Respect

That night.

The moonlight was a bit dim, and the night breeze was a bit cool.

Yunxia faction, in a garden.

Ouyang was sitting quietly in the chair with her hands on her chin, and her pretty pretty face seemed to be in a daze.

Little girl's mood is not good, to be precise, a bit messy.

Although she did n’t like her master very much, after all, she had been studying under the door of Feixue real person for two years. Now, the real person of Feixue was beaten by Gu Qingfeng with a slap and was half dead. Some are uncomfortable.

It's just not the reason that left her dazed.

It was Gu Qingfeng who really made her fall into distraction.

Unknown identity? Strong physical body? Incredible perception? God's skill? The power of terror?

Do not!

None of them.

Although she was curious, she was just curious, which made her fall into meditation. What she couldn't help losing was she didn't know why Gu Qingfeng always had a feeling that he had known each other.

This feeling has appeared three times.

The first time was in the Hongye Valley, the second time was to compete for the Chief of the Twelve Houses, and the third time was the trial test of the previous few days.

He didn't know why he felt this way, nor did he know where Gu Qingfeng had known him, and this inexplicable feeling was both familiar and unfamiliar, why he was familiar, she did n’t know, why he was unfamiliar, and even less.

She doesn't know anything.

It was just this feeling, especially after witnessing the trials and tests, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

"Is it related to that dream?"

Ouyang Ye had a secret. She had been having a strange dream since she was a child. The reason why she said that the dream was strange was because the dream was vague, misty, and chaotic. In the dream, she also knew the Yunxia faction. Feeling, this feeling also made her familiar and unfamiliar.

This is why she worshiped Yunxia School. She wanted to know the reason for her understanding of Yunxia School. Only two years later, she has travelled to every corner of Yunxia School. strange.

But what does this have to do with Gu Qingfeng?

I have a feeling of Yunxia faction because of the dream that I grew up with since childhood, but there is no ancient breeze in the dream.

Just thinking about it, the more you get confused, the more you lose your mind.

Very annoying.

Ouyang Ye took out the guqin from the storage bag and played it, playing the laughing red dust written by King Chixiao.

She plays the piano whenever she is upset over the years.

Little Girl has read a lot of books since she was a child. She has read a lot of books on music and rhythm, and she has played a lot of songs. She only prefers the songs of King Qixiao.

As everyone knows, the song of King Qixiao said that the mystery in the pop music, even if it can pop the music completely, it requires a high degree of musical accomplishment.

Strange to say, Ouyang Ye has never practiced the song of King Qixiao, as long as she listens to it, she can also play the mystery in the song. As for the reason, she does not know it.

Anyway, I can play, just like I have practiced before, but the key is that she has not actively practiced the song of King Xiaoxiao, even if it hasn't happened once, just listen to it once.

Every time she played the red laughter, her troubles would be completely forgotten.

Only this time, I do n’t know why.

This laughing red dust was originally a very complicated genre. It was a song written by the red dust king when he left the world to remember the past. The bits in the song also remember the red dust king's things in the world ...

The genre should be very plain, just for remembrance, just for parting.

However, at this moment Ouyang played extremely messy at the moment, and the more quickly the fingers danced with both hands, the faster the piano sound, like the crackling thunder and lightning, is very rushed and crazy.

"Every night, why are you playing in the middle of the night?"

Ouyang Feiyue walked out wearing a white robe. Xu Shi was resting just now. Her beautiful face was still a little embarrassed. When she walked to the veranda, she saw Ouyang Ye dance like a demon.

Ouyang Feiyue suddenly lost his sleep, and shouted Ouyang Ye's name again.

No one responded.

The speed of Ouyang's night dancing piano became more and more crazy. For some reason, the courtyard suddenly became windy.

Here, Ouyang Ye's three thousand long hair fluttered wildly, and a beautiful, pretty face became cloudy. Her eyes gradually became more red. She continued to dance the piano crazy, and murmured in her mouth: "I can't forget ... really can't forget ... "

"Oh ... you don't know who I am! You didn't know from the beginning ..."

"Hehehe ... Do you want to know who I am? You only remember me now, but forget about me before!"

"You've forgotten me before, you've forgotten ..."

"And I can't forget you ..."

"When you left, you said you would let me wait for you ..."

"But you didn't come back ... you didn't ..."

Ouyang Ye said intermittently, smiling and laughing, like crazy and like a real capricorn.

On the opposite side, Ouyang Feiyue frowned, asking suddenly: "Yeah! What are you talking nonsense, aren't you playing the piano and the magic wand? I told you not to play the King's song ..."

Ouyang Feiyue walked over to persuade him, and the opposite Ouyang Ye didn't even look at it. His right arm fluctuated the strings, and a series of plosive sounds burst out in a condensed voice: "Go away!"

puff!

Ouyang Feiyue didn't know what was going on. She felt the eardrums roar, the blood in her body was twitching, and she was working her psychic power, but she was moving backwards. She was about to open her mouth, she just felt a sweet throat, spilled a blood, raised her head, her face was pale , Horrified, "Every night, how are you ... I am ... I am your aunt!"

Sitting in the gazebo, Ouyang Ye ignored it and continued to play the piano, talking to himself like a madman.

"Everything starts here ... Everything starts here ..."

"Can't go back, never go back ..."

"I am a demon ... wait for you to become a demon ..."

"I wait for you to become a devil ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You save me from being a **** ... you don't owe me, I don't owe you ..."

"Don't ask who I am! I will never tell you ..."

"I am a demon. From the beginning, you thought I would become a Buddha? My heart is a buddha? I am a demon, it was before, it is now, and it will always be, and I will always remember that I am waiting for you Waiting for a devil ... "

"The Buddhism doesn't recognize me as a demon, the Daoism doesn't recognize me as a Buddha ... ha ha ha ..."

"Don't force me!"

"Never force me! I said that if you do n’t reincarnate, I wo n’t reincarnate. If the heavens try to judge you, I will go against the sky with you ... I will accompany you ... forever ..."

"Don't force me ... I won't reincarnate ..."

"I said ... if you don't reincarnate, I won't reincarnate ..."

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