Xu Menghan looked at Situ Mingkong, and said softly: "In fact, this poem is a whim of Xianggong, although this poem is not the leader in his life, but it is of great significance, he and I like this poem very much・・・・・・" Xu Menghan looked at the pale but sincere rhetoric on the paper, and closed his beautiful eyes again・・・・・・

Xu Menghan took out the guqin she was carrying, used a piece of earth and stone next to her as a stool, sat down, put the guqin on the plain skirt, her fingers fluctuated the strings, and in an instant, a wisp of sound like heaven came out of the guqin, and with this sound, a burst of fragrance drifted into the distance. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Xuan Menghan played music on the piano while singing fairy music to himself, transforming the poem into a beautiful wisp of singing, and sang leisurely:

"Starry,

Can I see you across the galaxy?

Not afraid of being far away,

I just want to rush to you at this moment.

The past is like smoke,

Haunting dreams,

Add to the thoughts in my heart.

Even if you pursue ten thousand years,

The love in this life remains the same!"

This poem is heard again, but Situ Mingkong is even more intriguing, and the lyrics and songs that are difficult to reach the elegant hall on the surface are no less than the lyrics of Liu Yong and Su Dongpo in the eyes of Xu Menghan and Situ Mingkong, two people with deep literary skills. Situ Mingkong heard the sound of this rhythm disappearing, and the last trace of strings also dissipated in the world, and couldn't help but say:

"Menghan, your singing and piano music are matched with Brother Ning's poems, it's really beautiful," Situ Mingkong smiled, "You don't have to be bitter, it's not easy to taste 'true love' like the two of you in the world." Situ Mingkong scratched his head, "If I am asked to dedicate my life for Ling'er and Yueru, I will also be very happy, our lives have been integrated into each other, we are already like this, there will be nothing in the world worth worrying about, with this, this life is enough!"

Void Menghan gave a gift of ten thousand blessings, and said softly: "Brother Li, thank you・・・・・・"

Situ Mingkong shook his hand, and returned to his previous desperate face, without saying a word.

Xuan Menghan put away the guqin, and then said: "Brother Li, I want to recast the spell to conjure the Taoyuan Illusion, and then bury the Xianggong Chang there, which will also make him feel at ease!" When Xuan Menghan said this, his eyes revealed a trace of emotion that others could not perceive. Although Situ Mingkong was cautious, at this moment, he didn't scruple so much, and he let go of this subtle expression of emotion・・・・・・

Void Dream Han shook his fingers, and then he saw that the original strange red waning moon in the sky had turned into a "clear light and bright shadow cluster", and the surrounding area was already a clear wave ripple, and countless clear light points were floating in the air, as beautiful as flying snow. Void Dream Han said softly:

"The void is endless, accompanied by a peach source, and this is home-"

After reading this word, you can see that this rough and unpredictable world has changed back to the dream in the peach source, in the dream of this peach source, there are still red and willow green, the four seasons are long, and you can't see half a different kind of sorrow, here, only gentle and elegant, gentle and picturesque・・・・・・

Situ Mingkong said: "Bury Brother Ning behind the wooden house!"

Situ Mingkong carried Ning Yelin's body on his back, and walked on the path of this Taoyuan Dream Realm with Xumenghan, and the target was the place where Xumenghan and Ning Yelin lived before, a simple wooden house!

It didn't take long for the two of them to come to the wooden house, Situ Mingkong went to the side of the wooden house and touched a shovel, found a place where flowers and leaves were lush and the environment was elegant, and then he began to dig a pit with a shovel. After a long time, Situ Mingkong's task had been completed, so he said to Xumenghan:

"Okay, let's bury him, let him be accompanied by green mountains and green waters, red flowers and green grass, and it will be pleasant!"

Although Xuan Menghan said that it was not as painful as at the beginning, he was still "crying first" at this moment, so he just nodded and didn't say more. When Situ Mingkong saw her appearance, he didn't say more, took out a straw mat, rolled Ning Yelin, and put it on top of the dust. Subsequently, the natural soil was re-covered with Na Ning Yelin. His face gradually blurred, gradually invisible・・・・・・ Xumenghan finally shed tears at this moment・・・・・・

Situ Mingkong said: "Let's set up a monument for him!" Situ Mingkong thought, so he found a wooden board from the side, and saw that the wood was quite soft, so he said "yes", and then took out a brush shaft on his waist, went to the house to grind, and then dipped it with a pen, came out of the gatehouse, came to this monument, and wrote the following words with the inscription:

"The curtain of Xianggong Ning Yelin, the one who stands - the wife Menghan!"

Situ Mingkong's words dragon flying and phoenix dancing, like a dragon and snake swimming, quite atmospheric. Situ Mingkong's font is not only good on the surface, but also contains all kinds of affectionate feelings, although Situ Mingkong is still young, but what he has experienced, there is no shortage of things. This person is sophisticated, and through the display of this font, people will not think that he is a young man who is less than twenty years old.

Situ Mingkong glanced back at Xumenghan, saw her tears hanging on her cheeks, and sighed: "Why are you sad?" Situ Mingkong glanced at the tombstone and said, "Let's go, it's useless to stay here!"

After Situ Mingkong finished speaking, he pulled Xumenghan and turned his head and left, not letting him sink into this sad atmosphere again.

The two of them left the grave, and Situ Mingkong said: "Menghan, cast a spell, let's go out of this Taoyuan Illusion Realm, Ling'er and they are still in great danger!" Situ Mingkong thought of the strange spell of the skeleton demon spirit he had encountered before, which could actually seal his own magic force, and he couldn't help but feel very frightened, and he was going to ask that virtual dream Han, but at this moment she was already very sad, Situ Mingkong didn't want to use this thing to bother her, so it was better to let her be quiet.

Void Dream Han cast a spell, and the two returned to this strange world.

Situ Mingkong looked around at this moment, and found that it was empty and vast, without any human population, and further away was purple smoke, and it was difficult to see anything. Situ Mingkong couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Where will they run to this Ling'er?" Situ Mingkong thought, becoming more and more anxious.

Xu Menghan said: "Brother Li, I am a demon, I can soar through the clouds and mist, you are also proficient in the sword immortal arts, let's rise to the air first, so that it is more appropriate to find, efficient and not easy to be attacked by demons!"

Situ Mingkong listened to Xumenghan's words, and couldn't help but pat his head and smile: "Yes, why am I so stupid, I'm confused!" Situ Mingkong hurriedly unsheathed the seven-star sword, and then said to himself, "Hehe, I really can't do without this sword, I think it was just missing it for such a short time, I almost lost my life in the mouth of the monster, you can't leave me from now on, haha!" Situ Mingkong joked to himself, so he controlled the seven-star sword, stepped on a piece of blue light, and slowly flew into the distance.

Seeing that Situ Mingkong was moving so fast, he didn't drag, he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and then he rose into the air, his sleeves fluttering, breaking through the wind and clouds all the way, following Situ Mingkong's sword light, and flying forward.

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