A piece of music breaks the heart and intestines, where can I find a close friend in the end of the world?
The pear blossoms fade, only the roses are red in the snow.
A beauty smiles, and the past cannot be forgotten.
A song of reincarnation is painful, where will I see you again in this body.
A song can cause chaos in the country. This sword is born to be extraordinary. The floating clouds are not my intention. It takes ten thousand years at the flick of a finger!
Among the floating mountains, Lin Yun was among the vast mountains and forests. He played five pieces in a row. Each piece had no specific score, and he played it at will based on the emotions in his heart.
All the joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all the passion and tenderness in his heart are all in the five music scores. The sound of the flute is between heaven and earth, between the mountains and forests, filling the heart and blooming brightly.
Each song is his true feelings. The first song is his loneliness and isolation, as well as all the suppressed pain and torture he experienced on the road to heaven.
The second song is for Senior Sister Xinyan, the third song is for Yue Weiwei, and the fourth song is for Su Ziyao.
These are the three most important women in his life, each of them has irreplaceable weight. Many times, he only knows how to cherish them after they are lost.
I didn't understand it at the time, but the emotion settled in my heart like old wine. The longer it stayed, the deeper it hurt.
For example, Senior Sister Xinyan, he only realized with horror that Senior Sister occupies such an important position in his heart.
For example, Yue Weiwei looked at the jade flute in his hand and immediately pictured the girl in red looking back and smiling at the maple forest by the river.
Seeing the moon for the first time by the red leaves on the riverside, a beauty smiles and misses her life. From then on, it will be hard to break the bond of love, and it will be hard to recall the past again.
Lin Yun looked at the jade flute in his hand, stunned.
In the fourth song, he is brother to Su Ziyao. This is his lover in two lives. How painful reincarnation is. He is Lin Yun of the earth and Lin Yun of the sword slave. But Lin Yun of the earth is no longer there, and so is the sword slave Lin Yun.
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After two lifetimes of suffering, I will never see you again in this body.
Saying goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun narrowly escaped death on the road to heaven, only to come to Kunlun when he reached the top. But where can we meet again? When can we meet again?
How can the pain of reincarnation be compared to the word love!
In the last song, he sang for the Flower Burial Sword in his hand, and also for himself. How can we be the things in the pond? This sword was born to be extraordinary.
The master of Shengjian Mountain wields his sword and sings loudly. The floating clouds are not my will. I can snap my fingers for ten thousand years!
The same is true for Lin Yun. How can the sword in his hand be trapped under the floating clouds and one day be in the sky?
In the mountains and forests, there are countless sword-like flowers formed into ice crystals, filling the void. In the blink of an eye, they look like stars in the sky, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Under the night, such beautiful scenery is fascinating.
"Using the flute to control the sword, that's how it is."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, and at this moment he completely understood that the true meaning of wielding a sword with a flute is the word love.
There was heat flowing between his eyebrows. Lin Yun closed his eyes and felt that there was a majestic sword intent accumulating between his eyebrows. He wanted to break something, but he was unable to break it out.
"Is the fourth-grade sword intention related to this?"
Lin Yun touched the center of his eyebrows thoughtfully. This was not the first time. When his sword intention became more advanced, the center of his eyebrows would move like this.
It turns out that the sound of the flute can also help me improve my swordsmanship. Lin Yun thought to himself that in this case, practicing the flute is indeed practicing swordsmanship.
I am really looking forward to seeing what kind of light this sword intention in the sky can shine in my hands.
Wow!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved, and the sword-like flowers dotting the mountain forest rose into the sky from the mountain peaks like Kongming lanterns.
It's so beautiful that it makes people fall in love with it.
A fourth-grade sword spirit might be as beautiful as this, Lin Yun thought softly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Just when Lin Yun was about to leave, the ethereal and high-pitched piano music suddenly sounded from the one hundred and eight floating peaks around Shengjian Mountain. The piano music sounded like fairy music among the peaks lingering in the sky, and instantly
It touches people's heartstrings.
What a brilliant piano sound!
