Ye Lingyi was a little irritable at the moment, which was an extremely rare emotion for her.

It stands to reason that she should follow the middle-aged man's words and leave immediately before Feng Xiyuan has done anything, she doesn't want to get close to the altar, she doesn't want to.

But... She looked at Feng Xiyuan's back, but somehow, she just couldn't move her steps.

She also owes him a favor.

Seeing that Feng Xiyuan was about to touch the piano, she suddenly said: "Wait! ”

Feng Xiyuan turned her head and looked at her suspiciously, with a less obvious but real impatience in her eyes.

At this moment, he was no longer the partner who would ride through her difficult times.

Ye Lingyi was silent for a long time, and finally sighed imperceptibly.

In the next second, she also appeared at the top of the altar at once, stretching out her hand, but the target was not the qin, but the purple diamond-shaped crystal that she was most reluctant to touch among the three things.

Intuition told her that she touched, but; The phoenix cherishes fate, but the result is unknown.

And she's always trusted in intuition, and...

So she touched something she never wanted to touch.

Ye Lingyi's behavior was too sudden, and the action was too fast, Feng Xiyuan had the intention to stop it, but when he stretched out his hand, it was too late.

There was another feeling of the world spinning, and Ye Ling looked at the scene in front of him attentively, withdrew his hand, and was stunned for the first time.

They were still on the altar, but in a new space.

The stars in the sky, the grass everywhere, the fireflies flying from time to time, quiet, beautiful, all the beautiful words to describe the front of the eye is not an exaggeration.

Ye Ling was silent, it turned out that so many people gave their lives for it was just an illusion.

Yes, the vision, what is seen in front of the eyes is the real scene.

Feng Xiyuan was a little stubborn to get the piano again.

Ye Lingyi did not stop it, the reason is very simple, it is also intuitive.

Moreover, it can be seen that the people who are light and breezy on this road have an almost persistent attitude towards Naqin.

Watching him stare at the piano, his eyes were fixed, and his movements were so gentle that he regarded it as the best in the world.

She simply looked at the flute on the other side of the sacrificial table.

As for the strange diamond-shaped crystal, she didn't want to move anymore.

The black hole flute seems to be jade, but the specific material is not distinguishable at all, but the whole body is dark and transparent, overflowing with fluorescence.

On the tail of the flute, a red knot is tied, concentric knots.

Ye Lingyi looked at this flute, just because of curiosity, he never thought that under this closer look, he actually gave birth to a heart of love.

The only thing she had ever felt about things before was the eighteen special butterfly knives she was now using, and of course, there were only seventeen of them, and the one she used the most was buried in the explosion.

She suddenly felt a little expectant to hold the flute in her hand, so she picked it up.

But this time, Ye Lingyi froze.

This flute is actually warm?!

Ye Lingyi's eyes were full of rare incredibleness.

It's not like she's not untouched by the temperature since she was seven years old, and it's not so long ago.

When she grabbed Feng Xiyuan's wrist and persuaded him not to use his divine sense, at that moment, she actually felt the body temperature of a normal person who had been absent for many years!

Ye Lingyi is a little greedy for that warmth, but after all, her personality dictates it.

And he was only a brief silence.

And now, she actually felt the temperature from this flute again.

Although her own body temperature was normal as if she had touched Feng Xiyuan, she did feel a warm feeling from this flute.

It is said that she and Xiao Dang have a natural fate.

The cultivation of killers is never just about killing.

In order to be able to use the abilities that may be used in the mission, the killers must learn everything, even piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea art, opera, etc., even if they may not be used once in their lives.

So a killer must be an all-rounder.

But she, the number one killer on the list, is an exception, at least when it comes to learning musical instruments.

The flute is the only instrument she can use.

In terms of musical instrument learning, she has spent more than half a month trying various Western and traditional musical instruments, but all of them have failed, without exception.

She seems to have been born without musical cells.

Until she tried to find a half-unpopular flute, she almost learned it immediately!

Ye Ling was thinking about it, but suddenly felt a chaotic air flow on the other side of the sacrificial table.

She looked up and saw Feng Xiyuan sitting cross-legged on the ground, the brown lyre was on his lap, and his fingertips were hovering on the strings, obviously stiff.

