"What a familiar feeling... the breath of this little house..."

She was wearing a red skirt, with pink patterns embroidered on her clothes, and a slight gauze about a foot long on her arms.

He has a slender waist and tied it with a light pink emerald brocade belt.

But my toes were lightly stepped on Feng Lixue's tombstone.

The breeze gently blew up the corners of her skirt, which was very beautiful.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the palace alone! Why don't you get off the tombstone?"

The little girl looked in the sound and saw a handsome and cold man standing up and shouting at her.

"You are a mortal, you dare to yell at me!"

The little girl was not willing to be outdone. She raised her eyebrows and asked without hesitation, "It's really rude, the old mortal uncle with a bad temper at all!"

"you!"

Ling Gu's play, who wanted to draw his sword but forgot to bring his weapon, his starry eyes flowed, and the faint coldness swept around the little girl on Feng Lixue's grave. He then stopped on Bing Chuyang, "I don't bring any weapons, why don't you use demonic power to let that stinky girl who is ignorant of the sky and the earth come down! That's Feng Lixue's grave!"

"I……"

Bing Chuyang looked embarrassed and swallowed, "It's not her opponent..."

"What do you mean?" Ling Gu Yu looked at Bing Chuyang with strange eyes.

"She is not a human, she is an immortal... no... not an immortal..." Bing Chuyang was still detecting what was on Feng Lixue's grave!

At this time, Jing San appeared beside Bing Chuyang, "Your Highness, I have something urgent to come to you!"

"What's the matter?"

After Bing Chuyang saw Jing San, he had to be distracted and put it on Jing San's way from what was so far away.

"Just in the morning, a little girl sang the song "The Lord of Flower" on our Heavenly World talent show stage, a song that she had never performed on the stage!"

"What?" Bing Chuyang's pupils shrank as soon as he heard this, "What song is it?!"

"palm……"

"Palm?!" Bing Chuyang knew that the palm was Feng Lixue, and he sang it with emotion. No one had heard of this song except him, Hua Liuyue, all the osmanthus essences, Tao Liang...

The wind that could not be worn out!

Could it be...

she?

——Here you back?

"Where is that girl?" Bing Chuyang asked excitedly. He had no time to care about the little girl standing at Feng Lixue's grave.

"It's...she..." Jing San pointed his finger at the direction.

Bing Chuyang turned his head and looked.

"What a sad soul...What a sad singing..." The girl had already come down from Feng Lixue's grave.

Her hand touched the name on the tombstone, "Feng...Li...Snow?"

Except for her surname, the rest is no different?

"This is..." Her palm connected to the soul in the tombstone, a song that had been destroyed five years ago...

"I don't want to confuse right or wrong

What did not expect was contrary to your wishes

The flowers in my heart wither

Time will never go back

I hope to wash away the vanity

Frozen off all dust

Another pot of sake with you

Talk to the whole life

Don't want to confuse right or wrong

What did not expect was contrary to your wishes

The flowers in my heart wither

Time will never go back

Memories go back and forth

It hurts so much

May I only wish you no regrets for the rest of my life

Flying with the fragrance of flowers

A pot of sake

All dusty

One thought back and forth

No regrets to spend the rest of your life

A spring and autumn

Birth and death

Frankly right and wrong

Wait for the flowers to bloom

Get drunk again..."

When the flowers bloom... get drunk again...

Everyone was shocked when they heard the little girl in front of Feng Lixue’s grave singing.
Chapter completed!