Su Quan took Mu Qingyi to the hut at the foot of the white mountain corner, and woke up on the edge of the bed when he was lying on his stomach, surrounded by beautiful scenery, but the beauty had disappeared.

Her ethereal morning mist was about to leave, which caused Su Quan to be confused.

Su Quan came to find Gu Huaiwu, Gu Huaiwu was drinking alone with a pot of wine at the stone table at this time, Su Quan deliberately joked with him, and waved away. When Gu Huaiwu heard the wind, he couldn't hide his thunder, caught the flute lightly with two fingers, put it on the table, and raised a glass to drink alone.

"Old man Bai, don't look at you as if you are usually wise and sophisticated, and you are smart and don't talk much, hey! It turns out that you also know how to drink and have fun! Su Quan walked over and said with a smile.

Gu Huaiwu is neither laughing nor tactful, but learning the tone of the literati: "Life is in the world for one day, sorrow increases for another day, find happiness to relieve sorrow and pleasure, and always say Du Kang." Su Quan sat down beside him, and then asked, "What did you get when you went to Qinshan?" ”

"Whew... You're serious again..."Su Quan found this person interesting, but he was pulled back to the right path, he took out those bloodstained scores, "This is what I can find, but it is now mutilated and unknown, and I don't know what to do." ”

Gu Huaiwu saw that Su Quan's words were casual, and his fingers twisted the score book and threw it into the wind, bluffing Su Quan to prevent him from collecting the book back.

"Hey, old man white, even if it's broken, it's better than nothing..."

Gu Huaiwu glanced at him, and his words were instructive, "Since you also know, why do you care about its incompleteness?" This is what people generate, you just want to copy it, what does it mean? ”

Su Quan seemed to be angry when he heard him, so he didn't dare to play casually: "You mean to let me understand the mystery?" Write your own song? ”

"Why not?" Gu Huai arrived at five o'clock, didn't say much, got up and left.

"It seems to be such a reason, since the marrow flute has a spirit, I compose a song by myself, what should I do? When the second Kotoyuro seems to have a reputation that is not much worse. Su Quan thought about it, and turned the score by himself.

The weather was very bright, and the colorful sunlight shone the score in circles of red light, which was strange and difficult to spot. Su Quan rubbed his eyes from time to time, as if the sharp edge of a thin needle was obstructing his vision.

After reading the entire score book, he thought about Qin Yulang's life alone, and the music was composed by his lover, controlling the piano, and controlling the music, so the music controlled people's hearts. In the end, people were afraid to die, sad and lamentable!

After turning over for a long time, when she spread out her palm, she saw that there were red fingerprints pressed into it, Su Quan felt solemnly close, the paper was full of Mu Qingyi's blood, she blocked the sword that day, and now in retrospect, it hurts and loves, Su Quan has already had another affection for her, I don't know how she is.

But Mu Qingyi always has a 10,000-year-old ice face, and he is ambiguous and ambiguous about Su Quanruo. Thinking of this, he was happy and sad, and leisurely blew the flute to relieve his boredom.

The sound of the flute sneaked into the night, there were no stars or moons in the sky, and there was no sound of living beings in the world, and tens of millions of things seemed to be smeared with a layer of dull black ink, lifeless. The night sky of Yubai Mountain was even darker and about to collapse.

The next day, it was clear, and there were a group of new disciples with unfamiliar faces in Ningjiazhuang, who didn't like to talk and laugh, and there was no sense of harmony on their faces, and there were even more excesses who directly bullied the old disciples. As a result, on the first day of martial arts training, two forces were fighting in brute force.

When Ah Yao used to see that everyone was fighting hard, a group of white-clothed and a group of black-clothed, the white-clothed old disciples, the black-clothed new disciples, the few white-clothed and the black-clothed ones more.

"Hey, what are you doing, everyone is a harmonious family..."Ah Yao went over to persuade him, not to mention figuring out the reason for the fight, and before he could finish his words, he was attacked by one of them and fell to the ground.

Ah Yao got up, his face was full of anger, and he scolded, "Who is so disgusting, he actually attacked people behind his back, it is still not the style of Ningjiazhuang's disciples!" ”

The old disciples all rubbed the bruises on their faces, and they all pointed to the group of black-clothed disciples who had left the group.

