A guest listening to the piano

To retrieve the soul, why do so many innocent people have to be implicated? "

Ji Qing looked at Murong Ziying, blinked, and coughed a few times: "Junior Brother Xuan Xiao, are you also here to stop us?"

Xuan Xiao appeared in mid-air, looked at Ji Qing who was seriously ill, and frowned: "Senior sister, you shouldn't be such a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong."

Ji Qing sneered: "Do you think that I dared to fight against the Nine Heavens Xuannv back then, dared to chase myself away from the school, and even dared to kill the gods before... What is the reason?"

Hearing this, Xuan Xiao frowned even tighter.

"...It's just because there are people I care about in Qionghua. Master, brothers, sisters... whoever treats me sincerely, Ji Qing will surely repay you! Sir and I have a deep friendship, both teachers and friends, It can be called a confidant, why can't I help him?"

Xuan Xiao's impression of Ji Qing was completely overturned again at this moment.

Conversely, what Ji Qing said is that if no one in Qionghua was sincere to her, she might just sit back and watch Qionghua fall. Hua stayed behind.However, in essence, there seems to be nothing wrong with it. If there is no emotion, who would do anything?

Xuan Xiao can think clearly, but he doesn't know whether to sigh Ji Qing's cold heart, or to say that she is deeply affectionate.

Seeing Xuan Xiao not saying a word, Ji Qing glanced at the gradually turbulent sky from the corner of Ji Qing's eyes, and turned to look at Ouyang Shaogong who seemed to be looking at her gently all the time: "Sir, today's matter may be hindered a lot."

"Xiaoqing, are you hesitating? Or are you retreating?" Ouyang Shaogong was taken aback, and asked with a smile on his face.

Ji Qing gently hooked a smile, looked into the sky with contemptuous eyes: "Of course not... I want to ask, in the face of the tens of thousands of troops that are coming to the heavens, sir, would you like to work with Ji Qing?" Compose a song of death?"

A few people came back to their senses, and heard Ouyang Shaogong chuckle after a pause. The laughter was extremely pleasant: "Of course. The heavens 'value' the prince's Changqin so much, how can we not pay back? That would not be too rude ?"

Whether it is the demon Xuan Xiao, the immortal Murong Ziying, the mortals Baili Tusu and Yin Qianshang, or the Penglai man Xun Fang, when they follow the direction of Ji Qing and Ouyang Shaogong's line of sight, , They were all horrified to see countless heavenly soldiers and generals looming between the clouds in the sky.This posture, this kind of situation that may only appear during the battle between gods and demons, shocked everyone.

It's just that the matter of the prince Changqin's soul actually provoked Tianting to make such a big move, and there may be some hidden secrets in it.Xuan Xiao, who was the first to recover, secretly speculated in his heart.

In Ji Qing's impression, the Prince Changqin recorded in "Shan Hai Jing" is the god of heaven and earth music, and the fifty strings he possesses correspond to the fifty main roads, and playing in unison can destroy the world.Although in this world, Ji Qing, who has seen all the past events of Prince Changqin, already understands that the development of myths here may be different from other worlds because of the different worlds. However, instead of paying attention to the incident of killing the gods, Ji Qing's speculations never stopped when she paid a lot of attention to the reappearance of the prince Changqin.And the biggest possibility she can estimate is: maybe, Prince Changqin really has the ability to destroy the world.

Soon, several people were surrounded by surroundings: Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals separated from the two sides, standing above the clouds, it can be said that there is no way to go to heaven; under the East China Sea, the dark waves are rough, I don’t know how many shrimp soldiers and crab generals are under the sea surface, it can be said: There is no way out.Ji Qing and Ouyang Shaogong looked at each other, already thinking of dying together.

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There is a story in human myths and legends: There is a pair of lovers in the human race, who fought a decisive battle with the immortals in the East China Sea.The woman turns into a string, the man closes his eyes and plays music, the six worlds hear the sound, the world changes color, and all things cry.The sky will surround them, and the two are irresistible.At the right time, the void starry sky was filled with golden threads, cutting time and space, and the man dissipated in it.The heavens will be shocked, and see the woman suddenly fall into the East China Sea...

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In the ancient times, the gods lived in the realm of the world.The god of fire, Zhu Rong, took the wooden qin from Mt. Mt. and made three of them, named Huanglai, Luanlai, and Fenglai.Zhu Rong was delighted, but he couldn't help worrying, and asked the emperor Nuwa to use the technique of pulling the soul to make this soul a complete life, named Prince Changqin...

The prince Changqin possesses great power, which is tabooed by the heavens, and the emperor of heaven wants to destroy his immortal status with an inexplicable crime.The prince Changqin fought back vigorously, played the piano, and broke away from the sky...

The author has something to say: I finally finished writing in a hurry, a fat chapter~~~

The last two paragraphs of polite words are actually that Ji Qing broke through time and space before she died, and sent Shao Gong back to the ancient times. =

Double update tomorrow, make up the chapter that was not updated on the 18th

I have been hesitating whether to write Xuan Xiao's episode. . .What do you say?

