Gently tap your toes, and flick the long sleeves on the side of your hands like Chang'e running to the moon.

The swaying dance can only see a vague shadow on the empty high ground. The fireflies around were spiritually entwined around Gu Lingyu, like stars in the sky, holding the fairy dancing in the middle, flickering in the silent night sky with a faint light. Immersed in it, only the soft curves remain, and the light step man dance is like a southern swallow nesting, flying high and flying like a magpie bird night terror.

The beautiful dancing posture is leisurely and gentle, the agile body is as light as flying, waving the torso of his body like a wonderful gesture, and the two hands are relaxed and slow, like the Cangtian that has exhausted the difficulty of the world.

A few people were fascinated, and they didn't notice that there was one more person standing next to them, as if they appeared out of thin air, and at this moment they were looking intently in the direction of Mu Xue and the others, with deep eyes in the ancient well, and they were not alarmed. It seems to be reminiscing about the past for a long time, and from time to time an intriguing smile appears on his face.

"Master?!"

Lin Xiang was the first to notice that there was one more person standing up next to him, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be the head of the family, and he suddenly made a sound with a shocked face, and when the others heard the news, they immediately got up and bowed to Xiao Jing.

"Hello master."

"The master is good."

In the face of the bowing of a few little guys, Xiao Jing smiled and nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving the woman who danced. After a while, he suddenly spoke, as if he was talking to himself, telling an untold story.

"At that time, she was not such a willful person, the junior sister was an orphan of the ancient clan and was taken in by the previous head, so the junior sister appeared in Xiaoyaomen like a fate, my senior brother and I are the leaders of the younger generation, and it is natural to know the junior sister, so the three of us have often gone to practice together since childhood, and now I think about it, that time is really nostalgic.

Most of the three of us like vocal music, I can play the willow flute, my brother can talk about the guqin, and my sister is the one who dances under the symphony. In my spare time, we met to fight swords, talk about life together, drink and have fun, and occasionally go to the Valley of Flowers to pick flowers and enjoy the beautiful scenery, I once thought that this was our life, free and happy, unrestrained.

The good times didn't last long, we all grew up slowly, and the shoots of emotion were waiting to be released in our hearts, and gradually grew stronger, until I found that every time I went out, my sister and brother suddenly held hands with each other, talking and laughing together, then I understood that our era was over. ”

The ancient spirit jade in the distance was still dusty, dancing in the wind, and a few night birds could be heard from time to time in the depths of the forest.

A few little guys listened fascinated, and the surroundings were quiet, only Xiao Jing's sigh was left idling in the night.

"Originally, the senior brother and the junior sister went on like this, and they must be very happy, I thought so at the time, but one day, the news of the murder of the senior brother suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, and the senior brother was already half-dead when he was sent back, covered in blood, and the whole person looked at the white bone Kaikai, which really frightened us at that time.

During that time, the pear blossoms that the junior sister would cry would bring rain, wash their faces with tears, and the entire sect was busy trying to save the senior brother's life, but no accident, the injury was too serious, and there was no cure. At that time, my sister and I went to look for the only trace of life in the ancient books, and after three days and three nights, we finally found a way in a broken book.

The people of the ancient clan have a long life, and they rely on the innate heart of the ancient clan, but the people of the ancient clan who have lost the heart of the ancient clan cannot cultivate to the Great Emperor Realm, because the ancient clan Shenzang needs to awaken in the Great Emperor Realm, and without the support of the ancient clan's heart, the Shenzang will burst like no container.

I still remember that scene, the junior sister held the remnant of the sect in her hand, and shed her tears excitedly, and the tears of the bean were all over the page on the remnant sect, no accident. Three days later, the senior brother woke up in a daze, the original dark wound disappeared without a trace, and the senior sister did not come but I stayed in front of the senior brother.

The first thing the senior brother said when he woke up was, "Where is the junior sister?" Looking at the anxious and burning eyes of the senior brother, I couldn't lie, and I couldn't help but tell him everything under the repeated questioning of the senior brother, when he knew that the senior sister had lost the heart of the ancient clan because of him, the senior brother's eyes were red, and he kept hammering his chest, feeling guilty and self-blame in pain, and then hurriedly rushed out of the door, looking for the senior sister everywhere.

But it was too late, and when I found my sister, she was dancing in the back mountain, but unfortunately...... Alas! ”

"Alas......"

Xiao Jing sighed twice and didn't go any further, because Gu Lingyu had already stopped and was about to leave.

Perhaps because of his compassion, Xiao Jing's rickety figure looked even more decaying in the dark night, Xiao Jing watched Gu Lingyu's departing figure, and slowly turned around and walked away, leaving only Ling Feng Muxue and the others who were in the same place.

Tonight, no one is destined to sleep.