The ancient music left by the Void Sage to Ling Qi is a song "Flowers in Water", and the part with the song is only the first paragraph.

Ling Qi once again took out the Warring States Chime and suspended it in mid-air, jumped into the middle of the chime, mobilized his divine sense, and moved the chime with a bookish atmosphere, and suddenly, a melodious melody sounded in the wide stone cave.

Ling Qi is not only a master of ancient music, but also naturally has good singing skills, and immediately opened his lips lightly, and his singing voice floated eloquently.

In the bleak rain and cold wind

How much prosperity is like a dream

Once a thousand purples and thousands of reds

Blown down by the wind

Suddenly looking back

It's like a cloud of smoke

The years are flowing away

Leave no trace

Ye Jian found that under Ling Qi's interpretation, this ancient music combined with the unique sound of the Warring States Chime, had a unique artistic conception.

Ye Jian and Ling Xiaoxiao were both stunned for a while.

After Ling Qi finished singing, he floated down and walked in front of Ye Jian: "Void Sage Kong Fan only left this ancient song, the rest depends on you, you sing it first, and I will record the ancient song." ”

"Is it true that after I finish singing, this cave's formation will be automatically lifted?" Ye Jian asked.

"Hehe, how can it be so simple, the power of the formation set by the Void Saint is amazing, your cultivation is too low, I must stimulate a powerful ancient music book qi through the Warring States Chime Artifact to activate the release of the formation. ”

Ye Jian cleared his throat and began to chant the remaining lyrics and songs of "Flowers in the Water", this song is a famous song by Hong Kong emperor superstar Alan Tam, Ye Jian liked it very much before crossing, so he is very familiar.

The melodious singing began to come out of Ye Jian's mouth:

I saw flowers in the water

It is necessary to keep a touch of red

But tossing and turning in the dust

No more colors from the past

I saw me in tears

Inability to keep something

Only in a trance drunk

There are still some old dreams

Ling Qi is a connoisseur of ancient music, and in order to continue writing this ancient music, I don't know how many versions of the tune have been tried, but it is always difficult to completely continue the rhyme of the ancients thousands of years ago.

As soon as Ye Jian opened his mouth, Ling Qi was shocked, this was the ancient music that she couldn't figure out day and night for more than two hundred years!

With Ye Jian's chanting, a trace of bookish qi slowly generated, for Ling Qi, she naturally didn't care about this bookish spirit, but it showed that Ye Jian's chanting was correct.

Ling Qi didn't dare to be distracted, and listened intently to Ye Jian's chanting, while quickly summing up the corresponding score in his heart.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Jian who was singing affectionately, and an intoxicated smile appeared on her face, there was a love, a pride, and a pride in this intoxication, and this emotion could only be enjoyed by Ling Xiaoxiao, because Ye Jian in front of her was the person who had experienced the test of life and death with her, and the two were happy and unforgettable.

For Ling Xiaoxiao, she doesn't think about it in this life, although the two of them are also facing the gap between the human race and the demon world, but compared to the love between their Holy Ancestor Ling Qi and Kong Lan, the pressure they face is much simpler, the identities of the two are very simple, no one will care about the combination of the two of them, this is where she is luckier than Ling Qi.

Ling Qi suddenly turned his head, glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao beside her, saw her eyes looking at Ye Jian, and then looked at Ye Jian who was singing affectionately, and seemed to understand something.

The song continued to waft through the cave.

The flying flowers have fallen

The affection of the past has long been empty

The flowing water rushed by

Who can hold him for a moment?

Feeling the falling flowers

There is no sustenance in the world

Even if the rain blows, the wind blows, and there is silence

It was like me

Lalala,,,

Ye Jian finished singing.

Ling Xiaoxiao applauded excitedly.

Ling Qi stood with tears in his eyes and stood stupidly.

I have to say that the lyrics of "Flowers in the Water" are so consistent with her life experience, she can't help but feel that she is like a flower in the water.

At the beginning, as a saint of the demon world, her eyes were empty of the world, she was glamorous, and she declared that she had spread far away from the Flood Continent and the Mixed Yuan Continent, and became the dream lover of men all over the world, the object of jealousy of countless girls, and the scenery of life was unique, it can be said that "how many flowers are like dreams, once thousands of purples and thousands of reds".

However, a short encounter changed her life, for love, she bravely gave up everything, gave up the holy daughter of the demon world, and determined herself in the demon world, she originally thought that as long as she and Kong Lan were resolute, nothing could stop the two.

However, she found that she was wrong, the special identity of the two of them is not something that can be lifted if she wants to, the thousand-year-old blood feud between the human race and the demon world, it's not that they don't care, behind the two people are two nations, and the two of them have unfortunately become two opposing representatives, it is too difficult and too difficult to go against the will of thousands of people and fulfill their wishes.

Ling Qi is like a flower in the water, he wants to retain a touch of red, but he is tossing and turning in the wind and dust, and he no longer has the color of the past.

After more than 200 years of being imprisoned by the Void Sage, the years have almost wiped out her heart and dreams.

For the original love, she also once doubted, is such a painful price worth it?

Now where is Kong Lan?

Has he forgotten himself for more than two hundred years?

Have you been happy with another woman?

She had no way of knowing, and she couldn't change it.

Ling Qi thought about his experience, burst into tears, slowly walked to the center of the cave, and hummed softly in his mouth: "These flying flowers have fallen, the affection of the past has long been empty, this flowing water has been passing by leisurely, who can leave him for a moment, feeling the falling flowers, there is no sustenance in the world, let the rain blow and the wind is silent, as if it were me." ”

Ye Jian and Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Qi's back, listened to her desolate and mournful singing, and were silent.

There was an atmosphere of sadness inside the cave.

"Do you think I'm pitiful?"

Ling Qi suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and Ye Jian.

Ye Jian saw that Ling Qi's face was full of tears, and her original temperament was a little sluggish, which showed how much her mind had been hurt for a while.

Ling Qi's heart originally insisted on one breath, this breath has been there for two hundred years, she wants to prove it to the Void Saint Kong Fan, her Ling Xiaoxiao's luck, talent and talent are not lost to him, she will definitely be able to see the light of day again, she wants to stand in front of the Void Saint Kong Fan in person, look at Kong Fan with contempt, and tell him: You only win me for years, you were born hundreds of years earlier than me, but in the end, you will also lose to the years, and I will eventually surpass you.

Now, once she solved the two problems set by the Void Sage, she suddenly lost that breath in her heart, there was no confrontation, it was also a kind of loneliness, her mind suddenly opened, and she turned to question her persistence for the past two hundred years, is this right or wrong?

If it takes 200 years to prove yourself right or wrong, it is a sad life, and no matter what the final outcome is, it seems that you have already lost.

Whether she is unwilling or not, she will not admit defeat, she has finally lost more than two hundred years.

So, what about her love? For more than 200 years, does the love that she insisted on when she gave up everything and even her life still exist?

All things will disappear, but love will be eternal!

Does my love still exist?

Or is it "only in a trance and drunk, and there are still some old dreams?"

(The song "Water Flowers" is a bit old, interested friends can listen to it on the Internet, divided into Chinese version and Cantonese version, very classic and very good song.)

Suddenly I feel like I have a little water, and I wrote a song in this chapter, haha, actually, reading one side carefully, I feel that I write very well, very delicate, not water, right? haha, a little narcissistic.

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