Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 372

"what happened?"

Just now he sprained his ankle when he fell, and it hurt badly when he walked, but Hongyu didn't seem to care about it at all.

With every step, the golden bells on the feet jingle, the plain cloak on the body is still dancing, the skin like jade is stagnant, thin beads of sweat are on the forehead, and the tip of the nose is also, under the golden sun, more and more Touching, the corners of the mouth are upturned, a smile is not a smile, the eyes are flowing and shining, as if to suck the whole mind of the person.

The small stones of different colors are covered with water droplets, reflecting the dazzling light in the sunlight. She steps under the tiny light, which should be radiant, but for some reason, her whole body is full of light. It was as if she was enveloped by the hazy drops of water, and those drops of water seemed to change from her outer clothes to her tears in an instant.

You would think, this is a magnificent woman, young and beautiful, but has the hesitation and vicissitudes that the gray-haired old man does not have.

Xiyan frowned, and lowered her head, she didn't notice anything unusual about Hongyu, she was fascinated by the red blood oozing from the rupture of her right index finger, until Hongyu approached her, her blank eyes gradually faded away. The color of clarity has been restored.

"Hongyu, can you hear the sound of the drum beating?"

Hongyu glanced at Xiyan, her complexion was strange, very pale.

"You heard it wrong."

She smiled, turned her head away, and said disapprovingly.

She had just danced to her heart's content, she just wanted to keep the most beautiful side of herself in her memory, she didn't hear the sound of thunder, but she knew that Xiyan's sight and hearing was very good, since she heard it, she couldn't go wrong of.

"is it?"

Xiyan looked at Hongyu, as if she was asking her, but also as if she was asking herself.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of beating the drum suddenly sounded again, without the sluggish piano sound, it became more and more clear, as if it was in Xi Yan's ears.

"Hongyu, listen, it's really the sound of drums beating."

Hongyu looked at Xiyan and nodded.

Xi Yan suddenly thought of something, her eyes widened, her face turned pale instantly, she almost rudely removed the guqin placed on her knees, yelled, and suddenly stood up from the ground.

Hongyu squatted on the ground, looked up at Xiyan, feeling sad.

"Hongyu, I suddenly have a bad feeling."

Xiyan stared at Hongyu with a flustered expression, speaking with indescribable anxiety, she felt very uneasy.

All along, because of Hongyu's abnormal behavior, she always thought that this uneasiness came from Hongyu, but now, she was worried about Xiaobai.

Restless, restless, restless.

"Since you are worried, go and have a look."

Hongyu suddenly lowered her head, looking at the guqin placed at Xiyan's feet.

Xiyan hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, and said to Hongyu: "You wait for me here for a while, make sure Xiaobai is fine, and I will be right back."

Xiyan turned around, still feeling uneasy, pointed at Hongyu, with a serious look, and continued to remind: "Remember to wait for me."

She looked at Hongyu, feeling uneasy, so naturally she didn't pay attention to her feet, she took two steps forward, and stepped on the burnt Guqin, only to hear a few consecutive sounds of puffs and puffs, and the strings flicked. In an instant, everything was broken, Xi Yan looked down at her feet, and looked at the destroyed Qin, feeling more and more uneasy in her heart, and she didn't care much, she didn't turn her head, and hurried towards the hunting direction.

Hongyu was still squatting on the ground, with a smile on her face, staring blankly at the direction where Xiyan disappeared, until the petite figure converged into a point, and finally disappeared, she gradually withdrew her gaze, looked down at the ground The destroyed guqin, squatting and walking, gently touching, as if stroking the face of the sunset, the smile on the face disappeared little by little, like burnt ashes, never returning to its original appearance.

"Yu'er, it's been hundreds of years, why can't you let go? She will never like you."

At some point, the old man had already walked to Hongyu and looked at her, who was squatting on the ground, and sighed, full of love, but indescribable helplessness.

"I know."

Hongyu nodded, and held the Guqin broken by Xiyan tightly in her arms, tears shedding faster.

She knows that no matter how deeply she loves and how much she pays, she will never like her. Her person, her heart, is what she wants but can't get anyway. She knows, she I know it all, but she just can't control it, can't control her feelings.

A person who cultivates immortals should not have feelings, and once he has feelings, he will be lost forever. At the first glance, he is doomed to the current result. Maybe that day, he shouldn't run out of Yunmeng Mountain willfully, that way he won't Met, but if this is the case, what's the point of even cultivating to become an immortal.

Hongyu raised her head, the sun was hanging in the sun, it was very dazzling, but she kept her eyes wide open, she did not move, her heart was not afraid of pain, would she still care about these eyes?
The silver-haired old man couldn't help but sighed again, this is the most qualified firefox in their entire fox clan, this one has been produced for thousands of years, unexpectedly it turned out like this.

"Have you made up your mind?"

For such a person whose heart is not on her, is it worth it?
Hongyu sniffed and nodded, "I came here for her."

Hongyu wiped away the tears on her face with a smile, put the guqin in its original position, stood up suddenly, and walked a few steps forward towards the direction Xiyan left just now. It began to flood again: "I can't wait for you."

That voice was so fragile, like a child who lost her direction and was at a loss. As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground, crying uncontrollably. On the plain cloak, the holy snow lotus was instantly stained red with blood, charming. enchanting.

Xiyan has a good memory, and based on her own memory, she ran towards the route she came from. After a while, she saw soldiers patrolling back and forth, some of whom were still holding horses.

Without even thinking about it, Xiyan snatched the whip from the man, but before the man could react, Xiyan had already waved the whip and left.

When Xiyan returned to the open space just now, she was still on horseback, her eyes were quickly scanning the temporary tents, feeling restless and wanting to kill someone.

With so many tents, she thought she didn't have the patience to find them.

Xiyan got off her horse, and was about to ask someone to ask someone, when the curtain of a tent was lifted, Xiyan looked at Xia Mingxu who was dressed in black, her eyes lit up, she suddenly felt kind, she took the reins in her hand, and ran over.

Seeing that it was Xiyan, Xia Mingxu also showed a smile on his face, let go of the hand of the accompanying eunuch, and walked over with a smile.

(End of this chapter)