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Chapter 801

Time passes by, and the old friend has passed away.

A person leaves his path evergreen alone, with only the sun and moon to accompany him, and the green hills also have their moments of decay.

Over the past hundred years, Qin Xuan has sent away too many people.

He is already one hundred and seven years old, and the sixth-grade spiritual veins in Longchi Mountain have also dried up.

On the top of this mountain, the grass and trees are as usual, just like when spring passes and autumn comes.

Qin Xuan looked down at Jinling from the top of Longchi Mountain. Over the past hundred years, the world has changed, things have changed, and people have changed.

How many people in this world does he know well?

He seemed to have returned to his previous life, when he returned to the stars a hundred years later, but all he saw were strangers.

Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly moved. Through the clouds and mist, he saw a car approaching slowly.

This exquisite luxury car was driving slowly down the mountain.

A woman with gray hair and an appearance like a cardamom girl walked out of it.

Under the normal skin, Qin Xuan seemed to see an almost decaying vitality.

Xu Bing'er walked down the mountain, looking up to the top of the mountain without anyone's support.

She comes every year, occasionally visiting a few times, either at the top of Longchi Mountain or outside Longchi Mountain.

For more than eighty years, there has never been a year without a break.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, Xu Bing'er had been here for eighty years, but this time, it was Qin Changqing who came down the mountain.

Because he knew that the girl from the past, Xu Bing'er, who is called the ageless superstar in China today...

It is difficult for her to climb the three thousand meter peak.

Walking in the air, like the banished immortal coming to the dust, descending from the top of Longchi Mountain in Xu Bing'er's eyes.

"You don't need to come down!" Xu Bing'er's voice trembled slightly, as if the passage of time had not corrupted her voice at all.

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Bing'er without saying a word. She took the xylophone from behind Xu Bing'er.

This xylophone was carved from the wood of Longchi Mountain by him in the past, as a gift to the young girl from the past.

Xu Bing'er shook her head and smiled, "Am I that unbearable? It's only three thousand meters..."

"Ahem!" Xu Bing'er coughed slightly, her body like that weak green leaf, "I'm afraid, it's really difficult to climb up!"

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Bing'er, "Let's go, I'll take you up the mountain!"

He gently wrapped his arms around Xu Bing'er's waist, stepped on her, and flew three thousand meters into the air.

The power of evergreen blocks the strong wind, and the two people inside cannot make a single ripple.

On the top of the mountain, Xu Bing'er stood quietly, "I knew I wouldn't come!"

Her face remains the same as before, but the bones, blood, and internal organs inside her have become like a dying old man.

As she said that, she tremblingly took off the xylophone from behind Qin Xuan with difficulty. When the xylophone was lying on the top of Longchi Mountain, beads of sweat were already secreting on Xu Bing'er's forehead, suppressing the breath in her chest.

Qin Xuan looked at it quietly and sighed softly, "Why force yourself?"

"Some things have to be done in person after all, so you can help me, but I won't feel the hard work!" Xu Bing'er smiled softly. She took a stone with a little difficulty, sat on it, crossed her legs again, and placed her green fingers on the xylophone.

superior.

"When you're tired, don't be brave!"

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, Xu Bing'er has been playing the piano at the top of Longchi Mountain for so many years.

Regardless of whether he was practicing or accompanying him, Xu Bing'er just came here, played a song, and then went down to Longchi carrying the heavy xylophone on his back.

Occasionally, Qin Xuan would wake up from his cultivation and chat with her for a few words, but usually not much.

Xu Bing'er didn't seem to want to disturb him, she just came to take a look at Qin Xuan to relieve her thoughts.

"I can still move my fingers, how can I say I'm tired?" Xu Bing'er turned her head and looked at Qin Xuan, "Do you think I'm old? Ever since I entered the Dragon Pool, you asked me what I wanted, and I asked for this.

An art of preserving beauty.”

"Maybe, I'm not like Mu Xi after all, and I don't want you to look at me.

That old look, even if my white hair turns into snow, I don’t want you to see me ugly.”

Xu Bing'er smiled. She looked at the strings and gently said with her fingers, "But, after all, I am also deceiving myself!"

"Who can escape the years? Who else in the world can be like you, Qing Emperor!"

"I'm old!"

Xu Bing'er's voice sounded a little louder when she sighed, as if she had too much reluctance and reluctance to give up.

It seems that she still wants to come to Longchi and play the piano for Qin Xuan for hundreds of years.

Qin Xuan was silent, he stood there, and finally sat down slowly, sitting next to Xu Bing'er, crossing his legs and looking at the piano.

"Let me play another song for you!"

Xu Bing'er smiled, her fingers trembling slightly as she brushed the strings.

The song begins!

