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Chapter 458: Red Dust is ridiculous

This matter is clear, he is one of the parties involved, and Ye Xiaochuan has never talked about it with others, so Baili Kite doesn't know about it.

Jiese nodded, and whispered: "She sings very well, I have heard it with my own ears, I just met the boss and Yun Xianzi, in the dead of night, Yun Xianzi was stroking the qin, the boss took out the jade flute ensemble, the piano and flute complement each other, but that night Yun Xianzi quietly left by himself, and then we met you and Yang Gongzi in Phoenix Mountain." ”

Baili Kite knew that he would definitely not deceive himself, and it seemed that this was indeed a thing.

She couldn't figure it out, just like the big guy, her eyes began to become very strange when she looked at Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan.

Gu Pan'er had been unhappy with Yun Qiyou for a long time, and when she saw Yun Qiyou coming over with the guqin, she said: "Jiese said that your qin flute and song are like heavenly sounds, everyone came here tonight to relax, why don't Senior Sister Yun and Senior Brother Ye play a song for us to liven up the atmosphere." ”

Yun Qiyou glanced at Gu Pan'er and knew that she had bad intentions.

Ye Xiaochuan also knew that Gu Pan'er had absolutely no good intentions, and was about to refuse, but Yun Qiyou said lightly: "Since this is the case, then it will be ugly." ”

Ye Xiaochuan opened his mouth wide, and the others also opened their mouths wide.

In their expectation, this Yun Qiyou should immediately brush her sleeves away, but she actually agreed, what is the situation? Is this still the Ling Bing fairy who is famous for her frost personality?

Gu Pan'er suddenly had a feeling of lifting a stone to hit her feet, she just asked Yun Qiyou to play a song, thinking that Yun Qiyou would refuse, leaving a boring sentence, and then turned to leave.

As a result, his words did not scold Yun Qiyou, and Yun Qiyou agreed.

Yun Qiyou didn't have any opinions, and even if Ye Xiaochuan had opinions, everyone directly ignored them, so he had no choice but to hang his head.

Situ Feng in the sea of his soul let out a deep sigh.

Ye Xiaochuan is an unborn teenager who is ignorant of feelings, but Situ Feng is a person who has come from painful feelings, how can he not see the subtle emotional changes in Yun Qiyou's heart?

The masters of the slashing dust and the bladeless are born with a subtle feeling, even if they don't say a word, their hearts will involuntarily get close to each other, Situ Feng knows that the curse of the three lives and seven lives is still not broken, and the reincarnation of nine thousand nine hundred years has finally begun its final legendary story.

The closer Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou walked, the weaker Situ Feng felt that his remnant soul was weaker, and he had no ability to suppress the emotional changes between Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.

Therefore, in history, the hearts of so many zombies who cultivated the Nine Yin and Nine Yang would grow again. Before they cultivated, they were full of enthusiasm, firmly believing that they would no longer cherish the grass and trees in the world, but the years would eventually tell them that feelings were biological instincts and could not be suppressed.

As a result, the once glorious necromancy cultivators are now only the plain girl Xuanying.

The sound of the piano sounded, and there was silence all around, and everyone invariably stopped talking verbally, and they couldn't believe it before they could hear Fairy Ling Bing caressing the qin.

Ye Xiaochuan put the jade flute to his lips and tried the sound, and after a while, the flute was perfectly integrated.

The sound of the piano is very desolate, the sound of the flute is very melodious, and the song is laughing at Hongchen.

This song is famous, and there are very few people who can't sing it, but when the sound of the flute and the sound starts, Koike starts singing it.

"Hongchen is ridiculous, and infatuation is the most boring.

It's okay to keep your eyes open.

This life is not over, but the heart is not disturbed.

I just want to get away with it for half a lifetime. ”

As soon as the two sentences were sung, Ning Xiangruo sang: "Smile at people when you wake up, and forget all about it in your dreams."

Sigh that it was too early to get dark.

The next life is unpredictable, and love and hate are written off.

I just want to be happy until I get old. ”

More and more people are dancing around the campfire and singing along.

"No matter how cold the wind is, I don't want to escape, and I don't want the flowers to be beautiful.

Let me sway.

The higher the sky, the smaller the heart, regardless of the cause and effect.

Drunk alone.

Cry today and laugh tomorrow, don't ask anyone to understand.

Proud.

The song is singing and dancing, and the long night is long and unaware.

Will be happy to find. ”

Yun Qiyou sat on the sand by the lake, his hands and eight fingers gently brushed the strings of the demon suppression guqin, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be intoxicated.

Ye Xiaochuan played the Huangquan Biluo flute, and his expression was also a little strange.

This time he played with Yun Qiyou's Qin Xiao, and he obviously felt that there seemed to be a spiritual power in Huangquan Biluo's flute, which was cooperating with the sound of the qin, and this feeling was like a lifetime of evil fate entangled in his previous life.

Situ Feng actually saw that Yun Qiyou's guqin was the demon-suppressing guqin of the Yaoqin fairy when Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were in harmony with Yun Qiyou for the first time a few months ago.

Yaoqin Fairy, Huangquan Old Man, Demon Suppression Guqin, Huangquan Biluo Xiao, plus the Dust Slashing Sword and the Bladeless Sword.

Situ Feng suddenly felt that many things in the world were absurd, he really didn't dare to think about how bumpy the relationship between Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou would be in the future, maybe their ending would be even more sad than that of himself and Su Qinglian.

The old man of Huangquan is a zombie who cultivates undead spells, and the fairy Yaoqin is a strange woman who smiles proudly in the red dust, the two of them cherish each other but are destined to be a sad and painful ending.

This is a long history, so long that even Situ Feng doesn't feel real.

It is said that the old man of Huangquan and the fairy Yaoqin spent thirty-six days at the end of the world, and no one has seen Yaoqin since then.

"The yellow spring is green, and the purple Mo is red dust. ”

Some people say that these eight words were left by Yaoqin back then.

Yun Qiyou once again felt the subtle feeling of warmth in her heart when she was with Ye Xiaochuan Qin Xiao and Ming, she really liked this feeling, in the past twenty years, she had never experienced that human beings still had this kind of emotion.

Some are warm, some are bitter, some are confused, some are hesitant, some are joyful, some are sad, and some are shy.

After the song was finished, the melody flowed but did not stop, and the three alleys of plum blossoms came casually, and Ye Xiaochuan had to echo it with a jade flute.

A plum blossom and a quiet night snow.

The second wind and snow are drumming.

Three lanes fly and blow snow to press Mei proudly.

The people who listened were fascinated and just wanted to chant the last sentence: "Ask what the world is like, and only teach people to promise life and death." The south and the north are double flyers, the old wings have been cold and summer several times, happy and fun, and parting is bitter, and there are even more crazy children among them. ”