He let out a long sigh slowly and deeply, his hands pressed flat on the piano, and his red eyes lost their luster for a moment, inexplicably but inevitably, which made people feel distressed, and there was an urge to send him the best things in the world, in the hope that those eyes could be re-lit.

"Silent piano."

Listening to the sighs and unwillingness overflowing in his words, Ye Ling subconsciously raised the flute to his mouth and blew it a little eagerly.

After a long time, she lowered her hand and sighed.

Sure enough, the flute was silent.

The atmosphere was a little frozen for a while.

Suddenly, Feng Xiyuan's fingers moved again, and Ye Lingyi was stunned.

Is this..."Funeral Flower Yin"?

Of course, this song originated from Earth, and it was inadvertently dispersed by her two years ago, and it was one of the only ancient songs she loved.

Looking at the actions of this person who has always been noble and cold, Ye Ling unconsciously raised his hand, closed his eyes, and listened to the air flow driven by his hands and strings, and reconciled with the flute.

"Woo~"

"Hum~"

Ye Lingyi suddenly opened his eyes, and Feng Xiyuan also raised his head suddenly, his eyes met, shocked and delighted!

Then, Ye Ling closed his eyes again with a slight tremor in his fingertips, and Feng Xiyuan also bowed his head.

The ethereal sound of the piano and the gentle sound of the flute spread the inexhaustible love and hate in the song to all corners of the entire space.

Everything is so quiet and beautiful, but something different is growing.

Ye Lingyi's eyes were still closed, but Feng Xiyuan's face that was more perfect than God came to mind.

It was the first time that a face had appeared so clearly in her memory, and she was not uncomfortable, so she did not reject it.

Just to the sound of the piano, follow the heart, and quietly blow this tune.

It was their first ensemble in their lives.

Many, many years later, every time Ye Lingyi thinks about it, she will feel that this should be one of the most quiet and beautiful times in her life.

At the end of the song, the note stops.

Ye Lingyi opened her eyes and smiled softly across the sacrifice table.

This smile has never amazed the mountains and rivers, because there are no mountains and rivers here;

This smile has not softened the world, because there are no people in the world here.

But this smile stained a person's eyes.

The man laughed too.

That smile brightened the galaxy above his head.

"Life has to be a confidant, what more can a husband ask for."

"It's an honor."

"Let's go." Ye Lingyi did not receive the flute into the illusion, but held it in his hand.

"Okay." Feng Xiyuan nodded and got up.

He only came for the piano, and now he deserves it.

"Yiyi." Garfield had been silent since he saw the altar of the vision.

"What's the matter?" Ye Lingyi walked down the steps side by side with Feng Xiyuan.

"Aren't you going to look at that thing? It will be of great help to your cultivation. ”

Nightshade paused, reached over her shoulder and motioned for it to come to her palm, then moved it in front of her.

"You should be well aware that my training or cultivation, revenge, and completion of employment are always only for an additional purpose. I'm just trying to live without constraints. And now, I can live freely with no one to beak. So, you use the cultivation to convince me, it's useless. She seldom uttered such long sentences, and Garfield was speechless for a moment.

Feng Xiyuan turned her head to look at her, squinted her eyes slightly, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Garfield opened his mouth and finally said, "But, Yiyi, there is only one exit here." ”

The night was silent.

She glanced at Feng Xiyuan, if she was the only one here, if she really didn't want to, she would die in the process of finding a way out, and she wouldn't do what she didn't want to do.

But now, no, there's still him.

Ye Lingyi threw Garfield out, turned and strode back to the top of the altar.

This thing, since Garfield asked her to move, should be harmless to her, but there is a reason why she has to move.

And she didn't want to touch it, but she just didn't like it.

Although, her lifelong wish is not to do things she doesn't like.

But real life will always remind her in a timely manner that many things have to be done if she doesn't like them, and it has nothing to do with whether she is strong or not.

How ironic.

Ye Ling stood still in front of the sacrificial table, reaching out and grabbing the purple diamond-shaped crystal suspended in the air without hesitation.

Sudden change, instantaneous.