Listen to the strings on the May loneliness to make a new stamen

Watch the flowers fall all over the pavilion and add red manure

Who poured a pot of tears alone

For whom the heart is broken, the heart is broken, and there is no regret

You dance, peach blossoms and snow are cold and glamorous

I drink a wind and moon for you, you don't know

You turned into a peach blossom and a red pink

I would like to turn into a butterfly and fly with you in this life

Listen to the parting towel on the strings, wet and empty the city

Watch the peach blossoms fall all over the spring mud and hurt the red face

Who drank three thousand scoops of water alone?

For whom is intoxicated, there is no regret

Where do I rest in my sword dance peach blossom snow dream

You drifted away for me, I didn't feel it

I love to bury the peach blossoms, the snow is red and pink to ashes

You are sad and ready to fly over the wilderness

If there is a fate for reincarnation in the next life, it will not be in vain

Even if there are 3,000 weak waters, they will only lead you to a glass

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The slender fingers danced slowly on the dark green bamboo flute, playing a clear and beautiful flute sound, and the gentle and beautiful singing chorus, the rhythm is not slow or fast, the cooperation is seamless, the two seem to have a little tacit understanding unconsciously, and the falling peach blossoms swirl around them, flying quietly......

Time seems to stand still, misty and blue, as if only the pink and white peach blossoms are left, and there are two independent teenagers in the forest, one as white as snow and the other as purple as an orchid.

As the rhythm slowed down and the singing came to an end, the man in white gently pulled the bamboo flute into his sleeve, his thick eyelashes blinked, and the masked boy in front of him was included in his eyes, "Rong Xue knows that she knows the princess very well, it seems that Rong Xue is wrong, the princess's talent and temperament are incomparable to ordinary people." A warm voice, obsidian eyes swaying with a strange streamer.

Mu Chujin looked at him sideways, and said modestly: "This song was written by a friend of mine, and Bengong just felt it, so he took it and used it." The rhinestone's eyes were dancing with a peach blossom pink luster, and her cheeks were a little more bloody, looking charming and moving.

"Oh? Is it? Can the princess introduce Rong Xue to me? He went further, with a slight hope in his eyes, after all, a confidant is hard to find, and he is a happy idiot.

"Ahh She pondered slightly, and casually made an excuse: "My friend is no longer alive." With that, a touch of sadness crossed his face, and his eyes looked into the distance, as if he had fallen into a memory.

The man in white was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect this, stared at the purple-clothed young man who was sitting on the bluestone and was sad, and couldn't help but persuade: "Princess, please mourn by the way." Probably infected, the magnetic voice was low and hoarse.

As soon as the slender eyelashes were raised, the corners of the eyes were bent, Mu Chujian's face suddenly radiated, and he hurriedly echoed: "This palace thinks it is too, you can't be too sad, hehe-"

Belch......

The man in white didn't seem to reflect all of a sudden, the expression on his face stiffened a little, and his blackpool-like eyes were dull for a moment.

"What's the daze? Haven't you seen a beautiful man? The brisk tone, the rhinestone's eyes were rolling darkly, and the aura was compelling.

The corners of Feng Rongxue's mouth twitched, and a drop of cold sweat crossed her forehead, for some reason, at this moment, she reminded him of the night she was drugged by Yudie, frowning slightly, he hated this feeling, because this feeling made him unable to grasp it, he hated things that he couldn't control, of course, including feelings, he could have many women, but he must not lose his heart.

But—

This time, it was the first time he had lost his temper in front of a woman, strange!

Feng Rongxue, when did you become so emotional, how can you write your expression on your face, it will be a dangerous existence for yourself!

Thinking of this, the man's eyes suddenly became cold, and his deep pool-like eyes looked into the distance, and a different color crossed his eyes.

In the dark, a strong murderous aura suddenly struck, with a biting chill, which caught people off guard.

"Princess—be careful!"

The eardrum trembled, the purple-clothed figure tensed instantly, she turned her head in surprise, caught Feng Rongxue's fallen body, and saw a slender sword wound on her white chest, which instantly dyed the placket red.

"Rong Xue-" Mu Chujin snorted, her voice became hoarse, and her rhinestone's eyes were slightly panicked, "Rong Xue, why do you want to block that sword for me?" Are you going to die? She clutched his chest hard, trying to stop the trickle of blood, but it still trickled out of her fingers.

The man's cheeks turned pale in an instant, "Princess, Rong Xue is fine, you hurry up!" Those killers are not easy to deal with, don't ...... cough cough cough ...... Leave me ......" His bloodless lips quivered, his cheeks pale as if transparent.

"Nope! Let's go together! The purple-clothed young man turned his head and swept over the group of black-clothed people who surrounded them tightly, her eyes suddenly became sharp, she stood resolutely and smiled wildly, "There is no threshold in the world that I Mu Chujin can't pass, if there is an accident in the wind and snow, this palace will let you all be buried together!" The cold tone, the eyes were blood-red, the purple robe danced in the wind, and a powerful air flow condensed around her, rolling up patches of peach blossom snow.

The black-clothed man who took the lead was stunned and slightly shocked, he clenched the sword in his hand and shouted at his subordinates behind him: "Brothers, up!" ”

At the sound of an order, the man in black behind pounced on him like a jackal, Mu Chujin hooked his lips and smiled, and after a closer look, he saw that the man in black who took the lead was holding a sword in his hand, and the other men in black were wearing snow-bright iron claws on both hands, similar to sharp eagle claws.

Rhinestone's eyes flashed a bright color, and there seemed to be a clear in his eyes, and his slender fingers touched the silver mask intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes narrowed, "Hmph!" I see! His voice was low, but with a terrifying coldness.

She lazily stretched out her slender index finger, and the crimson mandala flowers bloomed under her eyes, cold and bewitching, and she shook her fingers lightly and pointed directly at the man in black who took the lead: "You-must die!" The sharp eyes swept over the blood-dripping long sword in the black-clothed man's hand, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "You shouldn't provoke my Mu Chujian!" The domineering tone is full of murderous energy.

The man in black who took the lead only felt that the glance swept by the purple-clothed young man was as painful as a pinprick, he had never seen such a cold and fierce look, such a murderous face. The movements in his hand stagnated for a moment, and suddenly, a compelling murderous aura approached the door, the black-clothed man's eyes were slightly stunned, and he instinctively raised his sword to block, only to hear the sound of "ding-", a strong force passed through the sword, and the violent impact made the arm holding the sword suffer from severe pain, and the elbow bone inside was all shattered.