[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

Ouyang Shaogong, but he just can't do it, he has his own pain, so who can smooth out Ouyang Shaogong's thousand years of pain.

The sun was warm in the morning, and the garden of the Xianshan Villa was so lively that it made one's heart skip a beat.

Feng Qingxue pulled Chen Sanliu to lie on the railing of the water pavilion. Dongfang Sheng and Jin Lei each occupied one end of the promenade opposite, and they faced each other for a long time.

Ye Chenxiang walked through the promenade, her lotus-like dress seemed to carry a delicate fragrance, her charming eyes looked at Dongfang Sheng with indescribably coldness.

Dongfang Sheng raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

Ye Chenxiang pursed her lips and said, "You said, Jin Lei was engaged to your little sister."

Dongfang Sheng pulled out Xiangling from behind, pinched her face, and said to Ye Chenxiang: "Of course, I'm the one who decides about Xiaolan."

Ye Chenxiang looked at him closely, and sneered: "You are the one named Ouyang."

A gust of scorching wind blew, and Xiangling raised her chin with the five-fire and seven-bird fan.The little fox hasn't been so happy for a long time. Once she loses it, she realizes the importance of what was once within her reach. She just wants to grab it.

Jin Lei was standing at the end of the corridor, heroic, standing there quietly, looking at them with cold eyes, Xiangling felt that the world had suddenly changed, and the pain pierced her heart.

"I haven't made an engagement before." Jin Lei only said lightly.

He had nothing else to say and couldn't go on.The red-clothed young man's beautiful eyebrows were full of contempt, but no emotion could disturb him, a person who was bent on revenge.

The wind blew and the water blew up, the fragrance of flowers scattered, and Dongfang Sheng's black hair was blown up, brushing the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, bringing out a bit of glamorous style.

Zi Yin was obsessed with this look, like a blood-red peony suddenly blooming in front of her eyes.

It is very simple to keep him, but Zi Yin can't do it, he can only watch him play like this.

"Your Highness..." Ziyin smiled lightly, and couldn't help calling him softly.

Accompanied by each other, no matter where they are, no matter what their identities are, when they open their eyes and turn their heads, they will see familiar eyebrows and eyes, and endless sweetness will overflow in their hearts. But it just can't ask for it.

Dongfang Sheng turned back and smiled at him, blinking.

This is Ye Chenxiang's illusion, but Ouyang Shaogong has already controlled everything.

With the blink of bright eyes, the world seems to have changed.

The red gauze tent is warm, and the red candle is easy to sell.

Suddenly, the night was dark, the room was full of red candles weeping, dragons and phoenixes wore flowers on the couch, and someone dropped the wine glass, splashing the brocade quilt and peonies.

Ziyin couldn't even hold the wine glass, his waist was so soft that he couldn't stand, he could only rely on the people who hugged him, Ouyang Shaogong was wearing a scarlet skirt with wide sleeves and a pair of mandarin ducks, stroking his eyebrows and eyes, kissing Ziyin affectionately I can't bear to move.

"You really, never forget to play..." The plain white clothes on Ziyin's body also became extremely bright red, and the fingers on his waist were gently teasing, the familiar temptation made him lose his strength.

"Don't say that, little Murong." Ouyang Shaogong let go of him, and took two steps back, "It's not a crime for me to satisfy myself in the illusion for a little while that I can't do in this world."

Zi Yin lost the strength to support her, so she could only sit on the couch, panting and laughing lightly: "I never knew that you wanted to marry me."

Ouyang Shaogong took the cup next to the red candle, and handed it to his lips, but Zi Yin blocked him, and said helplessly: "If you continue to do this, if you need my help later, there is nothing I can do."

"Don't bother you." Ouyang Shaogong laughed, under the red candle, it was even more gentle and bright, and seemed a bit charming. He put the wine glass in Ziyin's hand, folded his wide sleeves, and took out another amulet cup, "You and I are considered husband and wife after drinking this wine."

He spoke earnestly, the amorous feelings in Taohua's eyes were no longer there, and he only looked at the person in front of him, tender and heavy, even making people breathless.

Ziyin's finger rested on the wine glass, and when he raised his head, he drank up the wine, turned over the wine glass, and looked at him quietly. Seeing this, Ouyang Shaogong smiled, rolled up his sleeves and lowered his eyes, and drank the wine in the glass.

The night wind was bleak, and the red lanterns swayed and creaked.

The newlyweds didn't have time to be sweet, Ouyang Shaogong looked towards the closed door, and pulled Zi Yin out together.

When the door was closed, Ouyang Shaogong was still the same as when he came, with Youlan's wide-sleeved skirt and a lyre, as he walked, the red fringes of the qin shook and hit the body of the qin.Ziyin's Eguan deep clothes, embroidered with azure water and cloud patterns, her hair falls to her shoulders, her eyes are like frost and snow, but the corners of her lips are smiling like soft flowers blooming.

"It was Xiaolan just now." Ouyang Shaogong said.Holding Ziyin's hand, he walked through the corridor of Shenyuan, the whole place was blood red, without making a sound.

Blood dripped from the sword, and Jin Lei held the red lantern, shining the cold sword on the ground to warm it like a flame.His red auspicious clothes were stained with blood, he stepped over the corpses on the ground, and walked slowly towards the main hall, calm and indifferent.

