Chapter 1109

A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world.

A song of pear blossoms, only roses red in the snow.

A song of red smiles, how can the past be hundreds of millions of dollars from the beginning.

A song of reincarnation is bitter, where will you meet again.

A song of chaos, this sword is born extraordinary, floating clouds are not my will, 10,000 years!

In the mountain peaks floating in the air, Lin Yun was in the vast mountains and forests, and he played five songs in a row. Each song does not have a specific score, and it is played at will by virtue of the emotions in the heart.

All the joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all the blood and tenderness in his heart are all in the five songs. The sound of the flute is between heaven and earth, between the mountains and forests, reverberating and blooming.

Each song is his true feelings, and the first song is his loneliness and loneliness, as well as all his suppressed pain and torture on the road to heaven.

The second song is for Sister Xinyan, the third song is for Yue Weiwei, and the fourth song is for Su Ziyao.

These are the three most important women in his life, each of them has irreplaceable weight, and many times, he always waits until he loses it to know how to cherish it.

I didn't understand it at the time, but that emotion was like old wine precipitated in my heart, and the longer it was stored, the deeper the wound became.

For example, Senior Sister Xinyan, he only woke up in horror until now, it turned out that Senior Sister occupied such an important position in his heart.

For example, Yue Weiwei, he looked at the jade flute in his hand, and immediately appeared with the girl in red looking back and smiling on the maple forest by the river.

The red leaves by the river saw the moon for the first time, and the red face smiled for life. Since then, the love thread is difficult to break, and the past can be remembered from the beginning.

Lin Yun looked at the jade flute in his hand, stunned.

In the fourth song, he is a brother for Su Ziyao, this is his lover in two lives, how bitter reincarnation is. He is the earth Lin Yun, and he is also the sword slave Lin Yun, but the earth's Lin Yun is gone, and the sword slave Lin Yun is also gone.

The reincarnation of two lives in one life is bitter, where will I meet you again.

A goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun died nine times on the road to heaven, just to come to Kunlun when he reached the top. Where and when will we meet again?

The suffering of reincarnation can not be compared to the word love!

In the last song, he sang for the funeral sword in his hand, and also for himself. How can my generation be a thing in the pool, this sword was born extraordinary.

The master of the Holy Sword Mountain sang with his sword, and the floating clouds were not my will, and he snapped his fingers for 10,000 years!

Lin Yun is the same, the sword in his hand, how can he be trapped under the floating clouds, and one day he will be above the sky.

In the mountains and forests, there are countless sword intent flowers like ice crystals, covering the void, and in the blink of an eye, it looks like a sky full of stars, as far as the eye can see.

At night, such a beautiful scenery makes people look divine.

"With Xiao Yujian, I see. ”

Lin Yun whispered to himself, and at this moment he completely understood that the true meaning of Yi Xiao Imperial Sword was a love word.

There was a hot current in the center of his eyebrows, and Lin Yun closed his eyes and felt that there was a majestic sword intent accumulating in the center of his eyebrows, wanting to break something, but he couldn't hit it out for a long time.

"Four-grade sword intent, does it have anything to do with it?"

Lin Yun touched his eyebrows thoughtfully, this is not the first time, when the sword intent has been refined before, there will be this change in the center of his eyebrows.

It turned out that Xiao Yin would also help me improve my sword intent, Lin Yun secretly thought in his heart, in this way, practicing Xiao was indeed practicing swords.

I'm really looking forward to what kind of light this sword intent in the sky can bloom in my hands.

Wow!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved, and the flower of sword intent that was dotted in the mountains and forests rose into the air like a Kong Ming lantern.

It's beautiful, it's addictive.

Four-grade sword intent, I'm afraid it will be so beautiful, Lin Yun said softly.

Bang!

Just as Lin Yun was about to leave, among the one hundred and eight peaks floating in the air around the Holy Sword Mountain, an ethereal and lofty piano sound suddenly sounded. The sound of the piano is as beautiful as a fairy sound between the peaks in the clouds, and it instantly touches people's heartstrings.

What a brilliant piano sound!

Lin Yun was secretly surprised in his heart, the master of this piano was afraid that he was many times more clever than the Tsing Yi people in the Holy Sword Mountain before.

