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Part 4: Heng Jian Snow Faces the Wind Chapter 486: Shang Xiufang¡¯s Hand, Shi Qingxuan¡¯s Mouth (13)

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    In the middle of the night, the flowers are falling and the light rain is falling.  Shi Zhixuan no longer has the stern look of the evil king in the past, only his shoulders are hunched, and he is filled with tears. He stands tall at the end of the falling flowers and rain. From the invisible shadow, he stares at the only dimly lit place in the garden, choked with tears.  The water mist in the eyes has already covered all the palace buildings and trees, blurring the distinction between things, making the lonely lamp and dripping flame of the spiritual place even more desolate and cold and beautiful.  Shi Qingxuan was offering the flute in front of his soul, and the sound of the flute was like weeping and complaining, mixed with the messy wind, accompanied by scattered rain, rolling up the incomplete flowers, as white as snow petals withered, isolating a quiet space that is completely independent of the world.  Even if the Sanskrit chanting continues in the distance, it cannot invade it at all.  The flute music played intersects with the night sky and spring rain to form a sad and beautiful melody, brewing an emotional storm full of depression and depression.  "The spring is in the empty pool, the ancient mirror shines on the gods, the body is purified, and the moon returns to its true form. Gazing at the stars, singing songs, the flowing water is today, and the moon is the predecessor." Shi Zhixuan sang along with the music, his eyes shot out the heart-breaking words  She looked sad, her face was full of tears, her body was hot and trembling, and she couldn't help herself.  He didn¡¯t dare to approach or stay away. He just stood empty and stared with tears rolling down his face.  Hou Xibai suddenly appeared to the side. Seeing this situation, he hesitated to move forward.  Shi Zhixuan lowered his head and said, "How many groups of people have come?" The emotion poured into his voice was completely inconsistent with the meaning of his words.  Hou Xibai whispered: "Three batches. Master, you should go. Although Fu Cailin is worried about Cihang Jingzhai not coming, Yun Shuai will definitely not give up. The disciple is alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist for too long Qingxuan  It's okay for the young lady to stay in Yuhe Nunnery." Shi Zhixuan ignored him and asked, "Is Feng Xiaoxiao here?" Hou Xibai shook his head and said, "I knew before I came that he was blocked by Princess Dongming at Da Shang's residence, even if he had the intention to do so.  , I¡¯m afraid it may not be as good as one wishes.¡± Shi Zhixuan looked up at the hazy night and murmured: ¡°I have been waiting for you for a long time. If you are gone, my little Qingxuan will be sad, my little Qing.  Xuan is going to be sad" Hou Xibai was silent. Shi Zhixuan was talking about Shi Qingxuan, but he was thinking about Shi Feixuan.   "Why should Yun Shuai be impatient?" There were figures lurking outside the nunnery. Yang Xuyan covered his head with black light, only showing his eyes. He leaned on the ground and said: "Shi Zhixuan is born with a tendency of self-destruction. He cannot tolerate perfect results.  The same is true for others and for himself. When he fell in love with Bi Xiuxin, it was the moment when he started to eliminate it. When he helped the Sui Dynasty reach its peak, it was also the moment when he started to destroy it.  " His deep voice had an indescribable and unpredictable strangeness, and he said slowly: "If Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't come, if he really comes to make things happen with Shi Qingxuan, Shi Zhixuan will destroy it with his own hands at that moment.  All this is beautiful and complete. Until then, it is the best time for us to take action." After listening to Yang Xuyan's words, Yun Shuai finally calmed down his anxious mind, but couldn't help but worry: "What kind of person is Feng Xiaoxiao?  The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism mobilized and besieged for more than half a month. They suffered heavy losses but could still do nothing, not to mention" Before the name of "Feng Xue" was spoken, he couldn't help but shudder, and he hurriedly mumbled and said: "  Can Shi Zhixuan have a way to destroy Evil Emperor Feng? I'm afraid Evil Emperor Feng will destroy him later! " "It's a shame that you hate Shi Zhixuan so much that you still look down on him so much." Yang Xuyan sneered and said: "Shuai Yun.  