He blew them down one by one, and before he knew it, the night was getting very late.
Gu Xijiu liked to listen to him playing the flute when she was alive, and she was willing to listen to it now, but when she saw him playing without stopping, her heart began to hurt.
"Stop bragging" "Stop bragging, you should go and rest."
"Di Fuyi, you haven't rested for several days."
She tried talking to him, trying to stop him.
However, the other party couldn't hear or see her at all, and the wind blew up the corners of his clothes, making a roaring sound.
"Lord" Mu Feng appeared out of nowhere and appeared directly in front of Di Fuyi.
He looked at Di Fuyi, who was playing the flute, and then at Keizi, who was sitting on the chair.
He opened his mouth and couldn't help but said: "My lord, you can't go on like this.
Go and rest first.
You have to go to work tomorrow."
Pray for Miss Gu” Di Fuyi ignored him and just waved his hand to let him leave.
Mu Feng's eyes turned red and he stood there stubbornly: "My lord, your body can no longer bear it.
You don't have much time left in the first place.
If you don't hurt Miss Gu anymore, she will not be able to bear to see you." in this way" "I know what I'm doing, just leave."
Di Fuyi spoke in ventriloquism, while the flute sound continued.
Mufeng stood there as straight as a young poplar tree: "Sir, if you don't rest, your subordinates will not leave."
Di Fuyi's handsome face sank slightly, the flute played in a wrong tune, and he finally said one word: "Get out."
His momentum was too strong, and Mu Feng still didn't dare to disobey him.
His eyes were red, but he left anyway.
However, he did not go far, but flew to a nearby rooftop and stood there as a guard.
He was like a stubborn shadow in the darkness, refusing to leave again.
Gu Xijiu stood there blankly, feeling as if she had been struck by thunder.
What do you mean, not many days left?
What does Mu Feng mean?
She couldn't help but look at Di Fuyi.
Under the moonlight, his face was as white as porcelain.
She couldn't see anything wrong with him.
She suddenly moved to Mu Feng, wanting to see if she could communicate with him.
But when she got to Mu Feng, she realized that Mu Feng was crying silently.
A grown man was crying with tears all over his face and his nose quivering. , tears flowed down along the eyelashes like a stream, and dripped down the chin, but no sound was made.
What's going on?
What's going on?
Gu Xijiu suddenly felt a huge sense of fear and uneasiness in her heart.
She tentatively spoke to Mu Feng: "Mu Feng, what do you mean when you say there are not many days?
Does it mean that the days he has to pray for me are limited?"
She tried her best to guess in the best direction.
Naturally Mu Feng would not respond to her.
After all, Gu Xijiu was smart and had a keen sixth sense.
When she thought about the events before and after, she felt even more panicked.
Even though she didn't have a body, she felt like her heartbeat was almost jumping out of her throat.
No, I must be overthinking People like Di Fuyi are immortal, so there is no chance of anything happening to him.
Gu Xijiu thought about many things about Di Fuyi, but she never thought about his death.
As soon as she thought about it in this direction, she subconsciously stopped.
She was stunned for a long time.
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She wanted to catch someone and ask her why, but no one could see her yet.
She thought of the Cang Qiong Jade again and immediately floated down She wants to try to see if she can communicate with the Cang Qiong Jade again.
After all, she was once its owner: