Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 368 Imprisonment (3)

The cracking sound of the barrier stopped abruptly.

The sound of the flute curled up and rose out, like a circle of slightly swaying light waves, surrounding Feng Wu's side little by little.

Superimposed with the sound of Liuliqin, it is unexpectedly harmonious.

The two syllables, which are clearly opposite, merged in an instant, but no one could ignore the melody that met in mid-air, and the sparks that collided made a buzzing sound.

Snapped……

With a crisp sound, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The strings in her hand broke, causing Feng Wu to open her thin lips, and then a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The sound of the flute remained the same, but Feng Wu stared at the broken strings in a daze, and sighed for a long time: "You won."

I'm sorry, Muge.

Wu'er can't go to see you anymore. Will there be another chance in the future?
Feng Wu looked dejected, sitting on the bed, the glazed qin in her hand was tarnished due to the broken strings.

"Xiao Wu'er, you know, I just want to get you." Bai Yu opened his lips, his voice as light as water slowly escaped, and he sighed softly for a long time.

He didn't want to do this either, but... besides doing this, what else could he do?
Xiao Wu'er, do you know that apart from sealing your memory, he has no reason to imprison you by his side anymore.

do you know?

He murmured in his heart, looking at Feng Wu's figure, the flute on the corner of his lips was still blowing slowly, the heart-pounding sound of the flute slowly permeated, and finally entered Feng Wu's mind.

Little by little, her memory was sealed.

"Mu Ge..."

Feng Wu murmured and closed her eyes, a tear was shining on her beautiful face.

The look of despair caused Bai Yu's heart to ache. The flute paused, but it sounded again in an instant.

Maybe it was the pause, maybe Feng Wu's obsession was too strong.

There was a crack in Bai Yu's memory seal, as if it was indicating that one day in the future, she would ring again.

The name deep in my memory is Beimuge.

……

"Wu'er..."

Half a year later, on the Qianjue Peak in the Central Continent, Bei Muge murmured, standing on a high place, looking at the verdant green below the peak from afar.

Looking around, there is a continuous color.

However, a little bit of the incident with Feng Wu was playing back in his mind. Half a year ago, after he smelted the weak water, he used the weak water for several uses. However, even though he had a vast spiritual sense, he still couldn't find any trace of Feng Wu.

It has been half a year, a little shorter than last time, but this time he is sober.

"Holy Son, please go back to the Wu Clan." Behind him, a person appeared at some point.

With a slender figure and an exquisite figure, Si Yi knelt on one knee, looking straight at Bei Muge, with a strong possessiveness in her eyes.

Ever since she learned that her elder sister fell in love with someone else, she, Si Yi, has been determined to win His Highness the Son's heart.

But now, after half a year of company day and night, what he got in return is still his cold eyes.

why?
Why can that bitch Feng Wu, her sister can make all the clan support her to sit on the position of holy concubine, but she can't?

No, she doesn't believe it!

She can too!

"I'm not the holy son of the witch clan, you can go." Bei Muge said without looking back.

"Holy Son...but all the Wu people are looking forward to..."

boom.

With a muffled sound, Bei Muge turned around, shook his sleeves, and stared at her with a sneer: "Do you want to die?"

"I……"

Si Yi opened her mouth, but was thrown aside again by Bei Muge's palm.

Bei Muge stared at her with a slight smile in his eyes, but no one could ignore the mockery: "You? Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)