He listened attentively, and he couldn't help but rise into the air and wander away above the floating clouds.

After getting closer, Lin Yun's arms were spread, and the clouds and mist were like layers of curtains, unveiled layer by layer in front of him.

When the clouds and fog cleared, Lin Yun saw the person playing the piano in his field of vision, in the pavilion on the top of the peak. There was a woman who was stroking the piano in the pavilion, and her ten fingers were like condensed white snow, and she kept plucking the strings.

It's beautiful!

Just by these two hands, it can be concluded that the owner of the hand must be a peerless beauty.

Lin Yun looked up, and a look of surprise immediately flashed in his eyes, it was her!

The woman was dressed in white, with a hat with a white gauze, and a faint and beautiful face was reflected in the haze.

But if you look closely, you can't really see your face through a layer of fog.

Lin Yun was sure in his heart that she was the mysterious woman who was on the Feiyun Hall seven days ago, the woman in white who was secretly staring at him.

Lin Yun remained silent, approached quietly, and hid in the clouds and mist to observe.

Click!

The sound of the piano in the hand of the woman in white stopped abruptly, but a string broke, and she said leisurely, "Young Master Lin, since you are here, you don't have to hide, I was waiting for you." ”

was discovered, Lin Yun smiled awkwardly and walked out of the clouds.

When he came to the cliff and the pavilion, he found that five wine glasses were already on the table beside him, and they were all filled with wine.

"The girl is waiting for me?"

Lin Yun asked curiously.

The woman in white smiled and said softly: "I haven't played the piano for many years, but after hearing Lin Gongzi's five-song flute tonight, I felt something and felt related." regained his old art, wanting to attract Gongzi and make Gongzi Lin smile. ”

"Lin Gongzi......" Lin Yun said with a smile: "You know my surname, so it seems that it was indeed you that day." ”

The woman in white did not deny it, and said softly: "They said that the road to heaven came to be a strange person, so I came to take a look, and it was really a strange person, otherwise I would really miss a good show." Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world; seven steps into a sword, climbing to the top of the holy sword mountain, the sound of the avenue, the sound of the sword, ringing through the clouds. ”

"It's strange enough, I didn't expect Lin Gongzi's Xiaoyin to have such attainments, which really opened the eyes of the little woman. ”

Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to be praised like this, and said softly: "I just practiced the flute, where can I talk about any attainments." ”

"But this flute sound has clearly obtained the essence of the rhythm, and the sound of the phoenix flute moves, as if in the clouds. But I want to know why Lin Gongzi's flute voice is so melancholy, and it is moving to listen to...... Endless sorrow, endless loneliness, endless joys and sorrows. The woman in white looked up at Lin Yun, her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a jade bead falling on a plate.

The smile on Lin Yun's face instantly converged, and he looked quite surprised, he didn't expect that someone would hear the true meaning of the song, and his face couldn't help but show a little bitterness.

"Girl, do you want to hear a story?"

Lin Yun was silent for a moment, he didn't know why, he did have the desire to speak.

"Sit, drink, please. You say, I listen. The white cloud woman stretched out her hand.

Lin Yun sat down, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile: "It turns out that this wine is really prepared for me, so I'm not welcome." ”

He drank it all, a glass of spirit, burning in his throat like fire. When the wine fell into his stomach, his internal organs immediately turned over and poured into the sea, and his spicy tears appeared in his eyes.

"Good wine!"

Lin Yun said heavily, and then said: "This story is really long, it is said that once upon a time, there was a very remote place, there was a sword slave in a sect, he had average talent and understanding, except for washing the sword with one hand, he had nothing, but he was an infatuated species!"

Hahaha!

Lin Yun laughed, his laughter was sad, but it was full of heroism. He was obviously telling other people's stories, but his own tears were flowing non-stop.

As everyone knows, tonight and night, Earth Lin Yun and Sword Slave Lin Yun are already one person.

He is Lin Yun on the earth, and he is also the sword slave Lin Yun of the Qingyun Sect.

He told the story of Lin Yun to Su Ziyao, from Qingyun Sect to the Great Qin Empire, to the death of Xin Jue, and to the heavy snow in the imperial capital.

