"Shi Zhijian and they all told me about the matter of Fang Cai. Okra sat down beside him, staring into the night, "It's useless to hurry, we're going back over there." They all asked me where you went, and I couldn't answer. Now when you go back, it is better to let them settle their minds than not knowing where to go. ”

She touched her sideburns, which had been ruffled by the night wind. These two sentences are not so much to tell Shen Fengming, but to themselves.

She listened to him and coughed, "What will you do in a while......?" Can't move, right?"

"Where's your piano?" Shen Fengming asked rhetorically.

"It's all on the boat over there, and when you get there, I'll take Jean to help, and you can rest on my boat, how about it?"

Shen Fengming was noncommittal, "I just hope they can hold on." ”

The ship had already reached the cave, and the light of the battle place in the Illusory Realm came into view, and there was less than a quarter of an hour left on the waterway. Suddenly, Ouyang Xin shouted: "Look!"

Several people followed his gesture and looked north—to the north, the Hengshan disciples led by Renjue and a small team under the Marquis of Wuling joined forces to attack the Marquis of Jiangling, and it seemed that they had succeeded, and a signal was shining in the sky. It was the one with the best chance of winning among the three, and it was not surprising that the news of victory came first, but it also reminded Shen Fengming more and more that the two sides of the Phantom Life Realm and the Green Dragon Sect were still in a battle to the death.

And that's not all.

Junshan Island obscured part of the light of the signal, and the fireworks also reflected the outline of Dongting Mountain. Okra saw that after the fireworks ended, Shen Fengming's eyes still fell on the black shadow of Dongting Mountain.

"Y-Are you worried about Lou Qianshan?" she asked.

Shen Fengming was a little surprised and glanced at her. Obviously, Shi Zhijian recounted the conversation between Shan Jiquan and himself to okra very thoroughly. Not only did she know Lou Qianshan's situation, but she also knew that she was in Dongting Mountain.

He confessed in his heart. Even if it is not so accurate to describe it as "worried", but Ren Lou Qianshan fell into Xie Fengde's hands again and was powerless, which made his chest suffocate tenfold, like a swallow.

"Are you trying to save her?" asked okra again.

Shen Fengming didn't know how to answer. Don't you want to? Do you want to? He couldn't even speak. If there wasn't a battle for Yunmeng tonight, he knew he wouldn't sit idly by and watch this happen, but—he had only one choice. And now that he's poisoned, he's not even qualified to make a choice.

But Ouyang Xin on the side said: "Fengming Gongzi don't worry, Miss Qiu has already explained to us, and when Gongzi returns to the big boat, Zhijian and I will go to Junshan to pick up Miss Qianshan." ”

Shen Fengming glanced at okra again unexpectedly, "It turns out that you have already made arrangements......," he smiled lightly, "You are testing me." ”

"I don't have the heart to test you. Okra brushed her sleeves and turned her face away, "I just don't want you to be distracted by the enemy for a while......!"

Shen Fengming didn't argue with her. Even though Okra couldn't forgive Lou Qianshan, she should have known it a long time ago - with her kindness and nostalgia, how could she bear to do nothing about Lou Qianshan's situation.

However, he still said: "The two of them were injured, but I am afraid that they are not Xie Fengde's opponents, and this matter is still discussed in the long run." ”

"What the hell do you want!" Okra suddenly started a fire inexplicably, "If you want to save her, you can just say it, if you don't worry about them going, then I'll go!"

"You can't even go. ”

"You can't go to this, you can't go to that, what ...... you are" Okra was talking, and her right hand, which was flat on her side, suddenly became heavy, and it was Shen Fengming who stretched out her left palm and suddenly covered the back of her hand. She was startled and was about to withdraw her hand, but Shen Fengming held her tightly, and she couldn't pull it out for a while.

She was really surprised that Shen Fengming came to take advantage of herself, Ouyang Xin and Shi Zhijian were not far away, she was shocked but could only lower her voice: "What are you doing!"

Shen Fengming smiled at her: "If you go, who will win Yunmeng for me?"

He said it calmly, as if — that was all there was to it. But nature doesn't stop there. What kind of person Xie Fengde was, how could he—even if Okra's martial arts were ten times higher than now—allow her to face such evil spirits alone.

He knew that if he said it, Okra would not be convinced. Even if he didn't say it—even if it was just a flash of thought—it was enough to make him feel terrified, and he subconsciously pressed her hand here, as if she didn't do that, she would be in danger at once.

Okra didn't know what he was thinking, and in her panic she only saw his eyes so close, and the blurry distortion reminded her of the gentle stroke he had placed on her ear in a half-conscious state. She remembered that the pair of pearls that should not have been given to her—at that time—had he mistaken her for someone else?

An inexplicable upset caused her chest to clench, regardless of forcing her hand out of his palm. Shen Fengming was already poisoned and weak, and her fingers were burning, how could she really restrain her. Okra was able to withdraw her hand, and her whole body immediately curled up in extreme defense, and the hand was even hidden in the crook of the knee.

