[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

But I never seriously thought about loving you. "

The more she spoke, the more anxious and angry she became, as if she was talking about herself, with pain and resentment in her eyes.

Murong Ziying shook his head in a daze, and took a step back. How could he believe such words, but he was already caught in the emotion of a woman, the pain made it hard for him to breathe, his whole body was about to tremble, but he was still sinking deeper and deeper, and his thoughts couldn't help himself Controlling, the more I think about it, the more I fear, and I am actually picked out with hatred.

Ruan Er didn't even give him a chance to breathe, and pushed forward step by step, every word he said: "You know that he treats you like a child, so it's not love, it's doting, he just can't bear to let you wait for a hundred years, but he accidentally treats you like a child." You are too indulgent, and you have cut off your path to immortality."

"At the end of the day, he only has himself and his clan in his heart. What are you?"

"It's so pitiful..."

Before the words fell, Solanum nigrum attacked again, but Ruan Er swung it down lightly, and fell hard between the yellow flowers and bones. With a scream, it turned back to blue.

This scream seemed to have awakened Murong Ziying, he bit his lip, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the woman, but saw the woman chuckled lightly, very happily.

"People who fall into 'love' are really so easy to deceive." Ruan Er smiled, stepped forward to pat Murong Ziying on the shoulder, and said apologetically, "I and Changqin are also considered friends, just kidding." , don’t take it to heart.”

"You!" Murong Ziying was so angry that she couldn't speak, she ruthlessly flicked her sleeves, the sound of the wind was deafening, she turned around to help Solanum nigrum up.

When I looked again, the woman was gone.From what the woman said, Huaiwei is definitely not in the Demon Realm, but he also knows that he is still safe, that's enough.

Ruan Er's technique of deceiving the mind is really ingenious. Today's Murong Ziying, because of indulging in love and desire, has no pure heart, joy, fear, sorrow, lasciviousness, and lust is hard to fill under the madness. Being deceived in this treacherous place, she even went off the rails The danger of enchantment.This joke was too big, but fortunately she still missed her friends.

Penglai is spring in all seasons.

On the day when the princess was born, although Huaiwei was rude, he did not say anything wrong. The nobles of the Tang Dynasty sometimes married princesses from small countries, but there was no reason to be a concubine. Even overseas fairy islands are barbarians.

No one mentioned the matter of the son-in-law anymore, how could Huaiwei contempt for foreigners so much that he would marry him, and Xunfang is the future king of Penglai, so he should give up thinking about it.

The two never saw each other again, Huaiwei was alone at home, reading books and playing the piano to pass the time.In this small courtyard, the sound of the piano seems to have never stopped, lingering into dreams.

The sound of the zither is as lingering as water and as decisive as a knife, like a prodigal son who is passionate and has no half-heartedness, talking to himself alone in the courtyard.

The laurel trees hung in the waning moon, separated by a wall, the branches and leaves spread out of the wall, covering the moonlight on both sides.

Huaiwei was playing the piano under the moon, his white clothes were like the moon reflected in the water, when he played the piano lightly, he was gentle and serious, as if he was comforting his beloved lover, there was nothing else in his eyes, not even the moonlight could be reflected.

The sound of the piano in the wall paused for a while, and when it started again, there was singing outside the wall.

Autumn flowers are purple, and autumn butterflies are yellow and velvet.

The flowers are low and the butterflies are new and small, flying and playing in the west and east.

When the cool breeze comes at dusk, flowers fall one after another.

Late at night, the white dew is cold, and the butterfly is dead in the bush.

Day and night are all dead, and all kinds of qi follow each other.

Thousand-year-old cranes are not seen, but Baizhang pines live mostly.

By the last sentence, there is no harmony of the piano sound, and the girl's clear and spiritual voice swayed into the night wind.

Huaiwei opened the door and went out, and saw Xunfang standing outside the shade of the tree, covered in moonlight, like a illusory fairy in the mist, Huaiwei turned sideways to face her, without turning her head, let alone looking at her.

"The relationship between us has not yet begun, why is it short-lived, what is the use of you falling into this misery alone?" Huaiwei sighed very lightly, the voice was softer, but the helpless sadness was stronger, and the determination was more ruthless like a blade, "You Destined to be the king of Penglai, as a king, maybe he is not qualified to talk about love."

Xun Fang nodded and smiled, her smile was beautiful and holy: "You are right, I don't want to disappoint my subjects, I can't do it."

Huai Wei finally turned around, looked at her, and said, "My friend has found me, I have to leave."

Xun Fang asked in surprise, "Now?"

Huai Wei said: "Now."

Xun Fang couldn't help but took a step forward: "I wanted to give you a piano."

Huaiwei looked at her more intently, but heard her say: "But it's not done yet."

A qin, the girl's three years of infatuation are hidden in her heart, this heart is buried in the qin.

"It's okay." Huai smiled, "You can give it to me whenever you want."

He doesn't care, never cared about this heart.Xun Fang looked at him, thinking that this was the last time she would take one last look at the white-haired man, and remembering his gentle smile, she turned around.

"Let's go." She said, as if she was seeing off a guest.

