For the main body of the Tianxing family's mansion, there have been many well-known titles. For example, the Imperial Palace, the royal gardens, the art model, etc., are full of supreme preciousness.

But the most recognized thing is that the Principality of Aegean, the civilized capital of the Federation, once said this:

She is the most precious treasure in the history of the Human Federation, all the good things about human beings should be close to her, and all the "evil" about human beings should be kept away from it.

Yesterday's beautiful manor, but today's Tianxing family is unknowingly cast a thick shadow.

Looking out of the high walls, the setting sun retracted its last rays of afterglow.

Tian Xingzhi buried his aching and swollen head in the wide coat again, and said to himself in his heart: Perhaps, it would be better for me to die with Brother Tian.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Thinking of the scene of the birth and death of the Sea of Death in seven months, Tian Xingzhi was immersed in the grief of the death of the Tianxing Army and his companions, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time. Faced with a dead end without a trace, even if the demon is as evil as him, he is powerless.

Now, he can only tear his heart out, like a corpse walking through one picturesque garden after another.

Just when Tianxingzhi lost his soul, a breeze in his ears fluctuated. In the distance, there is a wisp of piano sound, also rising and frustrating, deep, tactful and passionate, difficult to sort out a thousand sorrows, which makes people feel angry.

The sound of the piano followed the footsteps of Tianxingzhi and walked slowly. Step by step, stepping on the rhythm of the piano, I vaguely heard the sound of broken leaves, and the beat of the piano, and then drifted away with the wind.

Tian Xingzhi's footsteps stopped outside a courtyard.

The small gatehouse of the courtyard is hung with the plaque of "ascending the pavilion", taking the humble meaning of "difficult to ascend the elegant hall". Those in the know know that the plaque in the courtyard here, but it complements the "entering the house" hung in the middle hall of the courtyard.

There are rumors in ancient times that the music of the guqin must have mountains and flowing water, and there is no shortage of wise people or benevolent people. Chen Xiu'er's "Qin Fairy" spread in the Aegean Principality, but it started from the vulgar and vulgar. There must be a story in the twists and turns.

Tian Xingzhi never imagined that he would walk to the Tianxing Army's pavilion in despair, you must know that the most difficult thing for him to face now is the sister-in-law of the Tianxing Army.

Tianxingzhi just wanted to turn around and leave, but the illusion was real, and the sound of the dingdong piano sounded again, as if there were happy elves laughing and dancing in the bamboo forest outside the courtyard wall. On the surface of the bamboo forest, which is melodious and melodic, cheerful streams quietly gush out, and slowly seep into the soil.

At this time, Tian Xingzhi's heart was no longer trembling, he took a deep breath, slowly relaxed, and was engrossed, and his body and mind were integrated into the song.

The clear and clear sound of the piano is endless.

A world, such as to come to the house.

Like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley, like a pine wind roaring from the deep mountains. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, flowing slowly. It has passed through countless wrinkles in life, through the ups and downs of the years, and through the dusty eyes of Tianxingzhi. Quietly dripping.

At this time, Tianxing Zhizheng, who was cultivated by the six-star sage, was already unconsciously dancing his fingers, as if looking for something, looking for the mirror platform where his soul could be liberated. Searching, searching, the smart sound of the piano flowed through Tianxingzhi's fingers, like a thin stream penetrating his clothes and caressing his heart.

Soft and tranquil, soft and comfortable.

Tian Xingzhi didn't want to look for it, so he leaned against the sandalwood gate of the courtyard, smiling and indulging in his dream.

In the yard, the path between bluestone and tough grass, the road into the south middle, you can see the dark leaves of the nut, the red knotweed. The hexagonal eaves stand quietly on three sides, and after the autumn wind passes through the leaves, the bare branches are bare and there are no red beans, and the silhouette at the bottom of the tree is slender and raises the bare hands.

Among the fallen leaves, the slender and graceful hands gently stroked the strings, as if invisibly pulling up layers of rippling music. Vaguely, like a clear spring, clear and clear, and like a gust of breeze on the lake surface in a summer night, relaxed and cool, like a morning light in autumn, warm and satisfied, but also like a winter hot spring, warm and inclusive.

This is the Chinese guqin art that is the best in ancient and modern times - the artistic conception is natural, and there is no need for exercises.

The player is the "Qin Fairy" of the Principality of Aegean, the civilized capital of the Federation, which is loved by the commoners of the Federation from the bottom of their hearts, and it is also the most shining pearl of the aristocratic Chen family, Chen Xiuer.

As mentioned earlier, this is a strange woman who loves and believes from the bottom of her heart from genius to mortal.

However, the gods did not have the same mercy because of her thousand favors. If the sound of the piano is still rippling, it may be difficult for others to believe that the piano fairy is like a lonely old woman. At least, from the outside, this is an old woman, under a dead tree, accompanied by a baby waiting to be fed, looking forward to her husband's early return.

got up and walked to the side, Chen Xiu'er's face was like bathed in the sun, and she looked at Tianxing Rongruo, who was still asleep with her eyes closed in the cradle of rattan art, very warmly, and then turned around and sat in front of the guqin with a little reluctance.

