The Seventh Bride of President

There seemed to be a sense of righteousness between the heaven and the earth, and Mo Siyu felt unprecedentedly relaxed and happy.

The faint music is accompanied by the howling cold wind, and it seems to be mixed with a faint smell of blood, hovering on the top of the empty mountain.

She seemed to be in an illusion, and everything around her opened up in front of her eyes, one life was two, two was three, three was all things, all things were living, and the soul was one...

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu." Just as Mo Siyu was intoxicated, the piccolo in his hand was snatched away.

Chu Chuyan's anxious cry rang in his ears.

Opening his eyes, he saw a handsome anxious face and a pair of worried eyes.

"What's the matter?" Mo Siyu was puzzled, didn't he just play a piece of music, and it was the time when he was in high spirits.

"Look at your hands, and say you're fine." Chu Chuyan's deep voice was distressed, and he tore off his close-fitting clothes...

When Mo Siyu looked down, he saw that his palm was bright red, and blood was gurgling from the wound, dripping onto the snow-white ground...

Mo Siyu quickly grabbed a handful of snow, washed his palms, and muttered: "I was just scratched by a stone just now, it's okay, why did I bleed so much?"

Sun Qing also ran over, applied the ointment and powder she carried on Mo Siyu's palm, and said, "My lord, why don't you and our young master go to the cave we passed by to rest for a while, I just found out A lot of snow worms gather together, and when I finish picking them up, they will go down the mountain together."

Chu Chuyan couldn't help but say, after a simple bandage, he took her wrist and walked back: "Go to the cave and stay there, it's windy here, and you're afraid of the cold."

Mo Siyu had no choice but to follow Chu Chuyan to the cave. There was still a pot inside. Chu Chuyan put snow water in the pot and lit a fire: "I'll boil some hot water, wash your hands, and warm up the fire by the way. Just stay here, I'll go out and pick up some dead branches and come back."

Mo Siyu grinned: "I'll continue playing the tune for you."

Chu Chuyan stared at her helplessly: "The song "Gui Yuan" requires exhaustion, why do you play it alone?"

"Other pieces, I'll be able to listen to them twice more. There are only two pieces from yours. I haven't learned them all the time. I always feel that there is something wrong when I play them. When I get the essence of this piece, I won't Don???t blow it again, don???t worry!???

What can Chu Chuyan do? I can only follow her.

After Chu Chuyan came out of the cave, Mo Siyu closed his eyes and continued to play...

It's just that the feeling of being relaxed and happy, like being trapped in an illusion, seems to be gone. After blowing to the back, that unsustainable feeling gradually surged up again, a little powerless.

Mo Siyu stopped, stuffed the piccolo into his clothes, and slowly opened his eyes, suddenly startled by the scene in front of him.

It was as if all kinds of bugs hiding in the entire mountain had crawled out, crawling around the entrance of the cave, forming a large black mass.

Some even encountered natural enemies, biting, gnawing, and devouring each other, and the scene was once shocking.

Although Mo Siyu is not afraid of these things, he is also afraid of being trapped in the cave by these insects. He was so frightened that he was about to rush out of the cave. When he reached the entrance of the cave, he saw many mice and even small animals that had hibernated in front of the cave. Fleeing, like a fly without a master...

Mo Siyu suddenly panicked: What happened? All these animals hiding in the mountains have come here, will those ferocious beasts like blind bears, lions, tigers and wild wolves also come out?