"I'm waiting for you to say. Xi Mengsheng suddenly stepped down from the stage, and his reverse was the direction of the person watching the play.

At the same time that the opera dream was vivid, the people watching the drama also moved, the opera dreamer walked a few steps, he also walked a few steps, walked twenty or thirty steps, and the person watching the drama said: "I, as a person, don't like anyone to approach." ”

"Me too. Xi Mengsheng said a word, and walked towards the wine cellar on the side.

After a while, Xi Mengsheng took out a pot of wine and drank it slowly.

"You won't invite me to drink?" asked, standing at a distance.

Xi Mengsheng didn't answer, he just drank alone, just quietly waiting for the viewer to tell an interesting story.

"It's good that I brought my own. After a while, the spectator took out a pot of wine and drank it, took a sip, and said: "Xi Mengsheng, Xi Cangsheng, Anru Sheng, these three names are your fate in this life." ”

Xi Mengsheng didn't answer, because he would only interrupt when others said something wrong, he was a person who liked to listen to the truth.

"What if I told you that the fate of these three people was actually arranged by someone else?" the spectator sighed, his tone full of sorrow, as if what he said next would be very cruel.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xi Mengsheng turned his head to look at the spectator, he wanted to hear what was next.

The spectator did not continue, but left in a flash, until it was dark, he tied up an old man in his fifties and came back, he threw the old man next to Xi Mengsheng, and said, "Why don't you kill him?"

"Why did I kill him?" asked Xi Mengsheng rhetorically.

"If it weren't for him, you and Xi Cangsheng would not be separated, maybe you are still loving brothers now. Said the spectator.

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be the master of Liu Bai's sword killing, and I wouldn't have gone to the path of the Heavenly Sword Dao, so he made a lot of contributions. Xi Mengsheng replied slowly.

The old man was a slave owner, he had just slept with his concubine, but when he woke up, he found that he was tied up, and there were two people who said inexplicable things, he didn't know who the two were, he only knew that these two people seemed to know him.

The old man didn't know that at this moment he was no longer in his hometown, he had come from a desolate star to the Sword Domain.

The old man didn't know that a group of slaves he captured more than ten years ago, two of them were young children, because of the chance, and now they are already an existence that he can't understand, as long as the former young child uses his power casually now, not to mention him, the people of their planet will worship this former young child as a god.

"Why did you go to Qingsong Town at that time?" At this time, a person's words reached the old man's ears.

"A voice told me to go, and as soon as I went, I took two of the young children and sold them to two different people, and she gave me ten thousand taels of gold. The old man didn't even react, and instinctively said these words.

After a question and answer, the spectator said, "Now, you can kill him." ”

When these words fell into the ears of the old man, he felt so sleepy, and then he fell asleep, only this time he slept and probably never woke up.

"What else?" asked Xi Mengsheng, who had killed the slave owner who had captured him, and looked at the spectators in the distance.

"No, I only brought two stories, one is this old man, and the other is the silk scarf just now. The spectator replied softly.

Xi Mengsheng asked again, "What do you need?"

As soon as he finished asking, the spectator threw out one and said, "If it's on, you have to shoot." ”

"Kill whom?" asked Xi Mengsheng after taking the thing.

"When the time comes, you will kill whoever you meet, of course, you may not be able to kill them. The person watching the play said a word, and left directly, from beginning to end, he did not say his name, let alone show his true face.

As the people watching the play left, Xi Mengsheng stepped onto the stage again, and he sang a song alone, this song was very sad, and the tone was very small, as if he didn't dare to make a loud noise, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

After all, in addition to the sword, there are two other lights in Xi Mengsheng's heart.

After singing the song, Xi Mengsheng turned into a sword light and flew towards the red furnace to point snow, and he couldn't let it go.

.....

In a mysterious realm, Meng Xiran was still standing on the top of the mountain, no one knew that he was looking, but his eyes were getting more and more confused.

At this time, a shadow came from behind, and she gently hugged Meng Xiran from her body: "Can't you not do it? I can't live without you." ”

Meng Xiran gently broke away from Yuzhi's embrace, then turned around, hugged her harder, and said: "This world will always be chaotic, either now or in the future, since it will be chaotic, why wait?"

"Then why you?" asked Yuzhi as she burst into tears.

"It was I who chose it, not it. Gently replied, Meng Xiran broke away from Yuzhi's embrace again, he turned around and stepped into the clouds, and said as he walked: "When the clouds and mist disperse, you can go out, there are things I left for you, there are only a few people in the human world who can hurt you, as long as you don't provoke the anger of the heavens and people, you will be safe." ”

Seeing her beloved walking farther and farther away, her figure was hidden by the clouds, Yuzhi cried and shouted: "I have your child!

The figure in the clouds heard these words, his body trembled, and in the end he still didn't look back, he just replied: "I'm sorry.... Meng Xiran's road should be over. After speaking, the figure flashed, turned into a red light, and disappeared into heaven and earth.

As the person left, clouds floated around Yuzhi, thicker and thicker, and more and more difficult to see. In the clouds, a woman could be heard crying, crying and shouting, "Great liar!

No one knows how long the woman cried, probably after the tears stopped.

......

At this moment, in the red furnace and snow, Linglong, who was picking flowers and making wine, suddenly stopped, and she said to the void: "Since you are here, why hide it." ”

"I don't want to see you. The person who came was hating Qu Wuxin to play Mengsheng, he stood lightly under a fire plum tree, dyed by the falling fire plum, and his red opera robe became even more crimson.

Looking at the drama Mengsheng, Linglong said softly: "You know?"

"Maybe I don't want to know. Xi Mengsheng replied and continued: "I'm here to find Anjou. ”

"Ha, you really know. Linglong smiled, then turned and walked towards the residence, and continued, "Then come with me." ”

Although the two were walking in the same direction, they were separated by two or three hundred meters, and neither seemed to want to get close to each other. After walking for a while, the two had to stand together, because they both had to stop in one position.

Appearing in front of the two of them was a nameless lonely grave, and Linglong pointed and said, "This is the Anjou voice you are looking for." ”

"So, she will break out at that time, it's not that she has changed her mind, but she is begging for death, and she feels sorry for me?" Looking at the lonely grave, Xi Mengsheng gently engraved the words 'Anru Sheng' with his finger and asked.

"Aren't you going to add a few more words? If she knew that you were going to engrave the monument, she would have asked you to add a few more words. Linglong didn't answer, just said something else, but that's the answer.

Because the word Anjou Sheng wants to add is probably the wife of the opera dream....