The singing echoed throughout the mountainside, and even some woodcutters who collected firewood put down their machetes and sat aside to listen attentively.

Probably because the woman's singing was too pleasant, and the tone did not change much, Ye Ming played with ease, and his smile gradually widened. This was the first time in his life that he accompanied someone. His jade flute was used to kill people, not

It was used to play music. If Cai Xiaotu couldn't sing well, he wouldn't continue, but he believed he would be willing to be her accompanist in the future.

The sound of the flute is beautiful and the music is wonderful. Ye Xiu, who has always been duplicitous, carries a big knife and jumps with the woman. How great would it be for five people to live like this for the rest of their lives?

They have the same home, the same identity, and the same experience. I believe they will be together forever and will continue to be so happy.

"I bet my youth on tomorrow, and you exchange your true love for this life. I don't know how much sorrow the world has brought over the years, so why not walk away in style!" Cai Xiaotu suddenly hugged the sky, yes, life is short, why not walk away in style? She decided

, from today on, she will no longer hang around, she will live a chic, dignified, and enjoyable life.

Ye Xiu raised his sword and cheered: "Oh, oh, oh, let's take a cool walk!" Growing up, I have never been so close to the palace master, so let's take a cool walk together.

Ahead, Fanxiu slowed down and frowned as he listened. He always felt that it was beyond common sense. He raised his long and slender fingers and counted. This was obviously the Western Rakshasa, but something seemed incomplete. The old prophet once said, the Western Rakshasa

Rakshasa will have a fate. Maybe he will reverse it without him taking action. Is this a reversal?

Is there really someone in the world whose soul is split into two and resides in two different bodies? If not, how can we explain everything behind it? Listening to the beautiful music, there is still no fluctuation on the face, but the pace of slowing down has not accelerated.

That’s all.

He seemed to be willing to listen.

If Cai Xiaotu knew that the still-hearted monk was also attracted by her singing, she would play some more exciting rock music and say, "Hey, yo, cut it!" Fortunately, she didn't see it, otherwise she would be shocked to death and still be immersed in it.

in oneself

In the song, the voice of this Western Rakshasa is really unremarkable, impeccable: "The world is long, the passers-by are in a hurry, the tides rise and fall, grudges and grudges, life and death, how many people can see through it, the world of mortals is rolling!"

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"Infatuation and deep love, there is a time to gather and disperse, leaving half awake and half drunk

At least I have you following me in my dreams

I bet my youth on tomorrow

You exchange your true love for this life

I don’t know how much sorrow there is in the world over the years

Why not take a leisurely walk..."

The green forest belt looks solemn, dignified and magnificent under the blue sky.

On the winding path in the majestic mountain, the man in monk's robe walked slowly forward. After a long distance, the woman walked and danced and sang all the way, activating the atmosphere. Four men with beautiful trees in the wind followed with smiles. They were like her

Like lovers, they all have doting eyes, as if her happiness is their greatest joy, and they are extremely cooperative.

No matter what she does or what request she makes, even if she asks them to die, she will not violate it. Ye Yan is holding leaves in his hands to add music. How beautiful is the picture?

Farther away, on a boulder, a man in purple clothes was leaning against the sun, enjoying the sunshine. When he heard the song, he smiled evilly, even his two thick eyebrows had evil ripples, and the corners of his lips were curved more than

The first quarter moon in the dark night will still subvert all sentient beings.
Chapter completed!