In front of the three of them, Qingqing spread his palms to let the star bottle fully display the whole picture under the sunset. Seeing that Yue Chuan was still holding the crossbow straight, he nodded and said: "General, let's go back."

Nan Xiao stared at Qing Qing's slender hands and couldn't help but squeeze her eyes a few times. Seeing the five-pointed glossy brown star bottle, it was clearly the only one containing the antidote to "Snow Wormwood". Seeing the two heads looking at each other, Qing Qing said: He twitched his lips and said, "The back room on the second floor of Head Nan's residence is buried in the rosin block at the head of the bed."

"You!" Nan Xiao suddenly jumped up and pointed his sword straight in front of Qing Qing's face. Before Nan Xiao could not help but violently move his hand, Yue Chuan had already pulled Qing Qing, walked through the human-shaped wall, and walked away.

And left. I don’t know how long it took before I heard another yelling from behind: "Wild bastard taught by the white-skinned ghost!"

A white robe brushed against the withered grass, and there were specks of grass and mud, but it did not stain Nan Jiayou's flawless clothes at all. An Yu had already woken up and was sipping the antidote soup with Yue Chuan's support.

The footsteps of tap, tap, tap were getting closer and closer. Qingqing caught a glimpse of a familiar underwater figure, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When Jiayou came to the four of them, he neither saluted nor exchanged greetings: "Atai and Ayue from Ruixin Pagoda were tied together by their hands and feet, and hung upside down on an old branch in the dense forest outside the pond." Yuechuan and the others said.

Looking at each other, they didn't understand what he meant.

Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and blinked: "Because of eavesdropping."

Unexpectedly, Jiayou heard this and didn't ask any further questions. He just took off the white bandana from his waist and placed it across his mouth. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. An ethereal sound fell crisply on the withered grass, like a pearl plate dumped by a crescent moon.

, one tipped over, and it all spilled out in an instant.

"The shadow falls under the plum blossom, and the sound and appearance are vague. In the flying white lantern, the red plum falls in the east."

This is a tune that sings about falling plum blossoms in the cold winter. Although it has no words or sentences, it really matches the refreshing coolness of the frost pond. Qingqing relaxed and allowed this gentle song to penetrate moment by moment.

into the mind.

With a "buzz" sound, the music stopped abruptly in its smooth flow. Jiayou opened his eyes and faced Qingqing's hazy eyes.

"Is this the reason?"

"Um."

Jiayou responded, turned around and left. Qingqing stood up, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and she couldn't take a step. When she turned around, she met Mo Lingfeng's faint eyes:

"This song is also one of the lost ones."

Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Which song?"

""Jiaopian·Falling Plum Blossoms""

At dawn the next day, Qingqing walked by the pond and took a closer look at yesterday's victory list. I heard that Mr. Wen Li was very aggressive, but it was a pity that he couldn't help coughing and was beaten by Nan Jiayou.

The "Phoenix Stage" seized the opportunity. Little Princess Wen Qing was no match for Ruixinta Ah Yue. She lost the competition and was beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She was still bleeding from her nose in the morning.

An Yu lost to Jiang Chenbi, and Nan Jianing lost to Linghu Qingqing. It's a pity that the two Huata girls had to go to the woods to show off their excellent ear training skills, otherwise they wouldn't have been so injured by the quilt painting that they wouldn't be able to go to the examination room.

The last winner naturally fell on the head of the young leader of Jimo in Beiyi Yamo.

Before his thoughts could be turned around, he heard the tinkling sound of bells blowing in the wind, the cold wind drifted through the colorful silk sleeves, the fragrance was faint, and the gold and silver steps clattered on Jiang Shenbi's head. Shen Bi recognized Qing from a distance.

The back of Qing's green robe smiled like a magpie calling in early spring: "Ah, ah, it turns out she is my cousin's new wife! From now on, will my surname be Linghu, or will she change it to our family's surname?"

"Speak to your cousin for me." The cyan sleeves are like mountain green ink, reflecting the clouds in the distance of Qingqing, "Return the white jade flute intact, and I will spare his life; otherwise, I will
Chapter completed!