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Which battle in the Three Thousand Worlds ended with the unwilling ending of Xingyue. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Xingyue sat weakly on the ground, with a cyan bird standing on her shoulder, and the little ghost floated silently beside Xingyue, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Standing beside her was Wuling, who was wearing a white dress and a white scarf, and she was holding the guqin in her arms, and the whole person was so dusty.

"I'll play a song for you!"

Xingyue didn't answer, since the bronze blue light entered her body, Xingyue also knew something. He drank his wine and traced his fingers on the ground.

Wu Lingpan sat on the ground, placing the guqin horizontally in front of him, his skin was like snow, his fingers were slender, like clotted white jade, his fingers gently hooked the strings, and one after another slightly sad notes danced in the void.

The little ghost looked at Xingyue, and finally left as if he had made up his mind, without saying a word, and left in a flutter.

Xingyue didn't hold back, but her head was lowered, and the lines drawn by her fingers on the ground were deeper. His heart is not as calm as he seems.

Xiao Qingqing squinted her eyes and stood on Xingyue's shoulders, combing the beautiful feathers on her wings with her hard beak from time to time.

Seeing that the little ghost left, the jade hand of the five spirits paused slightly, but then continued to play the guqin, but the sound of the qin seemed even more cold and desolate.

Not far away, around the corner, where Suzaku in a red dress stood, looked at Xingyue and Wuling in the distance, silently lowered his head, turned around and left.

After playing the song, Wuling's jade hand gently placed it on the guqin, "Little ghost, she's gone." ”

"I know. ”

"Why don't you keep it?"

"Why keep it?"

Yes, why not keep it, why keep it, it's a choice.

"I don't know if you're right or wrong!" Wuling sighed softly.

"A choice is a choice, there is no right or wrong. Xingyue didn't look up, but the fingers he drew on the ground stopped, and he whispered, "There is no right or wrong, only choice." ”

"With her ability, without your protection, she will die for life. ”

"I sheltered her, and who sheltered me. Xingyue raised her head and poured a sip of wine fiercely, the wine flowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped to the ground, "My road is a dead end, she left me and died nine lives, she followed me, ten deaths and no life." ”

Wuling was silent, she understood how powerful Xingyue's enemies were, so powerful that they were suffocating, although they would not take the initiative now, but Xingyue wanted to turn over, it was absolutely impossible, even the powerful bronze could only leave helplessly.

Xingyue was also silent, just drinking vigorously, the originally mottled hair was now like snow, with his young face and vicissitudes of life, it seemed so lonely and desolate.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and his face was calm, expressionless, looking at the desolate and hopeless land.

Wu Ling saw that the atmosphere was very quiet, so he took the initiative to break the immersion.

"Come with me somewhere, okay?"

After that, he got up, picked up the guqin, and walked in one direction.

Xingyue got up, Xiao Qingqing stood on Xingyue's shoulder, combing her feathers, Xingyue followed behind Wuling, and went to the place that Wuling said.

On the way, Xingyue was very curious about why Xiao Qingqing could be so calm, so she asked with some curiosity:

"What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything!" Xiao Qingqing mung bean-like eyes looked at Xingyue, "What can I think, what do I have to think about." Xiao Qingqing looked at Xingyue very strangely.

"You go, don't follow me, you're going to die. Xingyue followed the five spirits, her face expressionless.

"You're going to die!" Xiao Qingqing was taken aback, "Then your inheritance wine gourd is my Xiao Qingqing's." Xiao Qingqing looked a little happy, and jumped from one side of Xingyue's shoulder to the other, "Then when will you die?"

"I don't know. Xingyue said calmly, and she was not angry that Xiao Qingqing wanted her to die.

Xiao Qingqing nodded his head, "Then it's better to die quickly, and give me the wine gourd before you die." Xiao Qingqing continued.

Xingyue smiled, Xiao Qingqing was really innocent and innocent.

