() Chapter 683 The high-speed update of the Snowflakes Under the Tree chapter has begun, with the updated word count being 4689
One is the Xun song as desolate as the earth, and the other is the cool water-like Xun song. At this moment, under the moon spirit tree, the two slowly spread out, as if they were fused together. When I listened to it, I didn’t know which Xun song it was.
It was the flute music that aroused complicated thoughts in my heart.
The Xun song is full of sorrow, sobbing in the wind, and full of boundless sadness. It seems to be able to arouse the sadness accumulated in the heart over the years. At this moment, as time goes by, the sadness is getting stronger and stronger.
If before, Qin Xuan's flute music could be merged with the xun music, resolving some of the sad thoughts, then at this moment, Qin Xuan couldn't keep up. His flute music gradually became lower, as if it was fused with the xun music and turned into a song.
A sad thought.
"It seems that there is still a long way to go between me and Brother Kongyuan in the way of music!"
Qin Xuan shook his head, finally put away the flute, sat on the ground, and listened to the xun music quietly. Gradually, he was infected, and his heart was enveloped by the sadness. There was a touch of longing in the sadness.
"Yifei, where are you?"
Qin Xuan raised his head, looked at the Broken Moon in the sky, and sighed in his voice. It was already the sixth day since he entered the Broken Moon Realm, but in Qin Xuan's feeling, it felt like hundreds of thousands of years had passed.
generally.
"No matter where you are, I will find you! It's time... to leave!"
Qin Xuan made a decision in his heart. In that decision, he slowly closed his eyes, immersed his mind in the Xun song, and understood the way of music.
"A rhythm needs to be comprehended with the heart and fused with the soul. If you can't comprehend it, then everything is just an appearance and doesn't have much power!"
At some point, the Xun song disappeared, and Yue Kongyuan's somewhat deep voice slowly echoed in Qin Xuan's ears, and he...opened his eyes!
What was in front of him at this moment was a piece of snowflake as big as a goose feather falling from the sky, covering the ground layer by layer. When he looked at it, the ground at this moment was already a little white.
"When did it snow?"
"Just now!"
Yue Kongyuan took the wine bottle from her waist, opened it, took a sip, and then threw it to Qin Xuan, who took it.
"This snow will fall on time on the second day of my life. It...has a meaning! It can also be regarded as a promise!"
Yue Kongyuan's words echoed slowly, and to Qin Xuan's ears, they contained an unexplainable thought.
"We can walk to Baitou in the wind and snow, and we can do the same outside of the wind and snow. This is a promise! This is our Yueling Clan's promise today!"
His words echoed, but when Qin Xuan heard them, Qin Xuan's body was shocked. He didn't know whether those words were spoken by Yue Kongyuan himself or someone else!
At this time, there was a noise in the distance, and Yuekong Yuan stood up.
"Okay, I'm leaving. If you really want to learn the art of music, I will take you to a place tomorrow. Your friends can also go there. It is a place where you can gain insights only on snowy days.
place!"
Yue Kongyuan didn't ask for the jug back. After saying something, he left in the wind and snow. Qin Xuan looked at him and suddenly felt that his back was a little desolate, like the song of mourning.
"Everyone has their own secret. Since Brother Kongyuan doesn't want to tell it, it's best for me not to ask!"
Qin Xuan shook his head, stood up, looked at the wine bottle in his hand, smiled, and drank it in one gulp.
"water?"
Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and started drinking. At this moment, a figure ran over in the wind and snow in the distance.
"Brother Qin! You're awake!"
Nangong Ling'er screamed happily and ran over. Behind her were Cheng Tingting and others.
"Brother Xuanzi, do you know what the snow means?" Cheng Tingting ran over excitedly.
"What does it mean?" Qin Xuan shook his head.
"Brother Xuanzi, you don't know, this is another agreement!" Cheng Tingting said excitedly, "You and Sister Ling'er were walking in the wind and snow, and your heads turned white due to snowflakes, which means that no matter what the wind,
Whether it’s snow or wind, we can walk together till the end of time, this is a promise!”
"Yes, yes, Brother Qin, that's it!"
Nangong Ling'er gathered around Qin Xuan and said excitedly.
"Ah, it turns out there is such a meaning!"
"Yes, yes, brother Qin, let's go there quickly!"
As Nangong Ling'er said, Qin Xuan was pulled out by her and dragged into the wind and snow. There were already many people here. They were a couple of newcomers from the Moon Spirit Clan. They were under the snowflakes.
, turned white, just like the agreement in life, the vow of immortality.
"Wow, we're all graying out!"
"Haha, look at the snowball!"
"Tingting, don't keep looking at me, look at my snowball!"
"Wow, why is your snowball so big!"
As laughter spread, the originally serious atmosphere gradually dissipated and was replaced by joy, revealing the beauty of life.
"Sister Shishi!"
At this moment, she was wearing a snow-white lotus skirt, and her jet-black hair was also dyed white by snowflakes. Like the lotus flower, she conveyed the meaning of being out of the world.
