"The leaves have withered and withered, and after a few nights the fallen flowers are still chasing after them.
My thoughts are only half broken
The night light is half swaying and wandering around
Drunken in the water shadow"
Her voice is so beautiful, like an oriole emerging from the valley. It flows gently, seduces and refreshes the mind. Under the crisp appearance, there seems to be a halo of the sun hidden. However, why is that halo covered by clouds? Leaves wither, dry for a few nights, fallen flowers are still pursued, falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless, is love sad
Gently closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, Qian Qian walked away with light steps. Such singing, such sadness, seemed to be telling something, but what exactly was it? Qian Qian was impatient and wanted to find the answer.
"The tears are innocent and I sing farewell. The tired night is about to fade away."
Hua Liandie almost has no regrets
Whose heart can be washed away by lies
Make someone cry"
Tears, another tear, why - again? Qianqian's heart is filled with sadness. Parting is the beginning of reunion, but is there really a time for reunion after parting? Qian Qian's heart trembled, maybe, yes, maybe, not.
The tired night is about to fade away. The night is deep. I still lean on the window and look alone. There is weariness in my eyes, but my heart does not want to be tired. So, is it possible that the tired night is about to fade away? That was the expectation in my heart, and I stared blankly.
It hurts, it really hurts, my heart aches again. Under the white gauze, a touch of pain quietly appeared on that beautiful face. Why does it hurt? Pain for whom
Is it the Qinling Mountains? It's been so long and I still haven't forgotten him. Maybe time is not the best medicine, because the longer it goes, the more painful it becomes. The Qinling Mountains are no longer here. Where is this place? What is he doing? Will he go crazy without him? Maybe, not.
"Qianqian." Chu Yihan said anxiously. Qianqian's painful emotions seemed to have reached him just now, but he was very puzzled. Could it be that this song caused her sadness? If that's the case, he'd better take her out of here quickly.
Qian Qian, however, seemed not to have heard Chu Yihan's words, and walked towards the Concubine Tower step by step. That piece of music, that piece of music, seemed to be able to arouse her endless sadness, making her sink deeply into it. .
"Holding a butterfly cup empty in my hand, the shadow in the turbid wine has faded."
Half of the red wax I lit for her has gone out
Talking about being sober but being drunk and haggard for whom
The dream of solo career cannot be torn apart.”
You can’t tear it apart in a solo dream, but you can’t tear it apart in a single dream! Butterfly cup, a turbid wine soul fades away, visible haggard, invisible heartbreak.
who is she? Who could she be? Is it her? Is it Qianqian himself? Do you want to sing for yourself
Chu Yihan retreated for Qian Qianping, the madam who came up to chase people away. Chu Yihan's reputation seemed to be quite good. The madam looked at the man wearing the white gauze and bamboo hat, and his heart froze. This was also a peerless person. Beauty, it’s just that it’s not easy for people to see her face, but the less visible she is, the more mysterious she appears. The more mysterious she appears, the more popular she is in men’s hearts. Perhaps, Yule Tower should also be like this. woman.
Along the way, Qianqian did not encounter any obstacles. Chu Yihan had already cleared them for her. However, Qianqian's arrival attracted some people's attention. After all, the battle for the treasure was about to begin. People who came here The strength is also powerful.
It’s just that everyone is very surprised why a woman actually came to the Concubine Tower. However, not many people pay attention here, because this is just a small interlude. Many people took one look and left. The dancing woman in the middle is the protagonist today.
Under the white gauze, Qian Qian stared at the woman, wearing a green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin veil of green water. Her shoulders seemed to be cut into a waist, and her muscles seemed to be condensed with fat. Orchid. Charming, boneless and gorgeous. However, this beautiful woman is currently in this romantic place, stroking the strings of the piano and moaning sadly.
"The tears are innocent and I sing farewell. The tired night is about to fade away."
Hua Liandie almost has no regrets
Whose heart can be washed away by lies
Make someone cry"
Slowly close your eyes and savor the endless sadness. Tears still have to fall. Can your heart really be cleansed
"Holding a butterfly cup empty in my hand, the shadow in the turbid wine has faded."
Half of the red wax I lit for her has gone out
Talking about being sober but being drunk and haggard for whom
The dream of solo career cannot be torn apart.”
Once the red wax is extinguished, will the person leave and return? Come back.
"Holding the butterfly cup empty in my hand, I am so drunk that I still forget to return.
Shen Lin lies in the water and jumps
Things and wishes behind the sunset
You should always believe that dreams are as beautiful as flying together
"Dreams are as beautiful as dreams"
Flying together is such a dream that people look forward to, but this dream is just a beautiful dream. The dream will dissipate when you wake up. The lovely person in your heart has disappeared, and may never look back.
"Why is it sung to women?" Chu Yihan whispered softly. He was talking to himself and was wondering in his heart, but unfortunately Qian Qian happened to hear it.
Singing to women? Yes, it is sung to women. Wait, why is it sung to women? Doesn't that mean that the sadness comes from a man? But when Qianqian looks at the woman playing the piano, she is clearly a real woman. How could she be a man? Could it be that someone here ordered this song, and this woman sang it so well
That was a man's pain, how could she feel pain along with it? Qian Qian suddenly looked at the people present, but those people were still having fun and drinking. Where did the sadness come from
"Am I too involved?" Qianqian frowned slightly, "Maybe." Qianqian shook her head, turned around and left. It seemed that it had nothing to do with that woman, but was there such a man in the demon world? ? Well, yes, Ao Fang is one.
"Uh..." Chu Yihan was really confused. Qianqian just listened to it for a while and actually turned around and left. It seems that this is really the song. It seems that he needs to check it out carefully. If someone does it on purpose, then He absolutely can't spare him, because Qianqian is his and no one can take it away. Of course, if he can't be defeated, isn't there still a master and the Mingyi Sect? However, if the sect behind that person is better than Mingyi If the door is even stronger, hehe, he really has no choice.
Well, strength is the most absolute guarantee. Chu Yihan decided that after this treasure hunting battle comes out, he must practice in seclusion. Chu Yihan raised his head, uh, no, this girl actually ran so fast, she was almost out of sight in the blink of an eye.
After Qianqian left, a person stood quietly next to a window. On that thousand-year-old face, besides the endless sadness, there was actually a touch of tenderness, looking at the slowly disappearing face. The white figure closed his eyes gently and murmured to himself: "Yier, is it really you?"
But when Qian Qian left, in another place, a person looked at her back with interest, with an indescribable look in his eyes. If Qian Qian looked carefully, he could see that this man's expression was somewhat similar to that of the young master of the Purple Dragon Sect, Huan Yin Feng.