The Xiao Has Gone Cold, the Flute Sounds Chilly

Lead Wearing white clothes and purple flutes, green shirts and jade flutes, blue skirts, and black clothes, her eyes were speechless, and she went to three places in silence. Purple Flute and Jade Xiao "Meeting you for the first time is like an old friend." The acquaintance between some people is as indifferent as flowers blossoming and falling. They have no contact with each other. They just know that there is such a person. When they meet in the distance, they are old acquaintances on the Sansheng Stone. All the things in the past only paved the way for today, they are happy and know each other, but there is no complete and clear reason. She is handsome and cold and arrogant, he is as gentle as jade, Purple Bamboo Secret Envoy, and Mo Yuxiao Master are just the names of people in the world. Maybe such names have been engraved in people's hearts and they have forgotten their names. Maybe they don't need names at all, each of them is a symbol in itself. "The flowers on the tree are just a seed in the ice and snow." For her or them, this seed called "freedom" and "peace" is not easy to come by. Even if it means death or losing a unique skill, even if it means giving up everything, they are not willing to give it up. People can be very similar to each other, even if they only meet for the first time. I never expected them to leave together, because the space, the freedom they left to each other, was just like what they themselves hoped for, and nothing could be taken away from them. "Today is over, I will say goodbye to you. Sir, I will cherish you more." Because it is "treasured" and "valued", I don't want to be with each other, but would rather look at each other. A song "Happiness upon Meeting", parting without seeing each other. There is no explanation or retention, because there is no need, I understand, and I am still an old acquaintance. Nange Gongye Chapter Eternal three thousand weak waters flowed between them, with death on one bank and life on the other. They seemed to be on two opposite banks, facing each other, or if they were dependent on each other and living together, even the latter had no chance. "Charming" should be the description of the clothes and dance. "Elegant and refined, with orchids blooming alone, charming the country and the city" is the description of Nange. However, I wholeheartedly believe that under the human skin mask, she is still charming and heart-warming, even heart-breaking. Because poison is art, and as beautiful as it is, using poison is a more elegant art. He died of poison at her hands, how charming he died. "When you smell it, it's poison, when you drink it, it's medicine." He is clever, just like Nan Ge himself. To strangers, she is undoubtedly a poison; to those who can put their hearts into it, she is medicine. In fact, she is also suffering from poison. Maybe he can cure it, but maybe there is no cure. People can be very wise, but they can only be ruthless. If you want her to live well, you must always be sharp. Dressed in black, it is easy to see but not see through. Of course "Divine Machine Calculation" believes that she has this ability, but she is not confident that she can calculate what she wants. As long as everything continues, - "I don't have time to be pretentious with you. Our contract is not over yet, and you will not die so easily. I am good at calculation, and I never do business at a loss. I am a ruthless person, do you know it today? Chasing my soul is just a weapon, and you are just a tool that is indispensable for the time being. Since Protector Nan Ge is not feeling well, then you can stay in the Pavilion listening to the perfume to recuperate." How can a lonely string sound? Remember The story can continue, but it's better not to continue. What's the ending? No ending is exactly the ending, a truly sad ending. The following is a brief talk: In fact, my favorite is Gongye~~ Ahh~~ I don't know what to say, forgive me~~Ah~~

Lead Wearing white clothes and purple flutes, green shirts and jade flutes, blue skirts, and black clothes, her eyes were speechless, and she went to three places in silence. Purple Flute and Jade Xiao "Meeting you for the first time is like an old friend." The acquaintance between some people is as indifferent as flowers blossoming and falling. They have no contact with each other. They just know that there is such a person. When they meet in the distance, they are old acquaintances on the Sansheng Stone. All the things in the past only paved the way for today, they are happy and know each other, but there is no complete and clear reason. She is handsome and cold and arrogant, he is as gentle as jade, Purple Bamboo Secret Envoy, and Mo Yuxiao Master are just the names of people in the world. Maybe such names have been engraved in people's hearts and they have forgotten their names. Maybe they don't need names at all, each of them is a symbol in itself. "The flowers on the tree are just a seed in the ice and snow." For her or them, this seed called "freedom" and "peace" is not easy to come by. Even if it means death or losing a unique skill, even if it means giving up everything, they are not willing to give it up. People can be very similar to each other, even if they only meet for the first time. I never expected them to leave together, because the space, the freedom they left to each other, was just like what they themselves hoped for, and nothing could be taken away from them. "Today is over, I will say goodbye to you. Sir, I will cherish you more." Because it is "treasured" and "valued", I don't want to be with each other, but would rather look at each other. A song "Happiness upon Meeting", parting without seeing each other. There is no explanation or retention, because there is no need, I understand, and I am still an old acquaintance. Nange Gongye Chapter Eternal three thousand weak waters flowed between them, with death on one bank and life on the other. They seemed to be on two opposite banks, facing each other, or if they were dependent on each other and living together, even the latter had no chance. "Charming" should be the description of the clothes and dance. "Elegant and refined, with orchids blooming alone, charming the country and the city" is the description of Nange. However, I wholeheartedly believe that under the human skin mask, she is still charming and heart-warming, even heart-breaking. Because poison is art, and as beautiful as it is, using poison is a more elegant art. He died of poison at her hands, how charming he died. "When you smell it, it's poison, when you drink it, it's medicine." He is clever, just like Nan Ge himself. To strangers, she is undoubtedly a poison; to those who can put their hearts into it, she is medicine. In fact, she is also suffering from poison. Maybe he can cure it, but maybe there is no cure. People can be very wise, but they can only be ruthless. If you want her to live well, you must always be sharp. Dressed in black, it is easy to see but not see through. Of course "Divine Machine Calculation" believes that she has this ability, but she is not confident that she can calculate what she wants. As long as everything continues, - "I don't have time to be pretentious with you. Our contract is not over yet, and you will not die so easily. I am good at calculation, and I never do business at a loss. I am a ruthless person, do you know it today? Chasing my soul is just a weapon, and you are just a tool that is indispensable for the time being. Since Protector Nan Ge is not feeling well, then you can stay in the Pavilion listening to the perfume to recuperate." How can a lonely string sound? Remember The story can continue, but it's better not to continue. What's the ending? No ending is exactly the ending, a truly sad ending. The following is a brief talk: In fact, my favorite is Gongye~~ Ahh~~ I don't know what to say, forgive me~~Ah~~

"Just at this moment, the sound of a flute sounded as cold as rain outside the boat, penetrating through the soft silk and bamboo like shocking lightning, yet misty and distant, like a lonely white lotus in the middle of the lake at night, the wind carried a clear sound, and a dark fragrance floated on it. The sound was clear and elegant, the mountains were sinking and the water was empty. The faint sound of the flute made people's souls move. The musicians on the boat stopped playing and listened attentively. "This piece of music is not bad."

"A light blue gown appeared at the corner of the stairs. He held a light blue oil-paper umbrella casually in his hand. The thin water dripped along the folded umbrella leaves onto the wooden floor, leaving a dizzy dark black water stain. There was a three-foot long black jade flute on his waist, and there were traces of rain on the corners and cuffs of the clothes." This section is very delicate, and it feels like time has slowed down.

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