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Living in his ear whispered: "You let him go."

Ye Qi glanced at him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Li Henian still wanted to pester him, but the person behind him slashed the back of his neck with a palm, threw it on his shoulder and carried him away.

Chong Taixuan turned his head, unwilling to look at him: "I am in such a situation now, you are by my side, but you are implicated by me in vain, they let you go just now, why don't you go?"

Ye Qi smiled and said, "Even if you let me go, I wouldn't want to, let alone them."

When he said this, he saw Zhai Wangjiyue's white Taoist robe flowing out of the dust in the distance, and he just looked at him quietly, neither approaching him nor speaking.

Ye Qi closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes to look again, there was no one there, and what he saw just now seemed like a dream.

Chong Taixuan suddenly yelled loudly: "Why don't you leave! I chased and killed you and never showed mercy, why don't you leave!"

But Ye Qi hugged him, and said: "I haven't done anything, even if I fall into their hands, I can save my life, why should you worry about me. Although they don't dare to kill you, but your freedom is not You are so proud, how can I be willing to see you fall into the dust?"

Chong Taixuan wrapped his arms around his waist, his voice was already sobbing: "If I escape, I will attack the Central Plains Wulin..."

Ye Qi interrupted him, saying: "Some things, if you make a mistake once, you won't make a second mistake..."

Chong Taixuan shook his head: "I can't escape from Mount Ai Lin at all, why should you stay with me for nothing?"

"Who said that?" Ye Qi asked.

Chong Taixuan opened his eyes wide, but felt that someone grabbed the pulse door and fell limp on the ground.

Ye Qi bent down and untied his clothes, swapped them with his own, thought for a while, took off the long sword from his waist, and placed it beside Chong Taixuan.

Although his figure is too dark and thin, but with a little change of clothes, he can't be seen very well, it's because the two of them have been together for a long time, and they are used to each other like the back of their hands, now that they changed their clothes, they did it intentionally, and they look like each other .

He whispered next to the other party's ear: "When night falls, I will lure Yi Chifeng away. Once your acupoints are unblocked, run away in the opposite direction."

Chong Taixuan's eyes were cracked, he stared at him fiercely, but he couldn't utter a word.

Ye Qi saw that the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, bent down and stroked his hand a few times, and said in a low voice: "I hope you will be well. Both Zhu Baishi and Li Henian once said that I was indecisive, but they were actually quite right. I Without your cruel heart, even if you want to be a villain, you are not as good as you."

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and took a bite of Chong Taixuan's earlobe: "But I still hate you." After finishing speaking, he got up and left without stopping.

The branches and leaves are intertwined, and people walk through it, but after a few breaths of effort, they can no longer see the figure.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Zhong Taixuan's body was finally able to move. He got up, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and followed the direction Ye Qi left, step by step, without any hesitation.

In the spring of that year, it was the time when the relationship between the two of them was strong.The jacarandas are full of branches, which are as big as a canopy. When the wind passes, they will fall like rain.

The grass was as soft as grass, and Ye Qi half-lyed on it, feeling very comfortable, and said to Chong Taixuan beside him: "I and you are clearly acquainted for the first time, but I feel infinite joy in my heart, it seems like an old friend from a previous life reunited, do you think it's amazing? "

Chong Taixuan put his arms on his shoulders, leaned forward and blew away the blue-purple petals in his hair, and said in a low voice: "My heart is the same."

Ye Qi sighed suddenly, and Zhong Taixuan felt strange, and asked him why, but he heard the other party say: "This friendship is deep, and there is no room for flaws. The worse the friendship, once there are turmoil, the greater the barrier."

Chong Taixuan poured a glass of wine with a smile, and said: "But even if there is a estrangement, those friendships cannot be faked. How deep the resentment is, the love will be as strong."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed again: "I don't know if having a glass of wine has a different taste?"

Ye Qi poured a glass of wine together, hooked fingers with him, and said, "If you're curious, you'll know once you try it."

"Okay."

That glass of wine was the most unforgettable taste in Zhong Taixuan's life, and he never met it again in his dream.

Someone once told him...

"If it's for you, life and death will not matter."

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The scholar has a lyre, which has been handed down from his ancestors. It has been more than a thousand years since his generation, and it has been carefully maintained and carefully maintained.

That day, there was thunder in the sky, the scholar's hands trembled, and the lyre fell to the ground in half, and the strings fell apart.

Huang Sheng, a friend of the scholar, has a luan rubber hidden in his home. He asked for it, and returned to the piano as before.

The guqin that has been around for more than a thousand years gave birth to the spirit of the qin, but it is a pity that the scholar's naked eyes and mortal bodies will never be seen.

Huang Sheng's luan jelly is also unusual. It is made of phoenix beak and rare horns. It was originally owned by the immortal family.

No better than Qin Ling who cannot be separated from her original body, lacks knowledge, and is easy to deceive. Because of the generosity of her master, Luanjiao has a lot of sex, has seen and heard a lot, and even named herself Luanjiao.

One day he lazily followed the scholar to his house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a young man in scarlet clothes sitting on the table, biting a piece of dog's tail grass he picked up somewhere, with his bare snow-white feet dangling from side to side, without any clues. a positive shape.

