woo woo.

　　 The sound of crying rippling between heaven and earth.

　　 The crying sound was made by the white snake.

　　 Xia You's head was buzzing, and his mind trembled.

　　He wanted to ask Eun Gong.

　　 Is this really a little snake spirit? !

　　 This is obviously a holy white snake demon.

　　 "Why do you use this song." The snake spoke, sounding like water, soft and warm.

　　 Obviously this is a female snake.

　　 "Have heard it before."

　　 Fang Xuan said, he stopped playing the qin.

　　 The snake stared at Fang Xuan with large pupils, and it said again, "What is your relationship with Qiantu?"

The word 　　 Qiantu came out, making the hearers tremble.

　　 That is the name of a great emperor in ancient times.

　　 "It doesn't matter."

　　 Fang Xuan shook his head.

　　 He didn't give White any space to speak again, and continued with a gentle smile: "I play the'Ashamed Son' just to call you to appear, no other meaning."

　　 The white snake's pupils contracted.

　　 It exudes a terrible power, which makes people around feel suffocated.

　　 Everyone has a feeling in their hearts that this big snake is emotionally unstable because of what Fang Xuan said.

　　 Xia You's body shook, he saw the white snake leaning down slightly, confiding the snake's letter to Fang Xuan.

　　 If Fang Xuan hadn't said beforehand that he couldn't make a move no matter what happened, he would almost make a move!

　　 Fangxuan smiled.

　　 Snake letter swayed in front of him. There was no fishy smell on it. On the contrary, there was a faint fragrance of flowers and plants. It seemed that the snake was a vegetarian.

　　 "Why do you know the title of the song."

　　 This piece may be known to some people, because Qiantu had played it and was heard by others, so it was written down, but the name of the piece is definitely not known!

　　 Qiantu has never told anyone the name of the music.

　　 After listening to this passage, Fang Xuan did not immediately answer.

　　 He looked at the white snake.

　　 Just when the white snake felt impatient, Fang Xuanyin sounded.

　　 "I have seen Qiantu write about it."

"impossible!"

　　 The white snake's voice is higher than before, and the snake's eyes are cold.

　　 Qiantu had written the title of the song, but no one saw it at that time, it was impossible for Fang Xuan to know.

　　 "Ashamed son..."

　　 Fang Xuan said.

　　 He spoke very slowly, and he was describing one thing.

　　 Qiantu, a legendary emperor.

　　 He is talented in rat posture, and mortal has a human body, and he has embarked on the road of invincibility.

　　 All this is attributed to one person, Qianmu, Qiantu's mother.

　　 Qiantu's father passed away at an early age, and Qian's mother alone brought Qiantu up.

　　 When I was very young, Qiantu Qiang was very yearning for life.

Once I saw a great monk passing by, Qian Tu took Qianmu, raised his face and said excitedly to his mother, "I will be a strong man and walk to the top of the world, so that Liu Mang and the others will not laugh at me. I don’t have a father. Child."

　　I worked very hard at Xiaoqiantu. I went out to study as a teacher at the age of thirteen. I really struggled with my life, even though my body was scarred and I never gave up.

　　 And every time Qiantu comes back, he tells her mother what she has seen and heard with a smile.

　　 Qianmu listened quietly every time. Every time Qiantu came back, she would always have the same words.

　　 Every time he heard these words, Qiantu felt very guilty, and he worried his mother...

　　 Every time Qianmu took out some of the accumulated spirit stones to Qiantu.

　　 All this lasted until the year when Qiantu was twenty-five years old.

　　 Thousand mothers died.

　　 After hearing the news, Qiantuaoao cried and went home non-stop.

　　 After returning to the small village in his hometown, Qiantu was full of regret, because he had received a news that his mother had passed away from illness.

　　 He focused on practicing and didn't care much about his mother. He didn't know that Qianmu was born with a terminal illness until after his death.

　　 That is a torture disease. Generally speaking, people who get this disease will die early, because they can't bear the torture, and it hurts to death.

　　 Qianmu spent ten years, abruptly for ten years!

