Playing to the death and cheating on you

Suddenly, there was a burst of music in my ears. 【26nbsp;】She was shocked, the sound was like a flute but not a flute, but it was unusually vicissitudes and melancholy, as if the mood of the player who played it was as desolate as dead ashes.

Even after such a long distance, she couldn't see that person at all, but the image brought by the sound of the flute was distinct and vivid, like a colorful picture scroll, spreading little by little in her heart. However, the layers are distinct, and the water is full of golden mountains, as if a person, at the end of the day, has great love for everything in this world, but also has great abandonment.

The sound was coming from inside the house.

She walked a few steps, condescendingly hid behind a big tree and watched.

On the clearing in the forest, there was an extremely rough chair, with a man sitting in the middle.He was obviously very tired and haggard. At this time, he was holding a very strange musical instrument in his hand. When he approached, he realized that it was made of a few leaves.

She had never seen someone play such a sad tune with leaves.

No matter how close it was, the song became very, very low, as if a person had exhausted all his strength, but could no longer play the last note loudly.He let go of his hand very tiredly, and the whole person fell on the chair.

The eldest princess was overjoyed, and tiptoed in.

It was less than three meters away from that chair.she stops.The man's flute had completely stopped, and the lingering sound carried a trembling tail in the sky.

She clenched the dagger tightly, and suddenly realized that a person is music, and how much strength a person can play is how much strength a person can live.However, this person is so weak that he can't even play. Obviously, the strength to survive is also extremely weak.

So many times of chasing and fleeing, no one dared to ignore the extremely terrifying explosive force on him.

She tried to take a few steps forward.

The man still turned his back to him, ignorant, but his hands were hanging down limply, as if he had turned a deaf ear to everything outside.Her heart moved, and the sound of her footsteps suddenly increased a little, and the fallen leaves on the ground were already creaking... as if a small animal was awakened and passed through the forest; as if a night was passing by the wind, as if it was a layer of cold air Misty down one after another...

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