You might as well think about it, compared with the power of one person, which one is bigger or smaller? Ten thousand Shizhixuan is far less than the power of a small country, so why did he cause chaos in the entire Western Region by himself?  He is proficient in taking advantage of situations to cause trouble. " Yun Shuai couldn't help but see deep hatred in his eyes, and his blunt Chinese accent highlighted his murderous intent, "I still don't believe that Shi Zhixuan can do it. After all, Manchang'an no, the entire Central Plains, plus  Even if there are no masters in the grassland and desert who can compete with the two of them, where can we take advantage of it? Besides, it is still unknown whether Feng Xiaoxiao will come. " "Feng Xiaoxiao will definitely come, he is far away from the evil king.  He is more passionate than Hou Xibai, the "passionate young man" in name only! He will definitely not let Shi Qingxuan, a peerless beauty, die in vain" Seeing that Yun Shuai was finally led astray by him, Yang Xuyan smiled slyly, but it was hidden behind his face.  , no one could see it, and continued: "As for Shi Zhixuan Just because you and I can't think of a way, it doesn't mean that he can't think of a way either. We might as well wait and see what happens first, and then wait for the opportunity." Yun Shuai thought for a while and nodded slowly.   Late at night, the wind was still blowing  the wind Xiao Xiao was lonely.  You can see Shi Qingxuan's joy welling up in his heart, and the complex and unspeakable state of mind combined with the worries in his heart is even more touching.  ?Perhaps it was anticipated in advance, or perhaps CihangjingNot wanting to start another conflict and fighting, there was no one inside or outside the Yukaku-an Temple. There was no Sanskrit singing, only the faint sound of flutes. The neighboring Todaiji Temple¡¯s Zen bells sounded ¡°Dang, Dang, Dang¡± as if to tell the time.  The wind rustled as we entered in search of the sound of the flute, and the winding path led us to the garden hidden in the south of the freeing pool in the backyard of Yuhe Temple. When we turned a corner, Shi Qingxuan's moving silhouette suddenly came into view, and the wind rustled and stopped.  Shi Qingxuan seemed to be aware of it, straightening her delicate body, and the bamboo flute left her lips, but did not turn around.  The wind rustled through the wind, and he strode in, came to the soul, knelt down next to Shi Qingxuan, and kowtowed to the god.  Shi Qingxuan's delicate body trembled slightly, and she slowly turned her head, her eyes showing an extremely complex look, her beautiful eyes were misty, and she stared deeply, neither blocking nor making a sound.  Feng Xiaoxiao fell down and sat in front of the soul, praying silently, and finally opened his eyes and turned around, staring deeply as well.  Shi Qingxuan's tender lips trembled slightly like a frightened baby bird, and she said in disbelief: "You are really here!" Feng Xiaoxiao responded with a scorching gaze, firmly attracting her gaze like a magnet, and said softly  : "Yes." Shi Qingxuan's beautiful eyes were gradually melted by him, tender as water, real and flowing, gurgling like a clear stream, and hot as a hot spring.  Unconsciously, the two of them got closer and closer, and a handful of night rain drifted into the door with the wind at the right time, hitting their faces and blowing their hair, as if they suddenly woke up from a dream.  It was clearly raining, but Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to have been ignited by a fire. He held the beauty tightly in his arms, ready to find her sweet lips and kiss her hard.  But Shi Qingxuan pushed him away hard.  Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly showed an expression of infinite dejection.  Shi Qingxuan lowered her head shyly and said: "Mom is watching!" The implication is that as long as she is not in front of her mother, she can Feng Xiaoxiao's mood that was knocked to the lowest point suddenly reached the highest level, and he trembled with extreme joy.  Said: "Qingxuan!" Shi Qingxuanxiang leaned forward, her lips pressed to his ear, and she used great self-control to keep her voice calm and said softly: "He is coming to kill me." "What?" Feng Xiaoxiao  She was horrified, sweating on her back, knowing that the "him" in Shi Qingxuan's mouth must be Shi Zhixuan!  He couldn't help but asked: "Why?" If Shi Zhixuan wanted to kill his daughter, there were so many opportunities, so why did he have to wait for him to arrive and choose to do it at the most difficult time?  Could it be that there is a sure-fire plan?  Can Shi Zhixuan not care about his existence at all?  (~^~)
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