Untied the wine gourd and sent it to Xiao Qingqing's beak, "Take it, let's go." ”

"What kind of bird are you and my little green. Xiao Qingqing looked at Xingyue angrily, "I said it, I only wanted this wine gourd when you died, and now I don't want it." Saying that, Xiao Qingqing said goodbye to the bird's head, angry with the stars and moon.

"Thank you, little Qingqing. Xingyue touched Xiao Qingqing's head, and her tone was full of gratitude.

Xiao Qingqing didn't want to bird Xingyue, and pecked at Xingyue's hand touching his head, "Stinky to death, you haven't taken a bath for many years, don't touch me." ”

It says the stars and the moon stink, but why stand on his shoulders?

Following the five spirits, Xingyue came to a valley, the valley was barren, but in the middle of the valley, there was a dry ancient tree, and the ancient tree was full of red and white ribbons.

At this time, a beautiful figure in a long red dress stood under the tree, raised her hand, and hung a red ribbon on the tree.

Xingyue had already recognized the ribbon-hung Qianying, Suzaku, the girl who had the best relationship with the five spirits.

Suzaku also noticed Xingyue and their arrival, and when she turned around, her beautiful face was no longer veiled, looking at Xingyue and Wuling, she smiled sweetly.

"What is she doing?" asked Xiao Qingqing curiously, pecking at her feathers.

Wu Ling looked at Xiao Qingqing, "Why can't I hear a little curiosity in your tone?" Xiao Qingqing didn't look at Wu Ling, "I'm curious, that's why I asked, if I'm not curious, I don't bother to ask." The voice was very calm, and I really couldn't hear Xiao Qingqing's curiosity.

"Did you learn this tone from him?" Wu Ling smiled and stretched out his jade hand, pointing at Xingyue, "I heard that if you stay with the person you like for a long time, you will unconsciously become the person you like." ”

Xiao Qingqing stopped combing her beautiful feathers, and looked at Xingyue with her little eyes that flashed like mung beans, "Do I like him? ”

Xingyue also looked at Wuling a little speechlessly, "I definitely won't, I like a bird." ”

Wuling smiled, noncommittal.

Suzaku, who had finished hanging the scarf, walked to Xingyue's side, "That's the wishing tree, do you want to make a wish?"

"Has your wish come true?" Xingyue looked at Suzaku with a serious look in her eyes.

Suzaku lowered her beautiful head, "No, not one." ”

"Can't it be realized?" Xiao Qingqing was a little curious, but her voice was still calm, "My favorite is the wish that cannot be fulfilled." ”

After speaking, he saw the strip of cloth that was holding Xingyue's body, pulled it, hissed, and directly tore off a piece, then flapped his wings, flew to the side of the ancient tree, wrapped the gray strip of cloth between the red and white gauze scarves, looked at the gray strip of cloth, and closed his eyes reverently.

"I hope that the Emperor will die. ”

Hearing Xiao Qingqing's wish, a different color flashed in the eyes of Wuling and Suzaku, and the two looked at each other, but they both bowed their heads in tacit understanding and did not speak.

A smile flashed in Xingyue's eyes, watching Xiao Qingqing fly back and fall on his shoulder, with a look of indifference, but just combing his beautiful feathers.

"I stink so much, you still want to bite my clothes?" Xingyue looked at Xiao Qingqing playfully.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Xiao Qingqing didn't pay attention to Xingyue, and combed her feathers.

"Why don't you wish I live. Xingyue looked at Xiao Qingqing, her eyes full of seriousness.

Xiao Qingqing didn't look at Xingyue, "Anyway, the wish can't come true, why should you wish you to live." ”

"You made a wish that I would die, but it can't be fulfilled!"

"Is there any problem?" Xiao Qingqing looked at Xingyue and asked strangely, "Isn't making a wish just making a wish for what happens most in your heart, even if it can't be realized, it's called making a wish." ”

"Yes, even if it can't be realized, it's called making a wish. Wuling raised his head, smiling and squinting his eyes, looking at Xingyue, Lianbu walked lightly towards the wishing tree, tore off a piece of white yarn on his skirt, and closed his eyes reverently.

