Sang Wushi's eyebrows froze instantly, "Fox?"

Uncomplaining raised his eyes, a little surprised, "Why don't you know?"

"Desirelessness is a fox?" there was a coldness in her voice.

"It's not a secret, most of the people in the Futu Palace know it. ”

Sang Wushi's eyes suddenly became distant and dark, and the rain that was blown by the wind blew her cheeks, and she suddenly felt a little cold.

“...... How long will the souls of the people killed by the music be trapped in the spirits?"

"It depends on what kind of piano it is. ”

"Desireless... Soul Breaker. ”

"Forever. ”

......

Wusheng looked in a trance, "It's like this in my memory." ”......

"That's so nice, didn't you doubt her too?"

"I didn't ......"

She retracted her gaze, and under the hem of her slightly moving red dress, one foot took the lead in stepping into the courtyard, but there was no expression on her face.

Brahma people are well known, and even people like her who are lonely and unheard of know that the Thousand Mountains Clan in the Demon Realm, the Fox Clan, are two hierarchical clans that are completely different from the Thousand Mountains Snow Fox Clan, one is supreme and the other is humble. If the snow fox is as noble as a god, then the fox in the thousand mountains is as low as dust. The fox clan has a short spiritual age, and their cultivation is no more than thousands of years at most, and the extremes of things will be reversed. They have lived from generation to generation, and they have been groveling for eternity, and even the right to demonize adults is in the hands of the Snow Fox Clan. If the person is in the form of a human being, a slave or a servant, such as a beast-shaped person, he will even inevitably suffer the pain of hunting and playing, and even unfortunately serve as a meal for the superior to increase his cultivation. The principle of the law of the jungle is drenched in blood in the Qianshan clan of the demon world.

She once knew that Desireless was a fox clan, but she didn't specifically know which fox clan it was, because he was such a pure and elegant person, she never thought that he would have an inextricable relationship with the fox demon. At that time, Wusheng told her that there was a mole in the Futu Palace, and she thought in her heart that it was Wuxi, so she ignored it, but now that she thinks about it, Wusheng was with her and Wuxian at that time, isn't Wusheng more trustworthy to her than her? Why did she say that to her? Unless, ...... She suspected that Desireless was the spy.

Sang Wushi's mind resurfaced the pink soul that had surged out of the Soul Breaker Piano that night, and he closed his eyes gently. Is that...... Thousand breaths.

"Originally, the patriarch planned to take the princess back to Qianshan to recuperate, but who would have thought ...... How could the princess set herself on fire, she didn't think about it like that...... There is another hidden ...... Perhaps..."

It turned out that the thousand-breath self-immolation that Yi Ze and his party in the Qishan forest said that day really had another hidden meaning. And she didn't ignore it, from beginning to end, Desireless seemed to have a strong rejection of Qianxi, but was this really the reason for him to kill her? Sang Wushi was actually not unaware that Desireless cared about her a little too much, completely after the dust beads...... And in any case, she should ask in person. For him, she really didn't bother to intrigue.

No longer hesitating, Sang didn't hesitate to raise his steps and strode into the Crazy Sound Pavilion. In the room, next to the desk carved with white jade, the tea smoke curls, the roller shutter moves lightly, the desireless is pouring fragrant tea, and the slender fingers hold the Longquan celadon cup, which is elegant like a beautiful poem. Seeing her enter the door, he smiled at her gently, "Why are you in such a hurry, sit." ”

Sang Wushi didn't step into the room for half a step, the red bone umbrella in his hand hung lightly, through the flickering white gauze curtains, and his desireless face seemed to be real or not, "Are you a fox?" she asked directly.

His hand that was originally pouring tea shook slightly, a little stunned, "Don't you look down on me all the time?"

She laughed, "I'm not more noble than you, why do ......I look down on you?" Wuxian put down the teapot and interrupted her softly: "Don't you come in?"

Sang was stunned for a moment, but he was suddenly a little afraid of the result he was chasing. She put down the red umbrella in her hand, and slowly walked to him in a red dress with the cool rain and sat down opposite him. The white curtain moved lightly, the dark gauze rolled up, and a pair of figures sitting opposite each other showed a dreamlike haze.

"As a fox, why do you have ...... Broken Soul Lyre?" She looked at his fingertips, as if slightly distracted.

Desireless's voice was calm, but there was an inexplicable lowness, "It's just a coincidence, I believe that when you understand what you don't deserve to have, what price you will pay, right?"

Sang was silent all the time, looking at him without speaking.

He sighed softly and folded a cup of tea for her, the fragrance of tea overflowed, overflowing the tip of her nose, making people slightly drunk, "Everyone has their own privacy, all the time, some things, I don't say, it's just that no one has asked about it for many years." Now, if you ask, I will answer. ”

The fingers under her desk twitched slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "Then why did you kill Qianxi? Just because of disgust?"

Without wanting to hold the teacup again, he lowered his eyes for a long time before he said lightly: "Not all." I have a grudge with the Snow Fox Clan. His voice was suddenly low, with a strong sense of forbearance.

A cold breeze drifted in from the window, blowing away the smoke rising from the glass. Sang Wushi looked at him, but there was no follow-up, her expression remained unchanged, Yu Qishan and Wufu Hai Blood Lily Matter, she suddenly didn't want to ask. Maybe in her heart, she really didn't believe that the elegant man in front of her was a person with a honey sword, if he was really a traitor, how could he tell her about the jade flute, and even go with them to save Wu Hui?

She picked up the tea in front of her and took a sip, and suddenly smiled: "If Wu Xuan is not a traitor, who do you guess it will be?"

Desireless also smiled lightly, "What kind of person do you say can endure for thousands of years to be a spy, have a righteous heart, and have strong endurance, if you have to say it, it depends on who has the least murder in their hands." ”

Sang got up suddenly, patted the red clothes that were slightly soaked by the rain, and said with a smile: "I'm going to see Chi Shu, go first." ”

"Drink the tea, it's cold outside, and your vitality hasn't recovered. He reminded softly.

She was slightly stunned, but she still picked up the teacup and drank it all, "One step ahead." ”

......

She didn't really want to see Chi Shu, she just felt that she shouldn't question Desireless, that would make her feel that she was living a very bleak life.

But on the way back that day, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, and Sang Wu, who was holding an umbrella in the rain, appeared in the backyard of Chi Shu's ear room from time to time. The withered grass is pale yellow, the cold moon is covered with dust, and the dark and slender figure of Chi Shu stands quietly beside a big green tree under the hazy moonlight, and the tree is full of red rope bells, making a light sound with the wind.

There was a big bucket next to the tree, and he ...... It looks like he's pretty happy. Seeing her sideways, he waved at her, "Come here." ”

Sang walked towards him from time to time, "Lord Chi is taking care of it?"

"All things have always been greedy, especially those things that have some consciousness. As he spoke, he continued to water his hands.