Chapter 168: Heaven and earth are sad!

In the thick fog of the Cangshan Mountains, maple leaves reflect late autumn.

Tomorrow is shining in the sky, and the clear spring stone is flowing upstream.

The young man is handsome and indulgent, indulging in the mountains and rivers, and letting go of youth.

The girl in black plays the flute, and the boy in white accompanies it. The beautiful music flows out from the corners of their lips and mouths, wraps around the mountains and fields, and taps the stream, adding a touch of agility and vitality to this ancient forest of Cangshan, which is as beautiful as a fairyland.

The flute has a wide and loud range, and the leaves are pronounced fresh and gratifying.

The beautiful thoughts that express the infinite yearning for love are expressed vividly and are thought-provoking.

At this moment.

The thousand-degree flute leads the way in front, and the girl's steps are light and powerful, crossing the rocks and crossing the stream. From time to time, it rises into the air, like a beautiful and playful black butterfly.

Li Muyang held the leaves in his hands, and the leaves were softer, and his eyes were even softer. He stared at the girl in black in front of him, which was the woman he was chasing, and the love he yearned for.

Lin Canghai was completely silent in this music. When others left, he followed him. When others stopped, he also stopped. It seemed like a affectionate man who was trapped in the miasma of love, but his expression was so delicate and cute, as if he was a child from the fairy who was wronged.

Behind Lin Canghai are deer, rabbit, wolf pack, colorful bird pheasant—

They are actually safe and live in peace.

When Li Muyang and Qiandu occasionally look at each other, they feel a sense of joy that is transparent from the inside out.

He likes her!

She likes him too!

Such a look is hard to deceive, and such emotions cannot be concealed.

When the music was played to the love-taking part of "Rebirth of Fire", Qiandu's face became sad, and the smile on Li Muyang's face disappeared completely.

That kind of sadness, that kind of despair, and the pain of being undesirable spread throughout the body, wrapping their bodies tightly and tightly packing their hearts, making it like a huge rock that is pressed on ten thousand pounds, making it difficult to breathe and can't breathe.

Li Muyang was very sad.

He felt himself feeling endless sadness, and the white figure appeared in his mind again.

The white figure was saying goodbye to him and saying to him, "I'll wait for you"-

I'm waiting for you!

I'm waiting for you!

I'm waiting for you--

"Who is it? Who is she?" Li Muyang's mood became violent.

He tried hard, but he couldn't see the face of the woman in white clearly.

Who is she? Why did she say I'm waiting for you? Why did she wait for herself?

Even though he didn't know who he was, Li Muyang was sad and indignant by her words.

His eyes turned red, and his body seemed to be occupied by the unknown demon again.

He increased his strength and changed his blowing skills.

The music became more sad and the sound became louder.

Moreover, in the ears of experts like Lin Canghai, I found that the tone of Li Muyang playing has become different from before.

The sound is now even louder, more solemn, and more solemn and spectacular.

The determination of the phoenix to throw itself into the sea of ​​fire and the endless fiery fire can be clearly reflected.

Lin Canghai felt a burning pain on his face, and a hot breath rushed towards him.

He raised his head in surprise, but found purple clouds floating in the sky.

"Purple spark?"

"How could there be sparks?"

It's Li Muyang's music.

Li Muyang's body was wrapped in a huge purple spark. Each note jumped out and turned into a purple spark. The notes were connected into one piece, and the sparks were connected into a thread.

It spreads endlessly to the distance.

In the sky, it almost turned into a purple sea of ​​fire.

The butterflies flapped their wings desperately and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire one by one, like a phoenix throwing into the sky fire.

The wolf pack raised its head and howled, and its voice was heartbroken.

The deer shed tears in big tears, as if she was about to part with her lover and children forever.

Rabbits hit trees, pheasants dance wildly.

All the scenes in front of you became crazy and savage.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere disappeared, and a suicide-like mood enveloped all the people and animals in this area.

That music becomes the master of all things, he controls your joy, your sorrow, and everything about you.

Lin Canghai had already woken up from his state of divineness, looking at Li Muyang who was in a state of madness with horror on his face.

At this time, Li Muyang was wearing a strange fire and was floating in the sky, looking like a demon who crawled out of hell.

"Li Muyang--" he shouted. "Li Muyang, what's wrong with you?"

Li Muyang is so strange today.

Not only can you play the music score of "The Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" that has been lost for a hundred years, but you can even get up in the air and get contaminated with strange fire. It is simply extremely strange.

Qiandu also stopped playing.

She is Li Muyang's soulmate, and no one can personally feel Li Muyang's emotions at this moment than her.

When Li Muyang was happy, she could feel her joy.

She was also happy at that time.

When Li Muyang struggled desperately, she became painful and desperately and struggled desperately—

Li Muyang's music led her music apart, and Li Muyang's emotions also led to her emotions.

When she noticed that Li Muyang's voice was wrong, she put down the magic sound flute in her hand and stopped playing, looking at Li Muyang with a puzzled look on her face.

The music before and after Li Muyang was too different, and her mood was very different, which made her unable to react at all.

"Li Muyang, stop quickly. Stop quickly." Qiandu shouted. She knew that Li Muyang could no longer play. Now Li Muyang's mind was controlled and disturbed by the tune, and perhaps he had lost his sense of self. If he continued to play, he would be unable to free himself from this song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" in his life.

The music continues to blow until exhausted.

Li Muyang should not.

His face became even more ferocious and his expression became even more painful. He didn't even know that Qiandu had stopped music, and he only focused on his own playing.

He felt his headache breaking out, and his eyes were about to explode by the hot blood vessels.

He felt that he had boundless grievances, boundless hatred, and the oppression of fate that was difficult to break free from the unresistible resistance-

He thought about it, thought hard, ran and chased.

He wanted to chase the figure of the woman in white, and he wanted to see the cheeks clearly.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the figure was just a vague figure. He could only see his slim figure, but he was difficult to see his facial features.

The autumn wind rises and the giant trees shake.

Mountain springs splash, waterfalls flow backwards.

Dark clouds cover the sky, and the sky roars.

Crazy-

The dense and rapid raindrops fell down, slapped and poured into all things in this world.

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