Luan Jiao saw that this was the qin spirit, and couldn't help being startled, thinking: This qin spirit is really different.

As soon as he thought about it, he turned his eyes and saw a man in black clothes sitting beside him, who looked at him, nodded his head slightly, dignified and stable.

...and also Qin Ling.

Luan Jiao looked around, only to find a Guqin broken in two.

interesting.He was originally sitting on the scholar's shoulders, wrapped around the other's neck like a boneless snake, at this moment he became excited, got off the ground by himself, and shook his sleeves.

The young man in scarlet clothes also crossed his legs, staring straight at him with a pair of clear and lingling eyes, but his expression was unkind, he spat out the grass in a "bah", and said, "Who are you?"

Luan Jiao thought he was well-informed and didn't care about this little Qin Ling, so he pursed his lips and smiled quite self-confidently: "You will know later."

He licked his lips again.

The young man glared, and his white jade-like face was reddened: "The prostitute!"

Luan Jiao was surprised: "I have some knowledge."

The young man raised his chin, very proud, he didn't want to be ripped off by the man in black clothes beside him.

He pulled back his shirt, and went to the other side, with an impatient face: "What are you doing, dumb?"

The man was extremely helpless, but just looked at him and didn't speak.

Really dumb.

Luan Jiao saw the interest.

The scholar didn't know how lively his room was, so he just tidied up the broken piano and took out the glue.

After all, Qin Ling was limited by her original body, no matter if she was a boy or a man, she felt a pulling force, and it was time to come back to one place again.

The two of them quarreled, the man didn't care, the young man in scarlet clothes was very unhappy, and for a while he looked at Luan Jiao even more fiercely.

Luan Jiao would not be afraid of him, so he yawned and walked over with three steps, propped himself up and sat beside the piano, and stretched out his arms to embrace the young man.

Although he was tired and lazy, he was tall enough to hold the young man in his arms.

The young man in scarlet clothes struggled to no avail, but the other party put his head on top of his head, and when he laughed softly, even his body trembled.

Perhaps it was not the time when all the ancient gods appeared together. For many years, Luan Jiao had never seen other spiritual beings except for these two zither spirits.

Not much, but enough,

But he was merciless under his hand, pinched the opponent's chin with two fingers, raised it slightly, and leaned forward to press a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

The boy's scalp exploded, and he kept moving in his arms, but Luan Jiao held his hands steady and didn't give him a chance.

He broke out in a sweat, only then remembered that there was someone beside him, and hurriedly shouted: "Dumb! Dumb! Help me!"

The man in Xuanshang was stunned for a moment, and then said to Luan Jiao: "... Pavilion... Exit..."

Luan Jiao raised his eyebrows and looked closely at the broken Guqin.It turns out that although there are two points, one is long and the other is short, and most of the strings are broken on the short one.

Although the man spoke with difficulty, he was not a mute after all.

Luan Jiao found it interesting, so he stretched out his arms and pulled him into his arms, just like hugging him left and right.

The young man's eyes were burning, and he opened his mouth to scold something ugly, but he didn't want his lips to be blocked by the other party before he could say a word.

Luan Jiao looked irritating, but his lips were soft and sweet. With a kiss, the young man's anger dissipated. He didn't regain his senses until the other party let go and wiped his lips with his thumb.

There was a lot of trouble on their side, the scholar dipped Luan glue and lighted it on the piano.

When the young man saw it, he pushed Luan Jiao hard and screamed, "Get away! I don't want you to touch me!"

Luan Jiao was very calm: "It's useless to look for me, talk to your master."

The man in Xuanshang didn't speak, but stared blankly at Duanqin, his face was blank, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Luan Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to leave a superficial kiss on his lips.

The man looked back at him very slowly, his face was neither white nor red, really like an old pine tree.

There was no anger in his eyes, he just looked at Luan Jiao.

Luan Jiao quietly went to play tricks on the young man in scarlet clothes.

No matter how loud Ren Juvenile screamed, he couldn't show himself in front of the scholar, so he could only watch the luan glue covering the section little by little.

Luan Jiao's ears were almost deafened by him, and he whispered to him: "Shout again, let's see how I deal with you."

The boy stopped his voice and looked at him with dark eyes.

Luan Jiao let out a long breath of satisfaction.

Luanjiao is really extraordinary, the scholar pushed the two pieces of the violin towards the middle, they fit seamlessly, and the broken strings went back one by one, it seems that they have returned to their original state.

The boy was not happy: "It's uncomfortable! It's so uncomfortable!"

After all, although it looks the same, there is something more.

Seeing him shouting, Luan Jiao was about to carry out the previous threat, not wanting to be empty, not only the young man, but also the man in Xuansang disappeared.

He was still sitting in the same place, thinking in a daze: Could it be that he returned to the original body?

That's right, the body of the piano was damaged before and could not be returned, but now it is no longer a problem.

At the conclusion, suddenly there was a piece of taupe-colored sleeves in front of my eyes, and when I looked up, I saw a young man in a long gown with picturesque features, who smiled softly: "I have no music in my heart, I was taken care of earlier."

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