"I have always wanted to accept you as a disciple, teach you many things, and teach you to become a real king."

She listened to the man's last words, and heard the man's footsteps moving away, getting farther and farther away. She listened more and more hard, didn't look back, and finally didn't look back.

No.60 once

The green mountains and clear waters are carved like a piece of pure emerald, and the red glow of the setting sun sheds the light of red gold, like depicting golden strands on the emerald, and a bamboo raft is floating on the water formed by dripping emerald, moving forward gently.

There were only two people on the bamboo raft, but the one holding the wormwood was a slim woman in a blue shirt, her face was covered by a scarf, and a man in white clothes and white hair stood with her back, his long sleeves and long hair were blown in one place by the wind, like in the snow. Out and about.

Huai Wei was admiring the beauty of the mountains and rivers with his hands behind his back, suddenly Ruan Er sighed softly and said, "You didn't say a word all the way, do you really have nothing to say?"

"In the face of a terrible thing, how can you speak up?" Huai Wei turned to look at her, but he was smiling, his body was pure and flawless, and he looked even more serene.

Ruan Er pretended to be surprised, the veil on her face was slightly blown by the wind, revealing her chin and smiling lips: "There are still things in this world that scare you."

Huaiwei smiled again, a gentle and peaceful smile, but it was cut to pieces by the raised white hair, like a painting torn apart by life.A drop of water was reluctant to part with his almost transparent fingertips, and finally fell on the bamboo. His jade snow-like person seemed to turn into water and disappear.

"You are really scared." Ruan Er looked at his hands in a gentle voice, and stated, "You are so scared that you are sweating coldly, so as not to be too embarrassing, you will gather all the cold sweat all over your body and drip it down in one place." .”

The corners of Huaiwei's lips curled up in a bitter arc, and he curled up his fingers: "I'm laughing."

Ruan Er didn't care about Huai Wei's emotions, she shrugged her shoulders and said no more.Artemisia longis penetrated deep into the clear water, pushed between the rocks, and made shallow and thin waves, and the bamboo raft moved faster.

The palaces in the demon world are all made of stones. The demons have a long life, and they have no natural aura in the heavens.

However, even though it is built of cold stone, it is still gorgeous and bright. The murals and carvings are simple and powerful, obviously very old, but every little thing is exquisite and lovely, and the decoration is warm. The owner here loves his home very much.

The maidservant led the way, opened the heavy stone doors, the corridor was also filled with sunlight, and there were flowers on both sides, Ruan Er walked in it, the sunlight added warmth to her, but she made the flowers pale.

There is a lotus pond in the bedroom, and on the stone platform beside the pond, there is a piece of dirty broken piano.

Huai Wei looked at it obsessively, his eyes were unprecedentedly bright, he could not wait to rush towards it.The remnant piano seemed to sense the arrival of its master, and hurriedly washed off the filth. The strings revealed bright red gold, and the finely carved phoenix patterns wrapped around the body of the paulownia qin. People like that, jumping for joy.

For a long time, they waited for each other, waiting for the day when they could be reunited. They lived together in this world, and no one was closer than each other.

With Fenglai, he will recover his strength, he will never lose his soul again, he will never feel the pain of crossing his soul, he will never be alone again, Huaiwei's tenderness will also become warm, as if there is a ball of fire stuck in his chest, scorching hot Excited again, he blinked his eyes, not to let the tears fall, and lightly passed over the strings one by one, slowly pressed his face to it, and rubbed it affectionately.

The relationship between Changqin and Fenglai is naturally not just the relationship between the master and the weapon. Ruan Er didn't understand such a relationship, but felt uncomfortable all over, rubbed his arms, and said strangely: "Is this your favorite thing?" Take the broken piano, then your little lover will die of grief."

"It's just that I'm a little happy to see my friend." Huai Wei coughed lightly, restrained his emotions a little, Qi Yin took Feng Lai into his body, and then turned to ask, "How is he?"

Ruan Er said: "He is waiting for you outside the devil world, if I hadn't disturbed his mind, I'm afraid I would have followed him even if I was desperate."

Hearing this, Huaiwei suddenly got up, with anger on his face: "You tricked him? He will go crazy!"

"Don't worry, I have a measure." In front of Huaiwei, Ruan Er's voice was as cold as a cold front for the first time, and her beautiful eyes were so cold that it made hair stand on end, "Could it be because I said a few words to him, you Do you want to kill me?"

Huai Wei looked at his hand, the strings of the piano had already condensed under his fingers, his love for Murong Ziying seemed to have become an instinct.

Ruan Er laughed again, but immediately lowered his eyebrows with a distressed look, half threatening and half sighing and said: "You get Fenglai, and it will take hundreds of years to repair it. It's easy to break anything, but you can't get it. It’s too difficult to fix it.”

Seeing that Huaiwei didn't care about her words, Ruan Er became serious and said: "Fenglai is the treasure of the Six Realms, but only you can use it in the Six Realms, and it is trash in the hands of others. You can exchange this trash for I am really sorry for your 130 years of suffering."

Huai Wei knew that she was offering him a condition, she seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and immediately said: "In this case, you can help Murong become a fairy."

"Okay, I promise you, but how do you