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Chapter 60 Five people reflect on themselves and each has not woken up

Chapter 60 Five people are introspecting, each is still awake

In the Changsheng Theater in Fenghua City, everything is as usual, barely surviving, but the food reserves are getting less and less.

People outside can't tell that these guests at the Changsheng Theater just think they can live in peace and quiet. Everyone in the kitchen is getting more and more worried.

Ah Jing just woke up from a dream that day, and while his mind was still confused, he felt that it was a bit colder today. He put on his cotton coat and walked to the window sill. He saw that the ice outside the window was getting thicker and thicker, and there were also ice on the street.

There are not many pedestrians.

There was snow piled on the street, and the lower layer was dirty, with traces of people stepping on it, footprints, mixed with mud, sand, grass and rocks, but the upper layer of ice crystals was all clean.

These piles of ice and snow reminded A Jing of when he was a child, when he was leaving the woodcutter city, several little slaves also liked to build snowmen together. The ice balls inside were piled dirty, and a layer of clean snow was added on the outside.

Jiao Yi was always there when he was building a snowman every year, and he laughed the most, often squinting his eyes. Every year, the little slaves around A Jing were replaced one after another, some were sold, and some died of illness.

Some of them have gone to other jobs... Only Jiao Yi's family has been living there.

Only then did Ah Jing realize that whether she was in Chuqiao City or Fenghua City, "Jiao Yi", "Cheng Mu", "Ye Xing"... were all by her side... they were all "stars" with the same appearance.

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When we were in Taojiang City, who was the star? Ah Jing thought about all the people and things in Taojiang City... She escaped from Qiaocheng and went directly to Taojiang City. At that time, she had been walking on the street

It was swaying, it was raining heavily on the street, all the streets were closed, only Fanyi Tower was open. Fanyi Tower! Except for Fanyi Tower, it was the Tao Mansion. Ah Jing had seen everyone in the Tao Mansion, even if there were some

I haven’t seen a few of them, and Tao Sheng should have seen them too.

Since Tao Sheng doesn't know, obviously it doesn't exist in Tao's mansion. Could it be that it's in Fanyi Tower?

Ye Xing was lying on the couch in the Honglu Room with his eyes closed. He had lived for a long time. He had too many clones and too many memories, and even he couldn't explain it for a while. Ah Jing,

It was the meaning of his life. As for other things, he never analyzed them, because once he got into it, there would be no end.

This song "Zhi'an" reminded Tao Sheng of Xuan Ting. The "Zhi'an" she sang was much more airy and ethereal.

When Xian Ting woke up in the morning, she was wiping her Jing Luo Qin. She had the habit of practicing piano and composing music every day, and she had already learned to play the piano before she could read.

A Jing thought: Who sent these people? Could it be the 12,000-year-old brother Jing Ku whom he met in Qixia Mountain? With his ability, it is possible, but he seemed to have never known it.

.When he saw himself at that time, it seemed that he knew for the first time that she was his sister. Her name was A Jing. Where was she? It seemed that he had been looking for her before, but could not find her.

The matter between Hua Nuan'er and Mo Banxiang has finally come to an end. Ye Xing has seen the two of them together since they were young. After so many things, time has changed... and the appearance of the two of them has been restored to that of their youth.

A gift from him.

Unlike other people, Tao Sheng knew very well that the Songling tribe was a powerful people, and Xian Ting's singing could heal people's souls, or it could kill people's souls. Her singing with this kind of magical power made him unforgettable.

I really want to listen to her singing. Tao Sheng sighed without a sigh. Qian Su Suwo was in the quilt, as if I understood Tao Sheng's mind, but I didn't break it.

Everyone secretly felt that the Linghuo was the future leader of the Ge Ling tribe. Only Laofu himself was simply studying here because he liked the rhythm. Coincidentally.

People, she has taken advantage.

He only accepts His appointment.

It ’s just that since I’ m farewell, I have never seen it again. A few times ago, at night, Tao Sheng heard the “Soul of Soul”, which has an extremely quiet power, which can be quiet.

The world is broad, but her voice is so special.

Moreover, Ye Xing, like an independent existence, is not dominated by the spirit or whom.

The world has its own laws of operation. As a bystander, no matter how capable he is, he can only be bystanders.

As for some of these natural disasters and human disasters, he can predict, and some can't predict it.

No, no, the point is that since A Jing's memoir, in fact, it has always been accompanied by the stars. Only before I found it before, I thought I was alone. Whether it was a slave or now.

The city is a slave, but in terms of mind, A Jing has always been good. I have been hungry for a few times, and I have been injured a few times, but this is some little pain and itch ...

Tao Sheng was in the room and blew up "陟岵". Qian Su Su listened, and felt that this music was very smooth. He turned his body unconsciously from the bed and dragged the quilt.

It can be said that Ajing has always been protected very well. Although the fate is bumpy, it will not experience the disaster and difficulties. Even if you have encountered the ditch that you can't go to, there are people who are protected by him, such as Jiao, Ye Xing.

Regarding the achievements of the rhythm, there are talents given by the innate spiritual identity, and there are also preferential rewards she diligently learned every day.

Qu Bing's talented talent is even better.

However, after all, Ye Xing is the image of a person. After staying with people for so long, he also has some people's heart. Gradually, he can't watch some things. In this world, he has lived for so long. He has lived for so long.

He made some friends of his own. In the scope of power, he gave his friends to help.

A Jing suddenly curious about the power behind Ye Xing.

At first glance, Laofu is the kind of person who can compose lyrics, and she has the qualifications of the natural Ge Ling tribe, which can hum all the music as the sound of natural sounds.

When he was nine years old, he wrote this song, and he didn't know when it was spread to the workshop. Everyone began to sing this song, and it was passed on to the Song Ling's ears. People who could write and composed often cherished each other.

Qu Li daily studies Mr. Zong Yuan's "Wind Thunder" piano score. Among them, the thirty -six music contained in, he is familiar with his heart. Because the "Wind Thunder" piano score was given to him.

It ’s just the taste of the spectrum of Hongxue's cause. The song streaming still does not understand. It may be that the chance is not enough, or it may be that the skills of the rhythm are not enough. Although the song stream is anxious, it is not very good.

The one million "Soul Song" calculated by Laofu, the song streaming only practiced more than ten songs. He sighed: I really don't know what year and month to catch up with her!

Chapter 60 Five people reflect on themselves, each of them has not yet finished waking up
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