forward and sat on the edge of the piano table, stroking the surface of the piano with a pair of plain hands.

Mo Crow watched her every move from afar, and with his wit, he couldn't guess what Rong Yu would do next.

Suddenly, he turned his face sideways, and he saw something. A delicate and pure white feather was floating down in front of him.

The ink crow reached out to hold the white feather, and when he looked back, he saw the white phoenix that suddenly appeared.

Bai Feng was crouching against the window in the same posture as the ink crow, looking in.

Mo Crow rolled his eyes and couldn't help but chuckle: "Hmph." ”

He expected that even if this stupid boy was extremely sad, he would still be unable to help but come back and take a look again, and he couldn't let go of the jade.

Mo Crow didn't want Bai Feng to come back, and he knew that it was impossible for him not to come back. Since he chose to protect and take care of Bai Feng, and he has been here for so long, he is no longer afraid that this child will cause any more trouble. He believes he can still handle it well this time.

Mo Crow looked around, and as far as his eyes could see in the general's mansion, there was no half of a figure except for them. Of course, he didn't find Wei Zhuang and Zinu.

- When Ji Wuye is "charming", he doesn't like to be surrounded by a large number of irrelevant people.

The sunset is brilliant in the dark night, and the brilliant sunset casts a warm and poignant atmosphere over the pavilions of the houses in the house.

The setting sun was casting on two people, one black and one white, outside the window.

Seeing that there was no patrol around, the crow jumped off the ground lightly. Bai Feng glanced at him and jumped down.

Although you can see it from a high place, you can't really see some subtle movements. The two stood in front of the window, looking in.

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Ji Wuye glared at the surface of the piano, and said with his jade fingers in the air: "So you can also play?" ”

Lang Yu said slowly: "There are two kinds of music. One is the song of the strings, the other is the song of the heartstrings -- this is the song of the heartstrings that I played for the general. ”

She raised her head as she spoke, staring at the front.

Ji Wuye secretly wondered: "The song of the heartstrings? ”

Lang Yu said in a gentle voice: "Everyone can hear the music played by the strings. ”

She looked ahead, but she didn't look at Ji Wuye, her eyes seemed to be looking far, far away:

"The heartstrings play a tune that only the most affectionate and sexual can hear."

Ji Wuye said loudly: "Okay! I'd like to hear it, your so-called heartstrings! He selectively ignored the words "affectionate and sexual" in Langyu's mouth.

Outside, Bai Feng and Mo Crow, who had been listening to the conversation in the hall, as well as Wei Zhuang Zinu, couldn't help but hold their breath.

Langyu's fingers flew lightly in the air, swinging out hard, and there was no string under his fingers.

Bai Feng's whole body suddenly shook violently, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

The crow gave him a puzzled look.

After Bai Feng was startled, he immediately froze in place, unable to move anymore.

There was a light in his blue eyes, and the moment he waved his finger, he heard it clearly—he heard the sound of the piano that could not have been!

The sound of the piano struck his heart again, stronger and more irresistible than the power of the empty mountain bird language before.

At the same time, in his eyes, there was a scorching brilliance flowing out between the ten fingers of Langyu.

The red and bright light, little by little, converges into thousands of threads.

Soon, Lang Yu's whole person was shrouded in a layer of bright light.

Her focused expression is as beautiful as a fairy, and the melodious sound between her fingers is like fairy music.

The sound of the piano is not hurried, but calm and calm—that is the calmness after making up one's mind.

Bai Feng seemed to see again, the lonely soul who wrote lyricism, sitting in the center of heaven and earth, waiting quietly.

She waited for the brightest light of her life and this life.

With his whole life as firewood, he ignited every minute and inch by inch, along with all the joys and sorrows of parting.

She sat in the rising flames and gazed at the world.

In the firelight, she resolutely looked at the world that was once both beautiful and evil. It was a decision to say goodbye.