"Qin Xuan, I have been composing music and writing lyrics every year for more than eighty years, but in these eighty years, I have never composed a piece of music that satisfies me."

"Now that I think about it, the Qing Emperor song from the past is still the one that suits me best."

"I've made up some and changed some, please help me listen."

"Okay?"

From that song, Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

As the song rose, Xu Bing'er frowned slightly, seeming to be struggling.

She is already one hundred and seven years old!

“When I first met you, I was with you at a cold window;

When I meet you again, you will be unparalleled in this world.

The sword shines like snow, and demon blood is sprinkled on the green mountains.

My heart was broken, and I didn't realize that I had sent you your sharp edge.

In the world of mortals, I once looked upon you with your blood-clothed clothes to kill in all directions, and I once thought of you with your sword in your hand sweeping away the wastelands.

Before you know it, you are invincible, you have soared up to the nine heavens.

As the Qing Emperor, I have a wish;

Peach blossoms spread for ten miles.

You are the Qing Emperor, I have a thought;

I can’t afford to get drunk from the same bottle as you.

When I wake up from the dream, all living beings look at me, and I see a man in green clothes like a rainbow, and a sword as sharp as frost.

This silhouette represents how much madness there is in this world.

Between the mountains and the sea, all living beings look to see whose green clothes are stained with blood, and whose sword is bathed in the moonlight.

The bright moon and gorgeous frost shine down on the world of mortals.

Unparalleled posture, Mount Tai.

How can the heroes dare to rebel against you and be so rampant? How can the immortals stop you?

Let’s look at the hundreds of immortals with their magical powers, how can they defeat your sword as impermanent?

Talking and laughing, nothing but ashes.

The whispers start, but a killing song wanders around.

Calm and calm, without any trace of panic.

After the sound, it can be seen that there are still monsters and arrogance in the world?

A group of enemies are in front of you, and all the heroes are looking up at you. They only have a few pieces of sand and stone to create an unparalleled one for you, and you will end the arrogance and arrogance in this world."

From this song, Qin Xuan's eyes couldn't help but be filled with vicissitudes of life.

He seemed to be back on Mount Tai. At that time, all his old friends were there and the whole world called him crazy.

"Qin Xuan!" Xu Bing'er's voice trembled slightly.

"Have you ever liked me?"

She looked at Qin, as if she didn't dare to look at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyes trembled slightly, his heart rippled, and he opened his thin lips lightly.

But Xu Bing'er was one point ahead of him.

The long thread of love is like speaking from the heart.

"When we meet again, you are a bridegroom. Congratulations to all directions. I don't know how my thoughts can enter your heart."

The shadow of the candle flickers, and there is already a beautiful woman by your side. My heart is so twisted that I have nowhere to complain about my desolation.

The whole world comes to court, the singing of luan and phoenix is ​​still heartbreaking

Ten Miles of Red Makeup, Thousands of Words but Sadness of Love

Or maybe I'm drunk and pretending to be crazy, so I send you this song to express my frivolity.

But how can I endure this ten miles of red makeup? On your happy day, you will wear half a red dress for me.

A single figure, two lines of tears, three glasses of wine, respectful reflection.

I miss you so much that I can never see you again, but if I only think about you, I can move forward unrivaled in the world.

I miss you so much but I can't think of you. I just remember that you were a young boy in the cold window in the past.

When I first met you, we were at a cold window.

When I meet you again, you will be like no other in this world!"

The song flows from the top of this mountain, and the sound is as sad as a beautiful lady.

Qin Xuan's palm trembled slightly, Xu Bing'er smiled, tears staining her face.

The song finally dissipated, and the beauty's eyes, weeping, had slowly closed.

The last song for the rest of my life, I send it to you, saying that I will never forget it in this life.

Qin Xuan looked at Xu Bing'er and raised his hands slightly.

He said softly, "No!"

In response to the last question, "Xu Bing'er, in this world, I, Qin Xuan, am a good man after all!"

"Some feelings and some people are ultimately let down!"

How could there be no trace of sadness in Qin Xuan's voice?

"If you have an afterlife, don't meet a bad person like me!"

On this day, there was a song on the top of Longchi Mountain that told the story of a lifetime of love.

On this day, someone came from the top of Longchi Mountain, three thousand meters in the air, carrying a piano and carrying a girl into Linhai.

On this day, a tomb was raised next to the Yinshan Sect, and a man buried the beautiful woman with earth in his own hands.

On this day, it was known to the whole world that the ageless superstar, who had been alone all his life but claimed to have a loving heart, had passed away.

Qin Xuan looked down at all things in China from the top of Longchi Mountain.

All the things in this world are like Xu Bing'er's song.

The song ends and everyone disperses!


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