Lin Yun was secretly surprised. This master of the piano was probably more powerful than the previous Qingjian Mountain master.
Yiren is many times smarter.
He was so fascinated by the sound that he couldn't help but rise into the air and patrol the sound above the floating clouds.
After getting closer, Lin Yun spread out his arms, and the clouds and mist were like layers of curtains, unveiled layer by layer in front of him.
When the clouds and fog cleared, Lin Yun saw the person playing the piano in his field of vision. In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, there was a woman playing the piano in the pavilion, her ten fingers as white as snow, constantly playing with the strings.
What a nice view!
Just from these hands, one can tell that the owner of the hands must be a peerless beauty.
Lin Yun looked up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, it was her!
The woman was dressed in white and wore a white gauze bamboo hat, with a faintly beautiful face reflected in the haze.
But if you look closely, you can't really see the appearance clearly through a layer of fog.
Lin Yun was certain in his heart that she was the mysterious woman in Feiyun Palace seven days ago, the woman in white who was secretly staring at him.
Lin Yun remained calm and quietly approached, hiding in the clouds and mist to observe.
Click!
The sound of the piano in the hand of the woman in white stopped suddenly, but one of the strings broke. She said leisurely, "Mr. Lin, since you are here, there is no need to hide. I have been waiting for you."
Being discovered, Lin Yun smiled awkwardly and walked out in the mist.
When he came to the cliff and the pavilion, he found that five wine glasses had been placed on the table beside him, and the glasses were all filled with wine.
"Girl, are you waiting for me?"
Lin Yun asked curiously.
The woman in white smiled and said softly: "I haven't played the piano for many years. After hearing Mr. Lin's five flute tunes tonight, I felt something and felt sad. So I picked up my old skills and wanted to attract Mr. Lin.
It made Mr. Lin laugh."
"Young Master Lin..." Lin Yun muttered and smiled: "You know my last name, so it seems that it was indeed you that day."
The woman in white did not deny it, and said softly: "They said that the road to heaven is a strange person, so I came to see it. It is indeed a strange person, otherwise I would have missed a good show. The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled; seven steps can make a sword."
, Climbing to the top of Holy Sword Mountain, the sound of the avenue and the bells of the sword echoed through the floating clouds."
"This is a strange enough thing. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to have such accomplished flute music. It's really an eye-opener for this little girl."
Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to be praised in this way, and said softly: "I just practice the flute, there is no way to talk about my attainments."
"But this flute sound has clearly captured the essence of the music. The sound of the phoenix flute is as if it is floating in the sky. But I want to know even more, why Mr. Lin's flute sound is so melancholy, it makes people moved... Endless sadness, endless loneliness
, Endless joys and sorrows." The woman in white looked up at Lin Yun, her voice was clear and sweet, like jade beads falling on a plate.
The smile on Lin Yun's face instantly faded, and he looked quite surprised. He didn't expect anyone to hear the true meaning of the song, and he couldn't help but show a little bitterness on his face.
"Girl, do you want to hear a story?"
Lin Yun was silent for a moment. For some reason, he did have the desire to speak.
"Please sit, please drink. You said, I listen." Bai Yun's woman reached out.
Lin Yun took a seat, lifted the wine glass, and laughed: "It turns out that this wine is really prepared for me, then I am not polite."
He drank it, this was a glass of spirits, burning in his throat like a fire. The drinks fell into the belly, and the internal organs immediately turned the pulp and the sea. He was spicy in tears in his eyes.
"Good wine!"
Lin Yun said heavyly, and immediately said: "This story is really long. In the past, there was a very remote place. There was a sword slave in a Zongmen.
Except for being washing the sword with one hand, nothing, but it is a kind of infatuation! "
Hahaha!
Lin Yun laughed and laughed sadly, but was full of boldness. He was clearly telling the story of others, but his tears kept flowing.
As everyone knows, Tonight, the earth, the earth, and the sword slave Lin Yun are already one person.
He is Lin Yun on the earth and the sword slave Lin Yun of Qingyunzong.
