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Chapter 137: Qin and Pain

"Linghua Terrace" is located in the upper reaches of the "Liucai Waterfall" in the direction of Fenghua Mountain. It is one of the most beautiful attractions inside Jinghua Palace.

Above the sound of the sound of water, there is a twists and turns.

The corridor across the upper reaches, extend to the cliff, and connect the two red top square pavilions.

At this moment, Jin Yu, Mu Qing, Bai Xue, Xia Lianxing's four daughters are sitting next to the huge circular stone table in the left pavilion, and enjoy the "sacrifice food" that Ling Lingqiu has already prepared.

, Volumes, lotus leaf chicken, abalone, lotus heart synthesis soup, honey melon strips, and various color cake desserts made of Liuli Baiwei Pavilion.

A variety of foods are filled with the entire stone table. In this relaxed atmosphere, the girls tasted delicious food in this relaxed atmosphere.

I saw Jin Yu holding one of the rose crisps just half of the lower part of the left hand, holding the Lingyu jug in his right hand, and poured a few sips of spirits with a snack "ton -ton" with a snack.

After the liquor was at the same time, "ah haha-!" With a clear expression on his face, he looked at Xia Li Xing with a little "drunk" and asked:

"Cat and cat, after a few days of my sister, I want to participate in a Kendo competition. Would you like to watch it together? I told you, I am super ~ I am too skilled!"

She said that she grabbed the jug again, and poured a big mouth in her mouth.

"ah……?"

Xia Lianxing whispered:

"It's not so good to say ...? If Sister Jin Yu go, isn't it steady to get the first."

On the side, Mu Qing and Bai Xue heard their words, and they also nodded to agree. They knew that Jin Yu's cultivation had already reached the period of God.

Invincible.

"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Jin Yu "slammed" and put the jug with a loud noise, drunkly preached:

"You don't understand this in this regard. What we want is ... is the pleasure of rubbing others! It's not a trophy! ...

Because the seat was very close to Xia Lianxing, her hand stretched out to the bottom of the cat's head's skirt. In the shocking eyes of the girl, she laughed badly:

"How about, go with my sister? If you are alone, blame lonely on the road."

"Ah, don't ..."

The strange feeling of crispy and numbness came, Xia Lianxing took a breath, quickly stood up, and the little face blushed to the side of the white snow:

"I just go with you ... but you don’t want to do strange things to me!"

"Hee hee, good to say, it's good to say ~"

Jin Yu laughed, as if nothing happened, retracted the small hands, and continued to drink.

On the table of the Tiancang elements, Jin Lei and Zi Dian attracted each other, belonging to the yin and yang poles. So from the first sight of Xia Lianxing, she couldn't hold back her restless heart.

The second -generation spirit of Jinghua Palace has lived for so long with the owner, and they have a certain understanding of each other. Everyone knows that she has a man and woman who eats it.

Mowing

In the past, because Sha Yan was poisonous, it was able to avoid harassment; the water lotus was strong and cold, and she would not be easily touched by her. Yan Ye, who was better to talk, was often taken advantage of it ... Fortunately, her

Always go out to do tasks outside, and not many times with Jin Yu.

Today, the newly brought back of the newly brought back of the owner is cute and loved one by one, especially Xia Lianxing, which is completely right for her taste. This has led to now that she is full of her mind.

Play "...

Several people talked for a while on the seat, and suddenly heard the sound of piano in the pavilion at the other end of the distance.

The sound of the piano is melodious and low, and it is like a complaint.

The women stopped in their hands and looked at it from a distance.

It was Shayu and Lu Lingqiu who left in advance.

On the day of the flower god festival, Lu Lingqiu did not have appetite, but after preparing for the daughter, she went to the right pavilion of Huatai.

Sha Yan was afraid that her sand poison would affect her spirit, so she left the banquet silently.

For a long time, she had eaten by herself. But when she walked to the exit, she was discovered by Lu Lingqiu and called the past to sit side by side with him. This can't help but make Mu Qing and others envy.

I saw a quaint shape above the piano table, and the brown -black Qianqin lying in front of Lu Lingqiu was lying in front of Lu Lingqiu. At the corner of the side of his side, it burned the sandalwood.

The incense is clear, and the sound of the piano is washing the ear. Lu Lingqiu's long ten fingers gently danced on the strings. Several crystal string constantly vibrated, and the perfect rhythm was passed from the fingertips to the outside of the sky.

However, under this amazing piano skills, the melody of the sound of being played was filled with a sorrow.

This song is "Flower Evil Spectrum", which was created by Lu Lingqiu how many years ago.

Although most of the things about Huashen have become blurred in the several times of memory, this melody is still engraved in his heart, which is intact.

At this moment, Xiaosha was sitting silently next to his host, listening to his performance attentive and quietly.

Only the early joining of the mirroring palace knows: playing Guqin is one of the major hobbies of Holy Holy Spirit, and other hobbies such as reading, sleeping, uniform design, spiritual creation, etc.

However, if you want to appreciate such extraordinary performances, you usually have the opportunity only in the flower god festival. They also know that this song is created to sacrifice the flower gods.

In the two pavilions of Linghuatai, the Spirites listened to the ears quietly. At the side of the Liucai Spring below the waterfall, the other two women enjoyed the night view.

It is the flying bird and Yan Ye.

Previously, Yan Ye left the Linghuatai alone with Jin Yu and others, and came here alone. A person came here alone.

Seeing that she had a heart, she followed her, and followed. She wanted to take this opportunity to have a good relationship with Sister Suzaku. By the way, she asked about the content of "information envoy" to prepare for the future tasks.

Facing this talented and cute younger generation, even if the mood of walking alone was broken, Yan Ye was not dissatisfied.

"Senior Suzaku, what is the responsibility of 'intelligence envoy'? How can I do this job well?"

Xun Fei Bird stood behind Yan Ye and asked some doubt.

"Intelligence ..."

The sound of the piano, lingering around the ears.

Yan Ye looked at the night sky, and looked at the people who listened to the flower platform in the sight, and for a long time.

"Sister Suzaku ...?"

Until the flying bird was tired,

She slowly returned to God and sighed:

"'Intellectuals' is the" eye "of the owner.

‘Chuan Yin Moa’ is the master ’that’ s ‘ear’.

Bird, I have lost the qualification to be a 'intelligence ".

But I think,

As long as you can share the pain for the owner,

See the evil of the world on behalf of him,

Help him break up the magic barrier in his heart,

It should be considered as a qualified spirit. "

"Eh?!"

Xun Fei Bird heard the words for a moment.

I thought the answer would be some specific rules, but I never expected that in the hearts of the predecessors of Suzaku, the core of the "intelligence" was so abstract and complicated.

"pain……"

She looked at Yan Ye's eyes. Under the night sky, it was the owner's slightly thin lonely figure.

Although the girl can't feel the same, she can clearly see that the owner is not happy.

But I heard Yan Ye suddenly continued:

"Flying bird, do you know? Losing the pain of memory is more painful than facing everything alone."

"ah……"

"The pain of living alone is just the pain of loneliness;

And forget all the pain, it is obviously who has a beloved person, an important thing,

However, it was pulled away by the invisible power, and the pain of helplessness. "

Yan Ye's eyes were full of unsightly described meaning, looking at him, and no longer simply love and admiration. Now, more than once, there is a more understanding and empathy.

"Time, it really is a cruel thing."

"Sister Suzaku ..."

"Flying bird. One day, you will understand."
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