The moon is bright in the sky, and the people on the earth are gloomy.

He left the prison, but his heart was imprisoned.

The knife marks are scratched on the delicate face, and the ravines are born in the heart of the girl.

From then on, he could only hide in her heart.

I guess I won't forget him in this life.

She'll know it herself.

Under the bright moon, her figure was graceful, untying a black hair, and her long hair covered her delicate face and covered the two bloody scars.

Crystal tears slid across two long scars, then slid down her face, wetting the hem of her clothes.

Glancing at the bright moon, she sighed.

"I ever thought of snuggling up to you and watching the bright moon in the sky with you. ”

She looked at the bright moon, and tears wet the bright moon.

The bright moon is in the smoke and rain.

A vague figure approached under the bright moon.

She saw it clearly, it was Dongfang Kexin.

The two women faced each other, and she smiled.

When she smiled, tears clearly slipped down her face, and the tears under the moonlight were the tears of the bright moon.

The bright moon in the sky is crying, and she is crying too.

There was a fresh breeze under the bright moon, and the breeze blew her hair.

Her face was delicate, but she had two extra scars.

She saw the two long scars on her face, and she wore her hair loosely, which made people feel distressed.

In the past, the fight between her and her was just a comparison between girls, but now the gap is gone, and she is also uncomfortable to see her like this.

The hearts of the two women are as pure as water, but the people and things of the world are turbid.

A bouquet of roses, a hibiscus, in this vast world, how long can it bloom.

"Senior sister. ”

Under the bright moon, she walked on.

She burst into tears.

"Senior Sister ......"

"Senior Sister ......"

She didn't know what to say to her?

How can we comfort her?

How can we give her comfort?

Her figure has gradually faded away.

In the moonlight, she faltered in the distance.

She stood still, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone on her face.

Wiping away her tears, she turned around and entered the dungeon of the Heavenly Gate.

The dungeon of Tianji Gate is dark and damp, and the dungeons in the world may be like this, dark and damp without seeing the light of day.

The dungeon, one wall, two heavens, is the human heart also like this, a place where the sun will never shine, it is also dark and damp.

He was tied to a stake, his broken clothes were dripping with blood, how much torture he had suffered, he hung his head, he could not resist the cruel torture, he had fainted.

"What are you doing here?"

Dongfang Jing looked at Dongfang Kexin, if he was talking to a stranger, this is his daughter, there is no love in his eyes, he only has Tianji Gate in his heart, only power and fame.

Power and fame made him lose himself, he was a puppet of power and fame, a walking corpse of power and fame, and his soul was sacrificed to power and fame.

He said that everything he did was for the sake of the common people in the world, how could there be a place in his heart to preserve the love between father and daughter.

"Let him go, I am willing to marry Senior Brother Ye. ”

"You've finally figured it out, and you've done it in vain. ”

He claims to be a father, and he has done half of his father's duty to his daughter, who has never experienced even a trace of fatherly love.

"How nice it would be if you were a man. ”

It turned out that he had always disliked her as a daughter in his heart.

"Life is only a hundred years, the father needs you, and he needs to find a reliable person for Tianjimen. ”

Scold......

For her, for the Tianji Gate.

Since he was a child, he has hugged her, he knows what she likes, he has shrugged her and asked for warmth, no, none of this.

In his eyes, she is just an appendage of Tianji Gate, a fetter that holds Ye Yingquan.

He wants to hold the power all the time, and always have fame and fortune.

Is it fortunate or unfortunate to have such a father, her tears can't stop falling.

She looked at him, but he still hung his head, really wanting to take a better look at him.

He sat with his back to the peach tree.

He's so cute with a blushing and shy face.

It's funny how the boy blushes and looks shy.

The peach blossoms flying in the sky are really beautiful.

"Little Seven, Little Seven......"

......

Du Xiaoyu pushed open the door of the wooden hall, there was no one inside, the wind blowing in the face rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, walked through one familiar house after another, the doors and windows swayed gently, the brothers and sisters were gone, pushed open the door of one of the houses, she looked at the guqin, she reached out to caress the guqin, but the hand that was just stretched out stopped.

I decided to hide him in my heart, and I didn't want to touch his things again.

She exited the door, her steps staggering.

The dark clouds in the sky floated by, the bright moon in the sky was mottled, the dark clouds refused to disperse, and the bright moon was always mottled.

"Master......"

"Master......"

She misses her master so much, and with Master here, everything wouldn't be like this.

"Master......"

"Boss Mu, Boss Mu, Boss Mu, Second ......"

"Where are you ......?"

The past comes to mind, how good it was then, how good it was to be together at that time.

Walking in a trance, this is the Dianmu Palace, where is she going? She walked aimlessly, her heart was very scared, she didn't dare to stop, she would feel lonely when she stopped, she would feel helpless.

She was, after all, a weak woman.

She is like duckweed in the sea, let her float, let her float quietly, no more waves, no more waves.

Peach blossoms fell, and she came to the peach grove of the Dianmu Temple.

She came under the peach tree he had leaned on.

He always likes to hold the guqin in his arms and lean under the peach tree, and the Youlan he plays is really good.

The Youlan he played for her was incomplete, and she was destined not to listen to a complete Youlan in this life.

She sat with her back to the peach tree, just like him.

"There is also a person hidden in his heart, that person must like peach blossoms, peach blossoms are so beautiful, I also like peach blossoms, you know. ”

"That Qu Youlan is also what she likes!"

"I guess I created it for her. ”

"The complete orchid is only for her. ”

"A Song of Orchid ......"

"A Song of Orchid ......"

A peach blossom fell, she reached out her hand, and the peach blossom fell on her palm, a red peach blossom.

There are crystal droplets on the red peach blossoms, whether it is her tears or peach blossom tears.

The breeze was blowing, and the peach blossoms were falling one by one, falling on her body and on her long hair.

The peach blossoms fall one by one, and the peach blossoms are crystal water droplets, which are peach blossom tears, peach blossom tears.

......