Tianzun didn't understand Qianwu, and when he saw that she did admit her mistake sincerely, he stopped stopping him: "Then continue to clean." ”

After that, he left.

At night, Qianwu, who had been busy all day, was very tired.

After dinner, I went back to the Lingering Garden to rest.

There is a landscape in the Lingering Garden, although the area is not large, but it is also very elegant. In the landscape, there is a pavilion, and the inscription is Qingyin.

Chigo made a pot of tea and sat in the pavilion, drinking tea while enjoying the scenery in this courtyard under the moonlight.

It has been a few days since she came to this courtyard, and it is the first time she has come to sit in this pavilion.

There is a spring in this rockery, bubbling into the pool along the mountain, and it is indeed a clear sound.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and there is only one person in the empty courtyard, which seems even more lonely.

Qianwu looked at the emptiness in his eyes, and a feeling of loss arose......

She couldn't help but think of Bai Shao, and she didn't seem to be very noisy;

Thinking of Liu Mo, he must be very bored at the moment, and I don't know what he is doing at this moment......

Thinking of Muzhi, he looked like an elm and smirked at her;

I thought of the little beggar again, and that warm smile could melt the whole winter......

But where is he? ......

She turned into a bamboo flute and remembered that the little beggar had said to him: "When you are unhappy, play the flute, and it will be fine for a while......

She stroked the flute and placed it on her lips, her moist lips stirred slightly, a fresh and mysterious song......

Surrounded by infinite reverie and longing, it slowly soared into the deep space with stars and moons......

Thirty thousand years ago, she was in the palace and was hesitant whether to leave or stay.

If she leaves, she is reluctant to be a little beggar, he is her only concern in the mortal world, and it is also her greatest concern......

For more than 20,000 years, except for Liu Mo, no one can make her laugh unscrupulously and make her happy like him...... She was a little reluctant......

If she stays, she can't wait to disappear immediately when she thinks of what the queen said to her that day, and the many rules in this palace......

She was very bored, and she couldn't make a decision, and for several days, she was depressed and didn't know how to eat.

When the little beggar saw that her face was worried, and that she did not answer, he played the flute to her.

The sound of the flute is melodious and fluttering, and it is intoxicating......

......

Yuchen Palace, Jueque Palace------

Luo Ying was closing her eyes in the dormitory and calming down, and she heard a melody in a trance......

The voice was pleasant to the ear, and seemed to have a sense of intimacy, and as if it had a guide, leading him to a river......

In a trance, he seemed to see a short figure in the distance.

When he approached, he saw a little boy in military uniform, holding a short sword in his hand, standing by the river with a solemn gaze.

The boy's expression was a little uneasy, the dagger was getting tighter and tighter, and there was a visible scar on his left arm.

Not far from the boy, there were two fierce beasts, the red around the beast's body was very dazzling, and some of the red converged together, flowing under the boy's feet, and finally merged into the river, and there was a red halo.

At this moment, a tall and majestic man slowly walked up to the little boy, handed him a flute, and told him, "If you have any trouble in the future, you will play it." ”

After speaking, the man stretched out his hand and stroked the boy's head: "The battlefield is far more dangerous than this, you don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Then he turned to leave, and said as he went: "Remember, you will protect one side in the future, and you must not be soft-hearted." Otherwise, it's yours lying on the ground! ”

The boy picked up the flute, did not play it, but hid it in the fairy method, and then clenched his fists......

Luo Ying's heart throbbed......

The voice...... It reminded him of ...... So long ago...... After all these years, he had almost forgotten what that man looked like.......

This tune............