Speaking of which, before leaving the Great Qin Palace, the woman who was angry with him and made him not allowed to be proud.

The sun is shining, and you are not allowed to be complacent.

The woman in white looked through the hat and white veil, and when she talked about this, Lin Yun couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, this guy was very proud.

"Are you really proud that you slept with her?" the woman in white interjected for the first time, and a chill quietly spread in the pavilion.

Lin Yun, who was half-drunk and half-awake, didn't notice it, he smiled and said: "How can I be such a superficial person, I am proud because she has me in her heart!"

The five glasses of wine had been drunk for some time, and Lin Yun poured himself the wine, saying while drinking.

He also doesn't know, why is he so unscrupulous today, maybe it's because it's hard to find a soulmate?

Or maybe he really had a lot of stories in his heart, and he wanted to tell people, and he completely unguarded himself in front of this stranger.

He talked about the road to heaven again, talked about the final battle and rejected the other party, and talked about his heartache, but he didn't really forget the other party.

and Xinyan, he also has a lot of reluctance in his heart, and his melancholy and pain come from this.

"Don't be heartbroken, if you really have no feelings for these two women, you will be too cold and heartless. Maybe the person you like will not like you because of it. ”

The woman in white said at the right time.

Lin Yun smiled: "No, it has nothing to do with her. I never imagined that one day I would be trapped in love. The word love is really more difficult than swordsmanship, killing people without seeing blood, unforgettable, and hard to give up. ”

The woman in white said with emotion: "Young Master Lin, it is completely different from what I saw seven days ago. ”

Lin Yun put down the wine glass, his drunken eyes were a little hazy, and he laughed softly: "It's not different, it's just that I can't figure out what the old guy thinks, he wants to play, let's play with him, but it seems to be a little too big." ”

He drank and talked, and at last he was obviously drunk, got up and drew with the other party, telling the other party what the meaning of the five songs he had just played.

At the end of the talk, Lin Yun fell drunk in the pavilion, still muttering to himself in his dream.

When the dawn still broke and the vast sea of clouds was covered with a golden light, Lin Yun opened his eyes leisurely. He was wearing a white fur jacket, the sun was shining on his face, and Lin Yun opened his eyes lazily.

"What is this place?"

Lin Yun woke up in shock, and when he looked around, the pavilion was empty.

It wasn't until he saw the wine glass on the table that Lin Yun slowly thought about it, looked at the white fur jacket on his body again, and said with a wry smile: "It's really embarrassing to be drunk." ”

He staggered to his feet, lifted his glass, and licked off the remaining drinks.

Afterwards, he wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "This wine is really good wine." ”

Wine is good wine, but I don't know if this woman in white is a good person.

Lin Yun shook his head, not thinking too much, he walked through the vast sea of clouds. After half a pillar of incense, he returned to Ting Fengju, and a small figure in Tingfengju was fiddling with his hair irritably.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, it was Xiaoice Feng, she came back from Ye Ziling.

Xiaoice Feng heard the sound and raised his head, Lin Yun was instantly startled, and all the drinks he drank last night were scared.

I saw that Xiaoice Feng's hair was scattered, a mess, and his hair was like a sparrow's nest. There was a bright round blush on his cheeks, and there were a lot of black pockmarks on his face. The most terrible thing is that he is still wearing a rustic red cotton jacket on his body.

Lin Yunchao took a step back and said in fright, "Where did the monster come from!"

When Xiaoice Feng heard this, she choked a few times, and then sat on the ground with her ass, and cried with a wow: "Woo, Lin Yun, you are a bastard, Bendi doesn't want to live!"

[The second chapter was delivered, thanks to the Yuqingfeng boss for the four million vertical and horizontal coins reward, I learned that he was the first tyrant of the Heavenly Knife Yu Qingfeng, the Yuqingfeng of the Huya Bottle Family. But what's even happier is that he has another identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. Qinglong King, Millennium Fire, White-clothed Swordsman, Chu Chaoyun, Emperor Wuji, Mo Chen, Liu Ruyue...... Who else remembers these? 100,000 immortal friends back then, and I don't know where they are scattered now. I am back...... Are you back? If you can, come and go clubbing, I've been tired these days, but I really miss you now. 】