He told Lin Yun's story, told Su Ziyao, from Qing Yunzong to the Great Qin Empire, and the death of the endlessness.
For Hongyan, you do n’t look back.
Speaking, before leaving the Great Qin Palace, the woman who was angry at him and made him unwilling.
Bright sunshine, don't be proud.
The woman in white looked at the white yarn in the white gauze, and when she talked about the Lin Yun here, she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth. This guy was very proud.
"Are you really proud of sleeping with her?" The woman in Baiyi intervened for the first time. I didn't know when the pavilion didn't know when, and she quietly put on a layer of chill.
Lin Yun, who was half drunk and half -waking, didn't notice it. He laughed: "How are I so superficial, I have me because of her heart, I am proud!"
I do n’t know when I have finished drinking in the five glasses of wine. Lin Yun poured himself to himself and said while drinking.
He didn't know why it was so unsteady today, maybe it is difficult to find a sound?
Or maybe there is really a lot of stories in his heart. He wants to tell people that he completely removed the defense in front of this stranger.
He also talked about the road of Tongtian again. When he talked about the final battle, he rejected the other party. When he talked about his heartache, he did not really forget the other party.
There is also Xinyan, he also has a lot of reluctance in his heart. His painful pain comes from this.
"Don't have heartache. If you really have no feelings about these two women, it will be too indifferent. Maybe, your intention will like you because of this."
The woman in white said in a timely manner.
Lin Yun laughed: "No, have nothing to do with her. I have never thought about it. One day I will be trapped by love. The word love is really harder than that of Kendo.
The woman in white said with emotion: "Lin Gongzi, completely different from what I saw seven days ago."
Lin Yun put down the wine glass, and his eyes were a little hazy, and he laughed softly: "It is not different, but he can't figure out the old guy's thoughts. He wants to play, let's play with him, just like playing a little big."
He talked while drinking, and in the end, he was obviously drunk. He got up and painted with the other party, telling the other party what the five songs played.
In the end, Lin Yun was drunk in the pavilion, and he still murmured to talk to himself.
When it was still broken, the vast clouds were covered with a golden light, and Lin Yun opened his eyes. He was wearing a white fur jacket on his body, and the sun shone on his face. Lin Yun opened his eyes lazily.
"Where is this?"
Lin Yun woke up and looked at it, and the pavilion was empty.
It wasn't until I saw the wine glass on the table, Lin Yun slowly thought of it, and looked at the white fur leather on his body, and smiled bitterly: "I was drunk, it's really shameful."
He stood up, lifted the cup, and licked the drinking drink inside.
Afterwards, I wisked in the corner of my mouth and laughed: "This wine is really a good wine."
Wine is a good wine, just don't know if this white woman is a good person.
Lin Yun shook his head. He didn't think about it. After he passed through the vast sea of clouds. After the half -pillar incense, he returned to Tingfengju. A small figure in Tingfengju was fiddled with his hair irritating.
Lin Yun's eyes were bright, and it was Xiao Bingfeng. She returned from Ye Ziling.
Xiao Bingfeng heard the sound and raised his head. Lin Yun was startled instantly.
Seeing Xiao Bingfeng's hair, a mess, hair like a sparrow nest. The cheeks are bright and round blush, and the face is better on the face.
Red cotton jacket.
Lin Yunchao took a step back and scared: "Where does the monster come!"
Xiao Bingfeng heard the words, choked a few times, and then sat on the ground with a buttocks, wowed crying: "Woohoo, Lin Yun, you are a bastard, the emperor doesn't want to live!"
[Send it in the second chapter, thank the Royal Qingfeng's four million vertical coins for rewarding. I only know that he was the first tyrant of Tiandao Yu Qingfeng, and the Royal Qingfeng of the Huya Bottle.
Identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. Qinglong King, Millennium Fire, White Swordsman, Chu Chaoyun, Emperor Wu, Mo Chen, Liu Ruyue ... Who else remembers these year?
I know where I am scattered today. I am back ... Are you back? If you can, let me bubble, I am very tired these days, but I really miss you now.]