Chapter 218: Playing the flute under the moon

Luo Wei has been continually waiting for the horse to turn off. The defending horse has arrived at the front of Luo Wei’s horse and stopped Luo Weidao: "What happened to you? Want to go out?"
Luo Wei saw a tea pavilion next to the road, jumped off the horse, and walked into the tea pavilion.
The defending horse tied the two horses to the pavilion of the tea pavilion and walked to the tea pavilion to see Rovi sitting on the pavilion and looking up at the sky. "So late, there is no tea here," said Wei Wei, sitting next to Luo Wei. "What happened to you? We are going back soon. If the Dagongzi knows, he is not going to saying you?"
"Dragon Xuan people went to search Hong Shu's house," said Luo Weidao.
"Hung Shu will have something?" Wei Wei asked.
"There will be no problem if the body is disposed of," said Luo Wei. "Hey, it seems that Long Xuan does not want the name of the Jianshan Villa."
"Don't you?" Wei Wei said: "What does this mean? He wants to kill Ning Xiaoying?"
"I want to kill this person," Rovi said. "Dragon is just not saving."
The defending champion saw it again in Luo Wei’s face. The kind of sternness he saw in the Beiyan military account that day, the defending champion could not help but turn his head and said: "The man is the father of the boat. The son still thinks about it."
"The boat is also dead," said Rowe.
"That is his biological father," said Wei Wei. "If the son really removes the shadow of Ning, I am afraid that the boat will see the son again in the future, and my heart will not be as utterly as it is now."
"Do you think so?"
"The defending does not know who the father is. This person has not supported me for a day, but if there is a chance, I still want to know who this person is," said Wei Wei. "Is this the father and son?"
Luo Wei was moved by the defending heart. He said that he also wanted to know who his father was. He didn't figure out anything else. He wanted to know who this person was, even if he gave him a glance. "So, I can't move the shadows?" Rowe said to the defender: "What do I have to do?"
"The son is worse than handing Ning Shuying to the boat," said Wei Wei. "Let the boat make its own decision."
"Live a photo of Ning Shuying?" Luo Wei said: "Luo listens to the tide without this ability. Is it necessary for me to mobilize the army for a shadow?"
On the rivers and lakes, the martial arts of Ning Shuying has always been fascinated by the gods, and the defending champions think that it is impossible to live and catch the shadows.
"Speaking of Luo listening to the tide," Luo Wei thought of Luo listening to the tide, and his heart was also unable to control the killing. "If Long Xuan's secret medicine is obtained from his hand, this person does not need to live any more."
"The man is careful about this person," said the defender.
"Kolo can not rebel against the tide," Luo Wei said again. "I gave him medicine. This person will not want to kill Long Xuan?"
"When is the son feeding Luo to the tide?" asked Wei.
"When I go to Kirin Hill, how can I use him with confidence?"
The defending champion said: "Is it because he found an antidote?"
"Impossible," said Rowe. "That is the medicine in the palace. It is impossible for Longxuan to know which kind of food I gave him."
The two people have nothing to say for a moment, sitting together watching the stars in the sky, there seems to be a mystery in front of them, they repeatedly think, repeatedly guess, but how can not solve these mysteries.
"Go back," Luo Wei decided. He didn't want to. He pulled the defending station and stood up. "We will all know when we go back to the top. There is no need to worry about it here. If the tide can't be used for me, then Also removed."
"I am going to take the horse," said the defending.
"Hey, you just have to remember, I care about your life," said Rowe, after the defender.
"I didn't think about anything else," Wei Wei ran to the pavilion to solve the horse, and said to Luo Wei: "The son has forgotten? The defending is also a murderous countless person, and will not want to kill the man."

"Yeah, it seems that we are really a couple," Rowe laughed, kicking the stone on the ground. "But your life is really invaluable to me."
"The same is true of the son," defending the horse and taking it, watching Luo Wei get on the horse. I only flew on my horse and asked Luo Weidao: "Would you like me to go to Hong Shu to see it?"
"No," said Luo Wei. "This kind of thing Hong Shu cope with. Hey," Luo Wei pointed to the sky. "There is no scenery here, but the sky is not bad. Is it brighter than the upper ones?" a lot of?"
The defending champion looked up at the sky. He didn't have any poetic feelings. After he looked at it seriously, he said to Luo Weidao: "Almost, will there be more stars here than above?"
"Let's go," Rowe was laughed at by the defending honesty. The wind and the snow, in this person's eyes, there is no taste, such a person who does not understand the taste, he prefers.
"What is in your hand?" The defending champion saw Luo Wei holding a piece of green bamboo in his hand.
"This should be a whistle," Rovi said in his hand.
"Where is it?" The defending champion remembered that Rowe had said that he did not like the rhythm.
"Just in the tea pavilion," Rovi put the whistle on his mouth and blew it.
The defending champion stopped: "I don't know if the dirty is dirty, you look carefully."
"My flute is also blowing well," Rovi listened to the defending words, wiped the whistle on the clothes, and then put it back to his mouth. He said to the defender: "You listen."

Would you like to quarrel with others?
Wei Wei looked at the empty street and worried:
Everyone is asleep.


Here is the cloud,
said Luo Weidao:
Who will take care of me?

The defending champion no longer persuaded, and he himself was looking forward to it. I have heard that Luo Wei’s piano skills are very good, and he is a master of the generation. After Rowey had a finger, the room was not even played by Zhang Qin. The defending champion did not hear the sound of Luo Wei, nor did he see any scores that Luo Wei had touched. Now Luo Wei suddenly came to the interest, to play the flute to him, the defending is not afraid that Rovi is not good at listening, I am afraid that I can not understand.
Luo Wei sighed softly and blew the whistle in his hand.
The defending champion was next to Luo Wei and listened quietly.
The melodious flute sounded from the whistle of Rovi's mouth, and the tone was very simple, just the rural minor tune played by the shepherd boy when she was grazing. The flute is bright and bright, walking on the street without the green shade, and with the crisp hooves, this flute seems to bring a kind of magic, bringing the defending to the green mountains and green waters, and being entangled in the world. The heart, at this time can also get a moment of pleasure in the flute.
"Good?" Luo Wei blew a song and asked Wei Wei.
"Good, that is, I can't hear what it is," Wei Wei said with embarrassment.
"I casually blew, what is not fun," Luo Wei urged the white horse to cross, and walked to the front of the defending, said: "I am not a musician, I am happy to listen," Luo Wei said and changed again. The tune, blowing the whistle.
This melody of the melody was heard as soon as it was heard. This is the song that the big Zhou people played when they married the new bride. The defending champion laughed and just wanted to make fun of Rovi's two sentences. How did he think of blowing this tune, but the flute sounded abruptly. When the defending champion looked at the road, he saw that Long Xuan was riding in front of them.