"What are you looking at!"
Liu Shishi glared at Qin Xuan.
"Ah, I can't even look at it!"
Qin Xuan was very helpless, "Okay, I'll look at others!"
"How dare you!"
"Haha, how could I not dare!"
"Qin Xuan, don't run!"
"Ah, Brother Qin, look at the snowball!"
"Ah, don't touch me!"
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The snow was falling as always, and in the howling cold wind, the entire Broken Moon Realm was dyed white. The whiteness was cold and piercing into people's hearts.
In Shuiyue Pavilion!
Here at this moment, it is not as cold as the outside world, but with warmth. When the snowflakes in the sky fall, they are blown away by some force and swept away. At this moment, Qin Xuan and others are gathered around a fire, roasting.
Meat and drink wine.
"The snow is getting heavier and heavier! Yingying, have you ever had such heavy snow here?" Qin Xuan took the roasted meat, took a bite, and then asked Yue Yingying next to her.
"No, this is the biggest snow I have ever seen!" Yue Yingying shook her head.
"It's so cold outside!"
At this moment, the strong man Dahu came in, hurriedly ran to the fire, and sat down, "What kind of weather is this? I, Dahu, am almost freezing to death!"
"Second Senior Brother, you went to steal Grandpa Jiuxian's wine again!"
"No way, little junior sister, please don't always accuse me wrongly. I really didn't steal Grandpa Jiu Xian's wine this time!"
"Then what are you doing, Second Senior Brother?"
"Haha, of course I'm going to see the snow!"
"Only a ghost can believe this!" Yue Yingying gave him a white look, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It's so cold outside that we can't play. It's really boring!"
Suddenly her eyes rolled, as if she thought of something, and she hurriedly ran to Qin Xuan, "Brother Qin, do you have any stories? Why don't you tell us a story! I want to hear a story!"
"Telling stories?"
Qin Xuan glanced at her and felt bored, so he nodded, "Okay, but what story should I tell you? Well, then the story of the Condor Heroes!"
"The story of the Condor Heroes?"
"Yes, that is a very beautiful love story!"
Qin Xuan smiled. Under the wind and snow, beside the fire, a group of people quietly listened to the story told by Qin Xuan. The brilliance of the story, like the flames on the fire, brightened everyone's eyes.
Heart.
This kind of brightness may be just a short-lived thing for others, and what passes is past, but at this moment there is such a person, he is sitting by the fire, holding wine in his hand, and he drinks the wine,
As usual.
But if someone pays attention, they can see that the man's hand holding the wine flask is trembling, and his body is trembling slightly. His face with closed eyes, illuminated by the flames, has a kind of vague look.
The excitement of enlightenment.
"Little Dragon Girl...Long Er...why do you look so similar to me in my dream? Why does this story make me feel so familiar? Why, why, what did I forget..."
As Qin Xuan spoke, his body was trembling more and more at this moment. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, the trembling of his body stopped instantly.
He picked up the flask from which the wine was poured out and put it to his mouth.
He is Yuekongyuan!
"Long'er... I think... I should know who I am but... I need to be sure. Qin Xuan told this story, which made the vague memories in my dream a little clearer. Qin Xuan has something to do with us.
Well, when I repay the favor tomorrow... I will go find you and see if the memory in the dream... is real..."
"Long'er... you wait for me..."
Beside the fire, Yue Kongyuan said the words that no one cared about at this moment. In Qin Xuan's story, the memories from his dreams were brought up, which gave him a clear understanding, but more...
It's missing.
"In that story, they... missed us for sixteen years, and we, if everything is true, then we... have been through countless reincarnations. In that reincarnation, I want to find you, just like now...
...Long'er...wait for me..."
Yue Kongyuan murmured and drank the wine in the pot. The wine was originally very spicy, but for him at this moment, it was no longer spicy, but sweet. That sweetness was like being intoxicated!
The snow was falling, the wind was blowing, Qin Xuan's story slowly echoed under the flickering flames, the wine in Yue Kongyuan's hand was lifted and dropped from time to time, and at this moment, he, who had never been drunk before,
Drunk!
That drunkenness is the drunkenness that has found its own memory. It is the drunkenness that has found the treasure in the palm of its hand in countless reincarnations. That drunkenness is "charming"!
"Okay, I'm done telling my story. How about it? It's beautiful!"
At some point, Qin Xuan once again picked up the wine pot that had been dropped next to him and shook it. The wine there was gone, just like his story was finished under a pot of wine, like a reincarnation.
"It's so beautiful! Brother Qin, it's so great that Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu finally met! I like this story so much!"
"Haha, just like it!"
Qin Xuan put down the wine bottle in his hand, took another one, pulled out the lid, and drank slowly.
"Qin Xuan, thank you!"
At this moment, Yue Kongyuan opened his eyes. He looked at Qin Xuan, with gratitude in his eyes, and raised the wine bottle. Qin Xuan was stunned when he saw him raising the wine bottle.
, even though he was puzzled, he still raised the bottle and took a sip.