"The five spirits made the last wish in their lives, and I, hopefully, the Emperor of the Array, would die. Reverently making a wish, the five spirits tied the white scarf to the edge of the gray cloth strip of the stars and moons.

After making a wish, Wuling walked back and looked at Suzaku, "What wish did you make?"

Suzaku shook her head, she would never tell Wuling, her wish was, "Hopefully, Emperor Zhen, will die." ”

"Do you want to have a wish that you will die for?" Xiao Qingqing looked at Xingyue, "That wish will not come true, you may not die." ”

Xingyue shook her head, "I don't have a hobby to curse myself, and besides, I don't have a wish, let's go." Xingyue turned and walked towards the outside of the valley.

How can a person not have a wish?

No one knew that not long after Xingyue and they left, an illusory figure floated into the valley, looking at the scarves full of trees, this twelve- or thirteen-year-old ghost flew under the tree, and folded his hands reverently, "I make a wish, master. . . ”

She paused, thinking of what Suzaku and Wuling had said before, the wish she made here had never been fulfilled.

The little ghost was very entangled, but finally made a wish:

"I don't know what kind of wishing tree you are, and I don't have a strip of cloth to hang, but I really hope, I hope that the master will live, hopefully, the master will live. ”

At this time, they returned to the place before, Xingyue was still sitting on the ground, carving the picture he had not finished, and Xiao Qingqing was standing on Xingyue's shoulder, combing his feathers.

The five spirits were playing the piano on the side, and the Suzaku was dancing on the side, and they were doing their own thing.

The five spirits played over and over again, and the Suzaku jumped over and over again, repeating it many times a day, but from their expressions, there was no trace of boredom.

"Why do you still want to dance, just the two of you, you've been dancing for thousands of years, haven't you gotten tired of it?" Xingyue asked in a cold voice.

"Why bother? It's much better than killing. Wu Ling lowered his head, the green silk swept over the strings, and the jade hand gently hooked the strings.

"What if you don't dance, you have to do something you like, otherwise life will be so boring!" Suzaku said as she danced, her agile dancing posture was so elegant, and her graceful figure was so perfect.

"Always do something you love. Xingyue muttered, thinking of the sword spirit, the sword spirit who was always carving the formation diagram, "Do you like to depict the formation diagram?"

"No, because you like it, that's why she likes it. Xiao Qingqing stood on Xingyue's shoulder, combing her beautiful feathers while answering Xingyue.

"Are you talking to me?" Xingyue looked at Xiao Qingqing curiously, "Your feathers are really beautiful. Xiao Qingqing looked at Xingyue, "I only like birds." ”

Xingyue looked at Xiao Qingqing with a smile, "I don't like birds. ”

Xiao Qingqing glanced at Xingyue, looked at the feathers of the flashing aura on his body, and after combing for so long, it was finally satisfied, "I'm going to learn to dance." As she spoke, Xiao Qingqing flapped her wings and flew towards the Vermilion Bird.

Xiao Qingqing surrounded the Vermilion Bird, flying with the dance of the Vermilion Bird, one person and one bird, accompanied by the beautiful music of the five spirits, it seemed so ethereal, so beautiful.

Xingyue smiled, smiled happily, he finally understood why Xiao Qingqing always kept combing his feathers, he combed his feathers, just for this moment.

Xingyue slowly got up, looked at the pattern under him, and placed a blood-colored fragment of a divine sword on the portraits of the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu and the five spirits.

"Sword Spirit, I'll bring you back to life. ”

Wuling lowered his head and continued to play the music, Suzaku also lowered his head and continued to dance, Xiao Qingqing gathered around Suzaku and continued to dance.

Xingyue turned her back to them, gradually walked away, and disappeared.

No one knew that at this time, there were three more scarves on the wishing tree, one gold, one silver, and one was red gold.

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