Chapter Twenty-Six: Tears and Dreams

Qin Mo couldn't help but nod slightly, upstairs was not as mixed as downstairs,

And what Qin Mo paid the most attention to was a female cultivator, looking at the smooth long hair up to the waist, her appearance was slightly more ordinary compared to the one in the private room, but only the eyes full of melancholy and loneliness made Qin Mo feel a little familiar.

And she was gently wiping the zither in her hand, the hustle and bustle next to her seemed to be unheard, maybe in her world, there was only the zither in her hand, seeing her Qin Mo couldn't help but be slightly curious, and even felt a little uncomfortable in the bottom of her heart.

Qin Mo's appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention, after all, there was basically no one in the entire Liangzhou City who didn't know him, except for those who had been in retreat for a long time, or who had gone out to return.

And I saw Qin Mo slowly walking towards the girl, and when Qin Mo was about to walk up to the girl, a fierce killing force instantly locked on Qin Mo, as if telling him that he was taking a step forward to kill without mercy.

Qin Mo raised his head and looked in the direction of the killing intent, frowning slightly, his divine sense could faintly feel that this person's cultivation was much higher than him, but he couldn't find this person anyway, he couldn't imagine that there was such a master in Liangzhou City, it seemed that this female cultivator's identity was not trivial, Qin Mo conservatively estimated that this person was at least in the late infancy stage or even higher, and it was definitely not a person from Yizhou City who could send such a person.

At this time, the female cultivator raised her head, just opposite Qin Mo's four eyes, and the sense of familiarity was even stronger, but she didn't know where to start, it just made Qin Mo feel that she couldn't help but hold her in her arms, and the female cultivator looked at Qin Mo, her eyes were more confused, and there was an extra voice in her head, "Miss, be careful of this person." ”

In an instant, the female cultivator's eyes regained clarity, and she looked at Qin Mo calmly without speaking, she was very curious, why she had a sense of déjà vu when she saw him, and there was a little more throbbing pain in her heart.

And the person next to him couldn't help but be stunned, what kind of madness did Qin Mo smoking, as soon as he came, he walked directly to the female cultivator and stared at it, if that female cultivator had the appearance of a celestial person, it would be so ordinary.

By the way, when did this woman come? Everyone had a little more doubt in their hearts, and even Yu Chenchen and the others, who came together, were curious.

Only Li Mu on the side smiled bitterly, in fact, he didn't know where this girl came from, he only knew that her identity was extraordinary, and even their Dragon Domain didn't dare to peep.

Somehow, she suddenly came to Yizhou City, and her father personally received her, and it happened that the celebrity club invited her out, and then walked out and said, "Brother Qin, let me introduce you, this is Miss Yan, Yan Chengcheng"

Yan Tingcheng bowed slightly, Qin Mo looked at Yan Tingcheng and said, "Miss Yan, we seem to have met,"

Yan Tingcheng was slightly stunned, and quickly adjusted, why did he feel this way, and then said calmly, "Childe said that he laughed, the little woman went out for the first time, and I wanted to come to Childe to recognize the wrong person"

Qin Mo looked at her cheeks carefully, although Yan Qingcheng concealed it well, Qin Mo still caught a trace of stunnedness from her calm face, in fact, he just wanted to test it, but he didn't expect her to feel this way.

It made Qin Mo even more confused, and he rummaged through the memories of his past and present lives but couldn't find that pair of melancholy eyes.

Yan Chengcheng looked at Qin Mo, who was stunned, and got up slightly and said softly, "Qin Gongzi, the little woman has retired first."

"Wait, the girl has practiced the guzheng, I don't know if I can listen to the girl's strings" Qin Mo came back to his senses,

"Qin Gongzi, do you also know the rhythm of music?" Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but be surprised, after all, the general preferences of the guzheng and pipa are all women.

"A little bit of understanding, it's hard to get into the hall of elegance," although he is not proficient, but in his previous life, he also touched on this aspect slightly,

"Okay, that little woman is ugly" He was full of curiosity about Qin Mo, and he was able to play a song for him before leaving, and he was also curious, after all, she didn't belong here in the first place, thinking of this, Yan Tingcheng's face couldn't help but darken.