Ah Yao sneered behind their backs, "I said, no wonder Zhuang is going to have a big thing, many old disciples were driven to the back mountains to do manual chores like slaves, but the new disciples are fierce and vicious, showing off their might, you see we are all dressed in white clothes, a group of them are black, no people, ghosts are not ghosts, like a group of black crows and bats..."

Gao Linfeng, who came from afar, saw Ah Yao complaining in public, and threw a look at him, and Ah Yao stopped talking.

Sure enough, the wall had ears, and no one saw the third pair of eyes secretly watching all this, his gaze was like a sharp sword sweeping over everyone, and thousands of lives were lost in his eyes. This can only belong to Chu Xuan's eyes, he saw that Gao Linfeng was so shrewd and eccentric, his heart was murderous, and it was not simple to secretly hate Gao Linfeng, this kid! The matter of the Divine Heavenly Stone is the most mysterious of his knowledge, and it will definitely harm me in the future. At the beginning of the teahouse inn, I wanted to take his life, but he has lived more in the past few months!

Ningjia Villa passed seven days in a daze, this day came to the funeral of Ning Yuanshan and his wife, the old disciples in the village were all dressed in linen, only the new disciples did not give in, they claimed that they were worshipping the new owner Chu Chu as a teacher when they entered the village. Because of this, Ah Yao also started to talk to them, but Gao Linfeng said that it was redundant to have disrespectful people, and the matter was stopped.

The paper was scattered in the sky, the crying was on the ground, and the team set off in a mighty way, with Ning Chuxun and Gao Linfeng walking in the forefront.

Ning Chuxun was the saddest person who naturally didn't mention it, the tears on his cheeks rolled down in strings, crying into tear candles along the way, and when he stopped crying, he only put his mind on Rong Chang's hate, thinking that today was the funeral day of her father's mother, I don't know if her senior brother Rong would secretly come back to take a look.

After all, he still misses him, Ning Chuxun thinks all the way but the more he doesn't want it in his heart, halfway through the team until the monument is erected and buried, there is still no trace of Rong Changhe.

In the end, only Gao Linfeng and Ning Chuxun were left in front of the tomb, Ning Chuxun was stunned by the tombstone, and the tears in his eyes could no longer flow, Gao Linfeng persuaded, "Chuxun, let's go, it's going to be dark." ”

Ning Chuxun didn't answer, her eyes were colorless, as if countless sharp horns of the night were broken into her eyes together. Gao Linfeng didn't dare to persuade again, for fear that she would be sad and cry again in the next second, so she only silently stayed aside.

The night swept up the hill with unstoppable footsteps, thin and terrifying, every flower, grass and tree, all poisoned by the night. The footsteps in the jungle were unusually clear, Ning Chuxun thought it was Rong Chang's hatred, and turned his head to look, but it was a mysterious person with a robe covering his face, his clothes, eyes, and face all melted into the night, like a ghost, without any humanity at all.

It's not the first time I've seen this person, Gao Linfeng immediately knew that he was not good, and while eagerly protecting Ning Chuxun, he looked at him coldly.

"Chuxun, no matter what happens, you have to follow me." Gao Linfeng tightened her hand, sensing that her palms had broken out in a cold sweat. Ning Chuxun nodded.

The more the mysterious man steps on the footsteps, the closer he gets, and the closer he gets, the heavier the killing intent becomes. Gao Linfeng stared cautiously, wanting to get a glimpse of the other party's identity from a close distance, and suddenly felt familiar and unfamiliar, "You, have always been by our side, who is it?" ”

The other party looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing out a roar as terrible as a tiger, "I follow you, it's nothing more than for the whereabouts of the Shentian Stone, the combined martial arts of the two of you are at most half of me, if you think that your own life is not important, it doesn't matter, but the girl next to you who makes people feel pity, you are willing, her underground parents miss her very much!" ”

"Despicable!" Gao Linfeng spat and scolded him.

The black wind mysterious man rubbed his palm and sneered, "The world is so big, everyone secretly calculates for the sake of the Divine Heavenly Stone, and I am not the only despicable person." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the prepared black palm came darkly, Gao Linfeng woke up from a big dream, and finally understood the identity of the person in front of him, and shouted, "Chu Xuan!" ”

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