The brilliance was thousands, the volley rose in the air, flew out of the window lattice, and crossed Bai Feng's face and side.

Bai Feng was surrounded by scorching light in an instant, his eyes widened, and his eyebrows raised.

"This ...... This...... Is this what ......?"

A voice shouted in the deepest part of his heart.

The sound of the piano is full of strength and determination, and at the same time, it does not hide the unique gentleness of the woman.

Ji Wuye sat there with a cold face, and Pu Fan clenched the wine bottle tightly with his big hand, almost crushing the wine bottle.

He couldn't hear anything, he glared at Langyu fiercely, he suspected that the woman was playing tricks on him, and his heart was angry.

Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu in the corner on the side didn't hear the so-called heartstrings, perhaps because they carried too many secrets in their hearts, too many unknown secrets.

The crow had not heard the sound of the piano either, but he had heard a strange movement, from far and near.

The breath of death, he felt the approach of a large breath of death.

He gasped, first glanced at Bai Feng, who had been staring still, and then turned to look at the sky.

At sunset, the sound of flapping wings in the sky was loud again.

Yesterday, when the birds of the empty mountain sounded, there were all kinds of birds flying in the sound, and they were all very beautiful and lovely.

This time, it was black crows, hundreds of crows.

Some perch on the treetops outside the hall, some fall on the steps, more enter through the window, fly straight into the hall, and the hall is surrounded by the strange cry of the crow "ah, ah, ah".

The remnant sun is like blood, and the atmosphere is indescribably weird.

The crows knew that they must have been summoned by some kind of signal—there was a signal in the sound of the jade piano that they could not perceive.

At this moment, only one person heard it - Bai Feng.

He stood stunned, as if he had been fooled.

Mo Crow was amazed, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that he really heard the song of the heartstrings?" ”

Bai Feng had been listening, and he closed his eyes again.

The sound of the piano gradually rises from calm to high-pitched, and the meaning of the song is difficult to peace.

Determination and nostalgia, the two are constantly stirring, from the cold and the hot, the roar rises.

The entire universe suddenly seemed to be filled with blazing flames, turning into an incomparably bright crimson!

In the dazzling crimson space, the firelight splashed and whistled by.

Bai Feng saw Lang Yu in the sound of the piano again, this time Lang Yu no longer turned his back to him, and they looked at each other face to face.

Between heaven and earth, apart from the scorching flames, only he and her remained.

The wind and fire were fierce, and their clothes and hair reflected the firelight, and the hunt fluttered.

When the song of strings sounded, the hearts of Lang Yu and Bai Feng were extremely close, but people seemed to be far away from the world.

In this heartstring song, they are not far away, but they are not allowed to come near.

They looked at each other from a distance, and felt the power that pulsated in each other's hearts, as if that was enough.

Bai Feng seemed to hear the words of Lang Yu again:

"There's also a tune about one of the most special birds. It is the head of a hundred birds. But along the way of its life, it must go through destruction after destruction. When it goes through the ordeal and struggles to break through the desperate situation of death, it will be reborn. ”

Bai Feng slowly raised his eyes, and in his eyes, a brilliant phoenix flew high, with a beautiful and desperate flame, soaring straight up, and the clear and long roar!

The sound of the piano is more and more excited, and the beautiful soul sits in the center, using every ounce of its own strength to watch the phoenix fly high from the flames and fly to the vast wilderness beyond the flames.

Bai Feng quietly faced all this. His expression was no longer like the innocent and immature child before, and his blue eyes shone with a brilliant crimson light.

The irresistible power in the jade song has gathered in his entire body and spirit, and this power will eventually change him.

At the moment when the phoenix flew to the highest place and the most dazzling, the sound of the piano cracked and stopped abruptly.

Lang Yu stopped playing the music, and her slender jade fingers landed on the body.

The soul in the piano spoke her heart, and she believed that the person understood her, and there were no regrets.