Qingshan Town. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qingshan Town, which has been lively for a while, has finally fallen silent for the past two days.

It seems that it was only overnight, and those heroes of the rivers and lakes who originally went to the Ethereal Peak to worship Duanmu for their longevity suddenly walked cleanly. After those people came down from the Ethereal Peak three days ago, they left without stopping for a moment. No one knew why they were going so fast, and no one knew what had happened to the Ethereal Peak that day.

For the people of Castle Hills, though, none of this has anything to do with them. They are just ordinary people who live their ordinary lives.

These people have always lived only by the goodness of their nature in this life, and they treat everything in this world with the most innocent attitude. There are not so many intrigues in their world, and there is no good or evil.

Yang Xiaofeng has always been very envious of their lifestyle. Perhaps, because of this, after coming down from the Ethereal Peak that day, he did not immediately go back to the Jinling General Altar with the people of the Fengyue Sect, but stayed in Qingshan Town.

The mountains are dwelling.

In the past two days, business in Qingshan Town has been deserted, and it is rare that there are still customers in Shanyi Curie.

Today is the fourteenth, and it happens to be the night of a full moon again.

In a certain room in Shan Yiju, Lin Yuhan played with the tea cup in his hand boredly for a while, and finally lost the last trace of interest, so he simply supported his chin with both hands, and pulled his head deafly and was stunned.

However, although she seemed to be in a daze, a pair of eyes peeked at Yang Xiaofeng from time to time.

As for Yang Xiaofeng, I don't know if he has been stimulated by anything in the past two days. In short, compared to before, although his attitude towards Lin Yuhan was still very cold and he said very little, Lin Yuhan always felt that he seemed to have changed a lot. However, she didn't know where he had changed.

Perhaps, Yang Xiaofeng has not changed, what has changed is only herself.

However, she didn't know where this change in herself came from.

Maybe she's worried about something, but what is she worried about?

Shake your head a little to stop thinking about it. After sorting out his thoughts, Lin Yuhan asked softly, "Brother Yang, it doesn't matter if you are injured, right?"

Yang Xiaofeng's injuries that day were too serious, perhaps what she was worried about was his injuries.

But is that really all there is to it?

"Wind, no matter how difficult and bitter the road will be, it will never be you alone. No matter where you go, I will always be with you, always with you......".

“...... I'm not a vase, so I don't have to protect you in everything. In the same way, I will protect you".

Ben said that he would try to forget, but why did the promise once again tug at his long-dormant heartstrings?

There have been so many accidents, and while some of the promises have not been fulfilled as they were promised, some have been fulfilled.

No matter how hard he tried, the situation of Luo Qingxue protecting his life in the Ethereal Peak Hall that day always echoed in front of him, and it was hard to forget.

It's just that what lingers is the memory itself in the bottom of my heart, or the person in my memory?

I don't know when he couldn't tell Luo Qingxue's definition in his heart at all, is she the daughter of the enemy, or is it ......?

That day, in front of so many people, she was obviously engaged to Duanmu Xuan. Since she had personally agreed to Duanmu Xuan's proposal, why did she have to ......?

The bright moon is in the sky, and the silver glow is thousands.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned in front of the window, quietly contemplating.

The past that I thought had long since disappeared like flowing water, and the people who I thought had already dissipated like light smoke, suddenly became extremely clear again at this moment.

How to say it, since he came down from the Ethereal Peak this time, he suddenly felt as if he had changed a lot.

Perhaps, it's not that he's changed, he's just back to the way he was a long time ago.

The long night is like a complaint, and the moon is like practice.

After a long time, Yang Xiaofeng finally took his eyes back from the outside and said lightly: "I'm fine."

"Oh......", Lin Yuhan muttered. For a while, I couldn't find any other topics.

Again, there was silence between her and him.

Yang Xiaofeng turned his back to Lin Yuhan, and suddenly asked again, "What about you, how are you?" Presumably, during this time at the Ethereal Peak, I must have suffered a lot, right?"

During that time, Lin Yuhan did suffer too much.

But now, she smiled softly and said, "I don't have anything, speaking of which, I have to thank those people."