"Shen Fengming," she glanced at him earnestly but carefully, "if you really want to win Yunmeng, then ...... Just talk well, don't move your hands and feet. I really don't want to ...... at this time We don't have much time to talk to you about this!"

Shen Fengming smiled bitterly on his face, but his arm was unceremoniously stretched out, and he easily hooked her from his back to his shoulder. Okra curled up a little bit to prevent him from holding his hand and touching his face again, where did he expect him to suddenly hug her whole, the hands were too hidden, there was no time to refuse, and he was caught off guard with a "bang" on him, and then stretched out a hand to push, but he couldn't stretch his elbow.

This time the movement was much bigger than touching the back of the hand, Ouyang Xin and Shi Zhijian saw it, but they were also interested, and immediately turned around to concentrate on paddling, and never turned around again. "Shen Fengming!" Okra cried angrily. "You ......"

"You're right, we don't have much time. Shen Fengming sighed, "I'm about to die, I can't hold you for a moment?"

Okra still had a few "traitors, villains, villains" that did not scold, and when he heard his words, his heart trembled violently, and most of his momentum disappeared. She suddenly remembered the last time, and he was talking like that, and she disappeared from consciousness. This time - will it be longer than the last one?

She didn't move again for a moment. It wasn't that she couldn't stand him like this—not that she couldn't borrow the intimacy he wanted in his last moments. It all stemmed from the pair of jewels who suddenly burst into her mind and refused to leave—she was not willing to borrow it in vain.

"Whose earrings are they?" she didn't know why she suddenly asked this sentence so unscrupulously in this "little time". Maybe she didn't care anymore - he didn't have to hold anything back anyway, he didn't have to hold anything back, maybe he was really scared - if he died, she would never get an answer.

Shen Fengming obviously didn't keep up with her thoughts, and was stunned for a moment: "Why did you suddenly say this?"

"You answer me!"

"It's yours. Shen Fengming said, "I gave it to you, isn't it yours?"

"But it's clearly an old thing. Okra said, "Either someone has worn it, or you have sent it to others, and others don't want it, right?"

Shen Fengming smiled. "Let me assure you first, no one has ever worn it before you, and I haven't taken it to anyone else - don't dislike the old things, the old things have their own new things, but this old thing can't be finished for a while, I'll tell you another day, okay?"

"Another day?" Okra muttered, and the second half of the sentence refused to let Shen Fengming hear clearly-"Didn't you say that you were 'about to die'?"

As soon as her ears warmed, Shen Fengming's hand seemed to be subconsciously touching her earlobe. "We still have half an hour left," he said, looking at the Xiangshui battlefield that was getting closer and closer, "I'll say something more urgent." ”

Okra was a little uncomfortable when he touched it, but he had to endure it and ask first: "What's the matter?"

"Haven't you always wanted to learn the 'Divine Dream' of the fifty-stringed piano?" Shen Fengming smiled and said, "I'll teach you now." ”

"Now?" Okra surprised. Mo said that this half-quarter of an hour is impossible to come in, there is not even a Gu Qin here, how to teach the Fa? Besides, even if there is really no chance in the future, "Divine Dream" can be regarded as a "more important thing", even if it is really lost, it is just a little regret, she would rather he say those old things in advance.

It's a pity that Shen Fengming has already said to himself: "Do you know the difference between the "Divine Dream" of the fifty-stringed qin and the "Divine Dream" you know now? and do you know why your master always wanted to get back the score of the fifty-string "Divine Dream" back then?"

Okra could only shake her head. After shaking like this, she realized that she was still forced to lean on his shoulder, and she immediately stopped her movements and spoke instead: "I don't know." ”

Shen Fengming still caressed her ears, "From the perspective of ordinary people's hearing, the twenty-five strings of 'Divine Dream' are complex enough, and no matter how high they are, they can't hear the difference; even if you can distinguish it by the ear power of those who are well versed in music, fifty strings are only a hundred feet away from the twenty-five strings, and its beauty and complexity are certainly excessive, but the difference is actually not big, far less than the difference between the efforts of the piano player." However, the significance of the fifty-string "Divine Dream" to the Lingyin is extraordinary, because with its breadth, it can contain a magic sound that no other piece can do. ”

"So what?"

"You have been practicing the piano since you were a child, and now the magic sound is definitely better than me, but you—even your master—no matter how profound your skills are, can only use one magic sound in a tune, such as healing can only be healing, hypnosis can only be hypnosis, if you want to control Gu worms, you can't hurt people—the ultimate that can be done is only to quickly change the effects of magic sound illusions, but you can't send out two or more illusions at the same time and from the same syllable. This is because the martial arts of your Lingyin have always been passed down in this way, and the second is because the magic sound is too timbre-consuming, unless the control of it has been perfected, otherwise, it is really difficult to achieve one tone and two illusions in ordinary songs. But even if you have perfected the realm, you have to start practicing with an extremely complex score at first, and slowly become simpler. The most complicated song naturally became the only way for the study of magic music to make a leap. ”