The moonlight was clear and bright, and there was a faint sound of Hujia in the distance, which was sad and sad.

Panpan leaned on Yuhu in a daze, and the gauze beside her was dripping down like water. Panpan looked to the west in a daze, and suddenly said with a slight smile: "Yuhu, listen, this music is moving, if you can

Just dance."

Seeing her speaking so seriously, Yu Hu couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. Then she coaxed softly: "Sing a song. If you sing, I will dance for you."

Panpan reached out and struggled to push away the hair from her forehead that was wet with cold sweat. After thinking about it, she sang a song softly: "Some love is like a paper kite with its string cut off, and the ending is tragic with the thread left in the hand. Some hate is like a circle.

, there is no end to vengeance. Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, how much blood will be sacrificed..." This is her favorite song in modern times. She never thought that it would be sung in such a situation.

There was a trace of surprise in Yu Huo's deep eyes. It turned out that this girl was not just acting like she had always seen. Her pensive look made him really hard to figure out.[

He reached out and took the soft pillow from the bed, stuffed it under her head, and gently tucked the corners of the quilt into place.

He tapped his toes lightly on the roof and flew up, his cloud sleeves painted streaks of silver light, and his white robe fluttered like a butterfly.

The moon is silent and Hu Jia is sobbing.

"Some feelings come back after suffering, and the moonlight becomes a moon in the window. Some hatred is hidden but silent, and the wind and snow turn into swords. Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, how to distinguish between evil and good in the chaos. Flying sand and wolf smoke will chaos me.

, only added to the sadness. Half the city is smoke

Sand. When soldiers approach the pond, they fight for the world with gold and iron horses. When the general is ready, thousands of bones will wither, and how many white hair will be driven away by black hair. Half of the city is filled with smoke and sand, and blood and tears fall. The broken horse's armor is broken, and the horizon is covered with red. The reincarnated Yan returns to his old bed,

I will bring you the flowers of February."

Thousands of years of prosperity, thousands of reincarnations, and a huge love catastrophe, at this moment, accompanied by the singing that alternately rises and falls, scatters in this spring night that is suddenly warm and then cold.

Most of all, the west wind kept blowing, and the past memories in his heart were filled with resentment. Yu Hui turned away in step with the rhythm, and the song blew half of the city's smoke and sand into his heart, gradually turning it into a desert.

There was a lingering sound, accompanied by faint cries.

He didn't need to look back to know that she must be crying.

However, these tears were not shed for him.
Chapter completed!