After saying that, the jade hand plucked back and forth on the strings, and the string sounds spread around as if they had life, and in an instant, a rich sadness filled the entire hall, impacting everyone's hearts like a magic sound, making the originally somewhat pleasant scene very low.

The most obvious is Qin Mo, whose angular face has become extremely painful, as if ten thousand ants are eating his heart, making him unable to breathe.

This piece seems to tell a story of the past, a sad story like the world.

And Qin Mo was still indulging in pain, he saw a woman in a purple dress standing on the top of the mountain, the breeze blew on her weak body, provoking the green silk on her head, like a fairy in the wind, making people unable to blaspheme a little, the woman at this time turned her back to him, and next to him was a young man with black hair, constantly wiping the knife in his hand.

"Allure, I'm sorry, you shouldn't have fallen in love with me," the black-haired young man stopped wiping and said to the nun,

"I don't regret it, let me play a song for you, okay?" said the nun in that trembling voice,

The young man didn't answer, he turned around silently, turned his back to the female cultivator, and his heart was indeed constantly struggling, because he was cultivating the love slashing knife of the Dao Sect of Cutting Love, first entering love, and then cutting love, before he could ascend the Supreme Dao.

The nun's eyes were full of despair, the most important person in her life, even gave up her family and her life for him, and in exchange for his indifferent eyes.

The nun took out a guzheng from the space mustard seed, and gently stroked the strings with trembling hands, which were the guzheng he had built for himself.

For the sake of the strings of this zither, he rushed into the Dragon Valley and extracted a few dragon tendons at a painful price to build strings for her.

At this time, she was already in tears, raised her head, looked at the young man, and slowly plucked the guzheng in her hand, the strings rose and fell, there were low, happy, sad, and painful, and instantly filled the entire mountain, the fierce beasts stopped fighting, and the birds stopped flying, all silently listening to the tear-jerking piano sound.

The young man on the side was already in tears, but he didn't look back from beginning to end, just listened to the nun chanting,

"Red dust dream, tears and red dust, but Jun came forward to this body, and saw a thousand turns in the world, it is better for Jun to bend a piano on the side, get lost, and look back. The vicissitudes of life do not change this heart, indifferent and hesitant, and now, looking at the sky, looking forward to reincarnation in the same, how many fireworks things, turning into wind and rain in the dream, if the past and the present are goodbye, from now on the sound of the next life, if there is an afterlife, may the king hold the hand, walk all over the red dust without saying a word,"

As soon as the words fell, the female cultivator got up abruptly, took one last look at the young man's back, and flew towards the abyss with infinite pain.

She doesn't want to die at the hands of the person she loves the most, she doesn't want the person she loves the most to have any guilt, so she chooses to cut herself, if her death can be exchanged for the pursuit of the person she loves for a lifetime, she is willing.

And the young man seemed to feel something, suddenly turned around, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Allure, don't,"

Turned around and flew down with the girl.

"Allure, you are so stupid, why are you like this, now I know clearly, if I lose you, even if I stand at the top of the world, what is the meaning," the young man quickly caught up with the female cultivator, and said softly with his hands around the girl,

"Tianming," at this time, the nun did not have the slightest fear of death, only infinite love grew in her heart, gently leaned on the young man's body, and said with a smile, "Tianming, if there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you"

The young man endured the pain in his heart, and said with a forced smile, "Allure, if there is an afterlife, it will definitely accompany the world until the heaven and earth die." ”

At the end of the song, Yan Chengcheng looked at Qin Mo, her eyes were full of shock, in fact, she didn't know the origin of this song, as if she was born to play, it was deeply engraved in her mind, every time she played, it made her heart feel a little more throbbing, she only knew that this song was called "Tears Dream Red Dust".

Looking at Qin Mo's handsome cheeks, which had become distorted at this time, and lines of tears seeped out of his eyes, Yan Tingcheng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and said softly, "Young Master Qin, are you okay?"

Qin Mo was grief-stricken, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly came back to his senses from the illusion, wiped the blood from his mouth, and looked at Yan Chengcheng in front of him, his eyes were full of remorse and tenderness, he knew that the young man was his previous life, and Yan Tingcheng was the female cultivator, but fate brought them together again,

In this life, even if the gods and demons block it, it is bound to slaughter the demons and kill the gods.

In this life, even if the heavens and the earth die, they will definitely accompany you.