Ye Chenxiang was wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting in the center of the wedding hall, the red curtains fluttered in the wind, stirring up the smell of blood.

She closed her eyes, as if she had lost her vitality, her face was exquisite and beautiful, her hands were placed on her knees, straight and upright.Hearing footsteps outside the door, she suddenly said, "He Wenjun is dead."

Jin Lei stood stiffly outside the door, facing her directly, the hand holding the lantern suddenly trembled, and without the slightest hesitation, the blade pierced her throat.

The bloody sword pierced her slender neck, and Ye Chenxiang suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him with extreme viciousness, wishing to eat his flesh and blood: "Jin Lei, I have waited for you for hundreds of years just to kill you, you With you!"

She turned her head suddenly, with bloodshot eyes, she looked at the two people under the steps, Ziyin and Ouyang Shaogong.

"We." Ouyang Shaogong looked at Zi Yin beside him, held his hand, and smiled slightly, "Okay, let's see if you have the ability."

Ye Chenxiang looked up at Jin Lei again, so it doesn't matter if she can't be killed, Jin Lei pierced through her body one after another like crazy, without any expression on his face, he stabbed Ye Chen fiercely. Chen Xiang's heart.

Looking at the sword light like cold water, Ye Chenxiang laughed softly, opened his hands, and offered a piece of crystal broken jade.

Ziyin said: "Yuheng."

Ouyang Shaogong nodded, let go of him, and walked into the wedding hall.

Jin Lei fell backwards, and was embraced by Ouyang Shaogong. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, he said to Ye Chenxiang: "You want to use Yuheng to take my soul to make yourself stronger, is it just because you want to spend these few days?" The Zixian Villa a hundred years ago, keep it alone."

Ye Chenxiang pointed at the person in his arms, almost gritted her teeth, and said bitterly: "Jin Lei killed me all over the house, do you know how much I love him? In his eyes, I am just an enemy who must die."

"It's also you who killed and seized things first. His master's school was almost wiped out, whoever is to blame." Ouyang Shaogong gently put down Jin Lei, got up and approached Ye Chenxiang, with a red-golden flame gathering in the palm of his hand.

Like an obedient child, Yuheng slowly fell into Ouyang Shaogong's hands, and the red golden flame wrapped Ye Chenxiang's whole body in an instant, reflecting the sacred beauty of the wedding dress, and swept into Yuheng.

"Murong, take Xiaolan and walk out from the gate of Xianshan Villa." Ouyang Shao respectfully ordered, but he himself walked into the depths of the wedding hall, "Don't look back!"

This illusion needs to be ended by his own hands.

You Lan's back immediately disappeared in a blood red, Ziyin knew that Ouyang Shaogong's words were never superfluous, and he took Fang Lansheng out of the deep courtyard several times.Since the gate of Xianshanzhuang is open, stepping out of this gate is the present world.

Don't look back, never look back.

"Murong." Someone called him from behind, a bit gentle, but it was the majesty of a superior, never to be violated, familiar to his soul.

Zi Yin suddenly looked back, wanting to see the people behind him.

No.80 six times

Late at night, only one oil lamp was lit in the room, barely supporting the dim scene.

The person on the couch fell asleep peacefully, the white eyelashes trembled slightly, the gorgeous hair was combed and scattered on the chest, like the clear light covering the water, under the dim light, the cold feeling suddenly became soft, and the handsome eyebrows However, there is still a bit of pain in it.

Ouyang Shaogong lit a stick of incense by the small flame of the oil lamp, found an incense burner and put it on the table, and said, "There is not much time, I will go to Murong's illusion and bring him back."

The people around did not respond, Ouyang Shaogong turned to look at her and smiled.

Hongyu still didn't speak, she raised her head slightly, her eyes sparkled like crystal pearls.

Ouyang Shaogong held his wide sleeves in one hand, smiled, raised his hand to lightly touch the corner of her eyes, wiped off a little moisture, and rubbed gently on her cheek: "Why, I'm so sad..."

Hongyu has survived for thousands of years, but she still can't help being startled. Ouyang Shaogong is like a deadly poison with an indescribable charm. When she learned that Ziyin fell in love with this person, she was not surprised.If she hadn't met the master first, perhaps even she would have fallen into it.

"No matter how many times you do it again, you must bring him back." Hongyu whispered, a little hoarse.

Ouyang Shaogong nodded, he was still smiling, soft, warm, and beautiful.No matter how difficult and desperate the situation is, as long as you see his smile, everything seems to be melted, and everything is not worth being afraid of.

He took off the qin behind his back, held the under skirt in one hand, and sat upright in front of the couch with his knees on the ground. He put down the qin slowly, spread his wide sleeves around his body, and stroked the strings with his fingers.

The sound of the piano whispered and spoke quietly, which seemed a little sad.

He could never get out of the illusion that fell into Ziyin's world. It was a world, a world of heaven, earth and everything.

This world is very cold, just like Ziyin's feeling of being icy cold, the eyes are pale, and the snow on the ground is so thick that it creaks when stepped on.A small road leads to the vast white world. Ouyang Shaogong let out a breath of white air, hugged the qin in his arms, and walked deeper step by step. The red qin ears on the xylophone made a rattling sound.

Ziyin's world is so bleak and yet so beautiful.Ouyang Shaogong