Chen Xiuer stroked the body of the piano gently, just like stroking the man she loved. His bloodshot eyes suddenly stared at the night sky in the distance, staring for a long time. I didn't see Chen Xiu'er retract her gaze from afar, she just gently put the piano flat, took a deep breath, and her fingers began to fluctuate on the piano, which was very smooth.

The gentle and mournful sound of the piano suddenly drowned out the inside and outside of the courtyard.

Dark clouds condensed outside the sky, and seven or eight stars dimmed. Nearby, the autumn wind stopped, the fallen leaves stagnated, but the pond under the octagonal pavilion lingered, stirring up ripples. Countless sleepless nights, only the glass-like moonlight beside me, strung together the vicissitudes of life left to me by the years. I only hope that the sound of the piano has passed through the years, through time, walking with thoughts, and seeing you.

"Rong Ruo, I miss your father so much. But have you ever wanted to see a father who loves you as much as I do? Chen Xiu'er retracted her gaze from a distance, turned around and looked deeply at Tianxing Rongruo and asked.

Perhaps, people in the world would not expect a seven-day-old baby to answer this question.

But Chen Xiuer's expression tells us that in addition to the doting on her face, there are other deep meanings.

Truly. It is impossible for a seven-day-old baby to answer this question, and even if he cries, it is difficult to respond accurately and punctually.

But, with the exception of one kind of person, in whom everything is possible. It is also because of this extreme of infinitely good and infinitely bad that the federal law is unconditionally stifled and regarded as heretical by the Holy See.

It's the terrible cost of the war between the Human Federation and the sapient people.

And the Tianxing Rongruo in front of him is even more of a Heavenly Killer Body that is very powerful now.

Since her cultivation, she has never played her guqin with the mentality and cultivation of an ordinary person. Instead, a young genius naturally runs the cultivation of the Seven Star Sages, perfectly compiling the supreme world in her piano sound.

Because of Tianxing Rongruo's heavenly killing body, Chen Xiuer has become a common walker for all beings. I don't know if it's the same as the transformation of the four Tianxingjian, although Chen Xiuer is a walker, she always feels that she has undergone some mysterious and incomparable sublimation. All in all, now she is like returning to the basics, as long as she strokes the guqin, she will bring her own emotions into it, both true and false, and create an emotional world full of self and true self as she wishes.

The day after Tianxing Rongruo was born, he stroked the qin and expressed his lyrics, which meant that the qin was born, which was Chen Xiuer's daily accustomation. Maybe it's the closeness of the blood relationship, or maybe it's the perverted spiritual source of the Heavenly Killer Body. In all kinds of cause and effect, Tianxing Rongruo can always express his own emotions ignorantly in the illusion of the sound of the piano.

Discovering such a strange thing, Chen Xiuer was not only frightened. In addition to ecstasy, on the contrary, the strong maternal desire to protect is fully exerted - no third person knows about it.

Seven days of intermittent piano sound, Chen Xiuer in her own world, humming nursery rhymes and telling stories to Tianxing Rongruo before going to bed. When I woke up, I took him to play, and when I lost my temper, I coaxed him to laugh. Tell him that she is also a happy journey from baby to girl. When I grow up, those people I meet, which one is a good person, which one is a bad person, how is it good and how is evil. Don't forget to tell Tianxing Rongruo, it's better to be a fool than a genius. In order to convince her son, she said that if she hadn't improvised the piano in order to arouse the hope of life in a slum family degraded by disability, she would not have been called a piano fairy by others. From this matter much, not free.

Tirelessly, tirelessly, unrelentingly immersed in that world of wonder. Chen Xiuer also doesn't know if Tianxing Rongruo can understand her love. But the flesh and blood are connected, and the blood echoes, and she feels that Tianxingrong understands it. Because she could really feel the joy and anger of that huge spiritual source power, every move.

However, it is undeniable that Chen Xiuer's originally fragile body, and her cultivation, which has been constantly falling, cannot support her consumption for days at all. She has seriously overdrawn her own vitality and is dying. But this strong woman still insists on playing the piano every day, and every moment of her thoughts insists on merging with the smart and beautiful sound of the piano.

Transcend the red dust, the heart condenses and releases, and merges with all things.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, there are only distant stars, bright lights, guqins, and evening breezes. The mother and son under the tree are the most beautiful scenery in this harmonious scene.

"Seven days ago, my mother's heart and soul were empty."

"I can feel that something must have happened to Brother Jun. But the family's bright and dark intertwined roots are intertwined and everything is as usual, and there is no major movement. I don't think it's a big deal, after all, your fourth uncle is back. ”

Chen Xiuer didn't play the piano, but lowered her head, her brows tightened for a while, soothed for a while, and she was very uncalm.

Seeing his mother like this, Tianxingrong in the cradle stopped doing it, and suddenly rolled his body from side to side, making the rattan art who made the cradle squeak, very harsh.

Seeing this, Chen Xiu'er hurriedly said with pity: "Okay, good." I know it's time for Xiaorong to listen to the story again. This time I'll tell you the story of me and your father—"