The night is as cool as water, and the valley is empty.

According to the outline outlined by Wang Zheng on the map, Feng Ming'er and his party really came to the place where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff.

Under the cold moonlight, in a gorgeous, shining feather robe, Feng Ming'er walked slowly towards the cliff where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff.

The silver pupils are like the bright moon in the sky. Her face is as beautiful as the stars in the sky. Noble and noble, Feng Ming'er at this moment is like a fairy in the world.

And behind Feng Ming'er, several men were much weirder.

Each of them has a strong aura, but they are guarding each other, and each one wants to be closer to Feng Ming'er, but they can't stand the others secretly blocking it.

Among these people, there are the domineering Qilin with blood like a furnace, the cold and arrogant Northern Underworld Kun Clan, and the Terran who is warm and like a boy next door......

However, Feng Ming'er seemed to have become accustomed to their existence, so she didn't pay attention to them at all, but walked towards the edge of the cliff on her own.

At this moment, suddenly the sound of a flute came from a distant place.

Xiao sobbed, with an indescribable coldness, loneliness, desolation, and some indescribable feelings. It's as if it's a sound that still lingers across thousands of years.

If Li Xueqi was here, she would definitely be able to hear it all at once. This flute sound is exactly a thousand years ago when Wang Zheng played it in that thousand-year-old vision.

A thousand years ago, to put it bluntly, it was a thousand years after the solo version of the flute.

A long Xiao, after playing for a thousand years, is really the end of the loneliness that has been entangled for thousands of years. And the sound of this flute matches the tune, and it is the same Chinese style as blue and white porcelain and Jiangnan.

Feng Ming'er originally liked the tune of Jiangnan and blue and white porcelain, and she liked the song with a long charm, but the tone of the song was tactful, looping, and there was a traditional oriental beauty.

Hearing this Xiao sound, Feng Ming'er became curious in her heart, and she had already found the place where Xiao Sheng came from with one step.

Behind Feng Ming'er, several men looked at each other as if they were facing a great enemy, and after glancing at each other, they tacitly agreed to use their own means, and quietly broke through the space and followed. At this moment, their eyes were full of vigilance.

"Huh?"

Looking at the person who was blowing the flute, Feng Ming'er's eyes were full of sadness and joy, I thought that the person who could play such a tune was either a senior with a story or an excellent peer, but I didn't expect that the person in the distance was an ordinary man.

Not to mention the ordinary appearance, although the cultivation is good, it is too much worse compared to their pride these days.

Not only Feng Ming'er saw that person, but the rest of the men also breathed a long sigh after seeing that person, such a scumbag is simply useless compared to them.

Someone secretly glanced at Feng Ming'er, and found that Feng Ming'er didn't look at the person, but just listened to the sound of the flute quietly.

"It seems that Miss Feng Ming'er just likes this song. Well, I'll write down this tune and play it to Miss Feng Ming'er in the future. ”

Seeing Feng Ming'er's performance, that person thought to himself in his heart, and at the same time quietly made a decision, one that seemed to make him favored by Feng Ming'er.

For his state of racking his brains and just asking for a kiss, he didn't feel anything wrong. After all, Feng Ming'er's talent and family affairs are there, and such a heavenly lady is worth pursuing.

And Feng Ming'er's noble posture is not a coy gesture. It's the posture that you should have as a Tianjiao!

Therefore, in the face of Feng Ming'er's coldness, not only were these people not angry, but they cheered up one by one.

But it's a pity that they don't understand Wang Zheng's routine.

At this moment, Wang Zheng was running the karmic transformation decision with all his might, quietly lurking in the corner, observing everyone's performance.

Everyone was not surprised by Wang Zheng, and had no intention of showing up, just quietly listening to Kong Fan's.

In their eyes, that ordinary young man, sitting on a lonely cliff, one leg hanging from the cliff, but holding the other leg, chic and profligate blowing Changxiao.

The dense fog and miasma of the mountain stream were blown up by the mountain wind at this time, surging past him, making everything hazy and unreal.

Barren smoke and vines, the world is alienated, people are between heaven and earth, and there is no self between heaven and earth. This is like a special state that is incompatible with everything and everything, and at this moment, the man seems so lonely and lonely.

The long hair that was scattered fluttered gently in the wind, and it seemed to be real and illusory in the clouds. After the song is tactful and low, and after a quiet song, it makes people have endless aftertaste, as if a person who has been lonely for a thousand years, and the hope in his heart that has never given up.

"This song is really good. "That's what everybody had to say about this piece.

After listening to the song, although I wanted to stand on the cliff and take a look at the place where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff, there were idlers here to disturb him, and he was a seemingly ordinary idler.

Feng Ming'er naturally didn't plan to show up, because she knew how shocking she and those people around her would be when they appeared.

At the same time, she didn't want to be ruined by a strange ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Feng Ming'er was about to leave.

And at this moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared, the ordinary man suddenly put away Chang Xiao, and for no reason, he waved Chang Xiao into the mountain stream, and then brushed his sleeves away, without a trace of nostalgia and pity.

Feng Ming'er's eyebrows furrowed, looking at the back of the ordinary man leaving, she became curious for the first time.

Why did he throw the flute away? Why did he go so resolutely? What does the sound of the flute represent?

However, in the end, it was Tianjiao, and as soon as his mind turned, he didn't take such a trivial matter to heart, turned around and left.

Xu Xian jumped off the cliff and regained his coldness again.

Xinghang City, within the Duanjia Inn.

Wang Zheng is very satisfied with Kong Fan's performance today, in his eyes, Kong Fan shows a man with a story and is free and easy, very vivid!

"The host...... Director Wang, do you think Miss Feng Ming'er can remember me?" Just when Wang Zheng praised the beginning of his plan, Kong Fan asked with a little unconfidence and some expectation.

Wang Zheng rolled his eyes: "Who do you think you are, you can make people remember you with a flute?" I worked hard to create such a classic character as Xu Xian, isn't it still Xu Xian who is put in Feng Ming'er's heart, not me Wang Zheng?"

"Oh......" Kong Fan was a little disappointed, but he also knew that what Wang Zheng said was the truth, and he couldn't help but cheer up again: "Director Wang, then we ...... next"

Wang Zhengyun waved his hand lightly: "Don't worry, the seeds have been planted." ”

Next, pay close attention to Feng Ming'er's dynamics. We don't have much time left, we have to fertilize the seeds!"

"Well, that's it. You let the shopkeeper be informed, and let Duan Dahai of the Duan family come over to see me. ”