Her voice suddenly became very low, and her tone became very gentle.

“...... If it weren't for them, I'm afraid I'd never know that you still care about me at least......."

Yang Xiaofeng was already in turmoil. It seems that his heart has never been so messed up in any way.

For some reason, he suddenly became a little scared in his heart at this moment. But what was he afraid of?

Is it not, at this moment, he suddenly found that Lin Yuhan's feelings for him were too heavy, so heavy that it even made him a little worried.

This kind of relationship can no longer tolerate a trace of loss, but no matter how long he and her will be together, one day, he will always have to leave.

What will she do then?

She's a strong girl. But at the end of the day, she's just a girl.

"Yuhan, I'm ......", Yang Xiaofeng suddenly wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.

He couldn't think of what he should say to her at this moment.

"I know, I know ......", although he didn't say anything, the girl seemed to understand what he meant, and said with a light smile: "Brother Yang, you don't have to say anything, isn't it good for us to do this."

"Maybe", Yang Xiaofeng only laughed.

At this moment, he was facing away from the girl, if he was facing her, Lin Yuhan would find out how bitter the smile on his face was at this time. Even, in his bitter smile, there was too much helplessness.

The night is quieter, and the moonlight is more lonely.

Lin Yuhan suddenly stepped forward quickly, stood down beside him, looked in a certain direction, and said, "Brother Yang, listen."

"Listen to what"?

"Xiao Sheng".

"Xiao Sheng"?

Yang Xiaofeng listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a sound of silence in the dark night. It was faint, as if it had come from far away, but it was clear.

Lin Yuhan listened for a while, and then frowned slightly. Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Yang Xiaofeng and said in surprise: "Brother Yang, isn't this the song you played on the Ethereal Peak Hall that day?"

Yang Xiaofeng nodded and said, "This is indeed that tune."

"What ......", Lin Yuhan asked in surprise: "Could it be that there are other people who can also play this song"?

Yang Xiaofeng had untied the cloth bag behind him, took out Yu Xiao, and after looking at it for a while, he said silently: "This song and this Guan Xiao were all obtained by accident from a cave in the valley where my master and I lived in seclusion. It's no surprise that there are other people who can play this song."

Lin Yuhan thought for a while and said, "So, the person who is playing this song at this moment is the person you are talking about from Tianyinmen"?

Yang Xiaofeng said lightly: "Tianyinmen was a flash in the pan on the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, and it amazed the martial arts with the method of sound killing. Later, it suddenly declined, and the reason for this is unknown to outsiders, but it is not surprising that Tianyinmen has descendants alive."

At this moment, the woman he had met by chance a few nights ago suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Tianyinmen...... The method of sound killing ......", Lin Yuhan groaned for a while, and muttered: "It's not right." I hear it at the moment, except for the far-reaching artistic conception, there seems to be nothing special about this song. Why was it that when you played this song on the Ethereal Peak Hall that day, those people who were originally going to kill us suddenly seemed to be enchanted and fought wildly?"

Yang Xiaofeng said coldly: "It's just a tune, how can there be any magic." It is only the human heart that is truly demonic."

"The human heart is ...... Popularity...... Hehe......", Lin Yuhan suddenly sighed and smiled. For some reason, there was a little sadness in her heart at this moment. However, she did not know why she was grieving, whether it was for the sake of the heart or for herself.

"Alas......", in the end, only a faint sigh remained.

Yang Xiaofeng also sighed lowly, then raised the jade Xiao in his hand, put it to his mouth, and played it slowly.

The melodious sound of Xiao, along the moonlight, spread far, far away.

When his Xiao sound here, the Xiao sound on the other side suddenly stopped.

The faint voice, like a resentful woman, whispered lonely in the cold night about her lovesickness for the person in her heart.

Listening to it, Lin Yuhan was drunk.

He looked at Yang Xiaofeng stupidly, listening quietly, and he didn't know whether it was Xiao Sheng or Yang Xiaofeng himself who made her intoxicated.

I was so fascinated by it that Lin Yuhan didn't realize that Yang Xiaofeng had already finished the song.