cold wings

Slender fingers stroked the long black hair, as if stroking a beloved pet: "I'm sorry..."

Leng Xiao didn't answer, and his handsome face showed no expression.Both of them ignored everyone around them... and the Tianzhi Palace servants and elders who followed Leng Xiao also directly ignored Leng Xiao and Leng Qiyun.

"There is nothing to say sorry for!" Leng Xiao said softly.

"You...you remember, I will..." Covering what Leng Qiyun was about to say with his slender hands, Leng Xiao lowered his eyes, how could he not remember...

The possession of that day, the heartbreak of that day, the oath of that day... But when I saw you appearing in front of me, I didn't have the resentment of that day... Leng Qiyun timidly raised his head, stiffened for a long time, that For a moment, he finally understood what pain is and it's worth it!

Leng Xiao took his hand away, caressed Leng Qiyun, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back!"

"Do you think I am heinous?" A breeze-like smile rises, like the sun that has disappeared in the ice and snow, with a touch of self-mockery.

"I was really crazy at that time, and I actually hurt you..." The beautiful eyes were shining like glass, slightly hurting.

"I said... no! Did you hear that?" An angry expression filled his face, Leng Xiao approached Leng Qiyun in front of everyone, as if he really wanted to do something: "If you want to make up for something... .Just go back with me!"

Leng Qiyun looked at Leng Xiao thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled and nodded silently.

Leng Xiao turned his head to look at the place where the two enchanting figures should be standing, but only nodded to Leng Xiao with a calm startled face.Leng Xiao was startled, Yun Mei frowned slightly: "Where are Young Master Xuan and Mu Han?"

There was a strange light in Jingfeng's eyes, and his expression was solemn: "The young master left a message, you can go back on your own, you don't need to say goodbye to the young master!"

Leng Xiao was speechless, hugged Leng Qiyun, disappeared, and everyone in Tianzhi Palace also disappeared.Everyone couldn't regain their senses, so Jingfeng had to wake them up with a word: "The clan competition is disbanded!"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly felt that this clan competition was like a joke. It started as soon as it started, and ended as soon as it ended, so why was it so grand...Jing Feng seemed to have seen through everyone's thoughts, and smiled lightly: "It's not the end, it's disbandment. Today's competition ends here! Future competitions will be conducted in the same way as the previous clan competitions. I hope everyone will recall their respective competitions well."

Even if they were puzzled, everyone retreated one after another.Jingfeng sighed, helplessness in his eyes.The young master did this for Mu Han. He didn't know that Mu Han knew it, but those people understood the young master's actions... not only because of Mu Han, but also because of the ominous person who landed in the future...

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In a round of lonely and lonely moon, the sound of a piano is cold, blown away by a night of long winds.

When I hear the bright moon leaning on the railing, I will never forget the melancholy sound of the zither in the lonely forest.

Under the bright moonlight, Leng Xiao and Leng Qiyun, who had returned to the Tianzhi Continent, were together.

The sound of the piano that night fluttered in the wind and also in Leng Qiyun's heart.

The white mist is misty, the rain is falling slightly, a yellow shadow is looming in the mist, and the white flute with jade fingers is lingering in the wind, scattered and lonely.

Everything is so holy, not stained with a trace of worldly filth.

Mu Die's body moved the vines and grasses, breaking the dark night and returning to a pair of deep black eyes.

"Wooden plate?"

"I just heard your piano sound, so I came here...I didn't want Qi Yun to be here, sorry!" With a soft tone, the love for Leng Qiyun in Mu Die's eyes disappeared. There is no past, no future, only There is despair and indifference.

Leng Qiyun looked at the wooden plate without hesitation, and said in a cold, emotionless voice, "I hope we can still be friends!"

friend... is it still possible?But love the wrong person, yes!Just love the wrong person, huh, huh!Loving the wrong person... "Hmmm..."

The answer seemed to be light smoke, ethereal and misty, and the white flute in his hand fell into thousands of pieces.Leng Xiao closed his eyes, struggling in his heart whether to comfort Luoshang's wooden plate, but he couldn't let go of the injured Leng Qiyun.Leng Xiao laughed at himself: I can't see the facts clearly...