Dream of Red Mansions 1

There is a plant of Annatto by the Sansheng Stone on the bank of the Ling River in the west. Sometimes a waiter of Chiying Palace Shenying sees the branches and leaves of this grass withered and slumped to the ground.Not long after, the waiter of Shenying, with a blazing heart, registered with Fairy Jinghuan, and went down to create an illusion.A few days later, Fairy Jing Huan appeared on the bank of Ling River.

"Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass, you have cultivated into a female body. In the past, Shenying's waiter irrigated it every day. This kind of favor has not been repaid. This time, why don't you also go down to earth and repay her for irrigation?" Flying, vermilion lips parted lightly, smiling at Chuntao.

The annatto grass by the Sansheng Stone has slender and fragile branches, curling up with the wind.As soon as Jing Huan said this, a woman's figure slowly condensed on the fairy grass.This woman is like a fragrant jade, with a slender waist, but her temperament is like a spring plum blossoming in snow and an autumn chrysanthemum covered in frost. If you look closely, you will feel noble and inviolable.Even when Jing Huan saw it for the first time, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, this woman is actually comparable to a god raised by nature.

The woman's brows were thin, and her eyes were neither sad nor happy: "I was born on the bank of the Ling River, where is the water shortage? How do you start with the feeling of irrigation?" Her tone was flat, her words were cold, facing Jing Huan, Although he is not rude, he is not respectful either. Isn't this kind of behavior the reincarnation of Ji Qing? !

The matter of breaking time and space and sending Shao Gong back to the ancient times was far beyond her ability.Unlike before when her body was wiped out, Ji Qing almost lost her soul that time.She can hardly keep awake, she moves between heaven and earth relying on instinct, sometimes she possesses the body of a cocooned butterfly, sometimes she becomes a sprouting seedling, and she lingers on weak animals and plants for several lifetimes, recovering her soul bit by bit. force.

In this life, with her current body, she can barely keep awake for a period of time every day.And the sluggish state of crimson bead grass is not lack of water, but Ji Qing's soul is weak, and the nectar poured by Shenying's waiter is of no use to Ji Qing.Therefore, the feeling of irrigation that Jing Huan mentioned does not exist at all.However, others do not know the details.

Jing Huan was already dissatisfied with Ji Qing's attitude, but now he heard her asking himself such a question, and he felt a little annoyed: "The kindness that waiter Shenying has shown you is obvious to all! Now that he has passed away as a human being, You also go to the next life to be a human being. The benefits of nectar, you will return the tears of your life to him."

Ji Qing raised her eyebrows, and didn't open her mouth to refute Jing Huan's sudden decision. Of course, with her current cultivation, she didn't have the capital to refute.

Seeing that she didn't object, Jing Huan felt a little calmer in his heart, and the anger between his eyebrows subsided a little, then he heard that cold voice again: "Although I don't mind returning tears, but what if there are no tears to return?"

"No tears?" Jing Huan was a little surprised when he heard this.Looking carefully, Ji Qing's flawless white jade face in front of her was deserted, with no mood swings at all. She just realized that this grassy person really lacks affection and love, so it is really possible that she will have no tears to repay.Thinking about the injustice of love affairs that will cause calamity in the past, Jing Huan thought carefully, and after a long time, he sighed: "Come on! You go to reincarnate with the sea of ​​sorrow that is far away from the sky, and one of them will be born in the womb. Sorrow and hatred are refined into love, half and half, and all the sorrow of love and hatred. In this way, there will be tears to pay back!"

Hearing this, Ji Qing, who was not willing at first, was startled, turned around to fetch the seawater of worry, and without further ado, went to incarnate directly under Jing Huan's arrangement.

On the ground of Weiyang in the south of the Yangtze River, in the Yan Yushi Mansion, five-year-old Lin Daiyu served decoctions in front of Jia Min's bed.Not long ago, Lin Ruhai's only three-year-old son died, and Jia Min fell ill.Although Lin Daiyu was young and frail, she did her best to take care of her biological mother.The little child was able to arrange all the affairs in an orderly manner when he was sick, and he didn't make any big mistakes, which only made people praise him in his heart.

"Yu'er, my dear Yu'er, I will go to sleep with my mother this afternoon. There is nothing serious about my mother." Jia Min, who was sick on the bed, took the jasper bowl from Daiyu's hand with one hand, and put it in the little man's mouth with the other. He touched his son's head lovingly.

Daiyu's head rubbed against Jia Min's palm, like a kitten, and she spoke with the sweetness of her little daughter: "Mother, Yu'er is not tired, Yu'er is with you."

Hearing this, Jia Min felt that her heart was very hot. Looking at her only daughter, her eyes felt a little hot, she just turned her face away, and used medicine to cover up her gaffe.

No matter how sensible Lin Daiyu was, she was only a five-year-old child, she couldn't resist Jia Min's insistence, so she went back to her room for a nap in the afternoon.

It's just that in her sleep, Daiyu had a dream in a daze.She dreamed that she was in a pavilion, and there seemed to be a woman and a man playing the piano in the afternoon on the pavilion in the distance, but everything was very blurry, and she couldn't see clearly, even