　　 She did not leak, and did not let Qiantu notice the abnormality.

　　 Ten years of silently saving up the spirit stone to Qiantu.

　　 In the tenth year, Qianmu died. Qian Tu was still wandering outside. Only after returning, he saw his mother's grave.

　　 Thousand Tuaoao crying loudly.

　　 didn't even see his mother before he died. He hated himself, why didn't he find something strange, it was his incompetence!

　　 "We tried our best in Qiantu. The only thing we can do is to make your mother not suffering in the end." The old village chief said to Qiantu at that time.

　　 Qiantu cried louder when he heard these words. He was already a twenty-five-year-old adult, but he still cried like a lost child.

　　 The words of the old village chief are false, he knows that the terminally ill person cannot be without suffering.

　　 That sentence must have been said by the old village chief before his mother died.

　　 "The village chief..."

　　 After questioning, Qiantu verified his idea.

　　 The old village has been silent for a long time, just filming the crying Qiantu.

Qianmu was in incomparable pain before she died, but she still endured the pain again and again, begging to tell Qiantu again and again, she walked peacefully, without pain, so that Qiantu would not be sad, she would be in another one. The world looked at him.

　　 "Qiantu will ask you folks and elders." Qianmu knelt in front of many villagers with a slight trembling.

　　 The scenes were unforgettable for the old village chief.

　　 Qianmu asked this matter to let Qiantu know that Qiantu kneeled in front of the grave without eating or drinking for a month.

　　 Every time they pass that hill, the villagers can hear the cry.

　　 Qiantu, he cried again and again...

　　 Many people persuaded Qiantu, but in the end it was to no avail.

The villagers sighed, Qian Tu loves Qian Tu, and Qian Tu cherishes Qian Tu as much. He has no father since he was a child. It is his mother who brought him up. It doesn’t matter that Qian Tu blames himself. Isn’t it that he is not to blame, I can only say Qian Tu The mother did so well that Qiantu could not find it.

　　 Every year, every month, regardless of the wind and sun, Qiantu will come back, kneeling and crying in front of the grave.

　　 The tenth year.

　　 Thousand Tuss created the ‘Ashamed Son’, the sound of sadness spread all over 100,000 miles.

　　 also that night, Qiantu completely transformed.

　　 Fang Xuan tells about ~lightnovelpub.net~ When talking about Qiantu crying, without eating or drinking for a month, the white snake shed tears, and the tears fell down the skin and dripped into the long river.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 When talking about the ashamed son, the white snake was embarrassed, and there was crying from her mouth.

The sound of 　　 makes everyone feel sad.

　　 is different from the previous cry, it is another cry, like a mother crying for her child.

　　 A mother who is hoping for the return of her son, hoping for her wandering away, can live without worry.

　　 Its voice is painful and sorrowful, with thousands of pains. The wind blows and cries into the distance, resounding endlessly.

　　 The capital of the Qin Emperor.

　　 The bustling night market is brightly lit and crowded with people.

　　 The sound of the piano and the music swayed in the boathouse, the street monks walked around, and the mortals shouted. This is the night market in Daqin, which is unique to the night scene.

　　 suddenly, a cry of grief spread throughout the world, breaking the rhythm of the night world.

　　 One by one the cultivating experts suddenly opened their eyes, their faces were shocked, and there were also mortal warriors shuddering, looking into the distance.

　　 "Holy..."

　　 Imperial Palace.

　　 Xia Chunqiu is looking at the memorial, reviewing the memorial.

　　 There was crying in the distance, and the sound of the sky and the earth made him stop writing.

　　 He opened his lips softly, and there was a soft voice.

　　 "The loving mother is crying."

　　 He has deep eyes and looks to the south.

　　 Deep in the forbidden ground, a person suddenly appeared on the top of a black mountain.

　　 The tower man's eyes flickered, looking at the south.

　　 His complexion has changed, and his brows are deeply furrowed.

at the same time.

　　 In the depths of the dragon veins, the old man with long beard hanging down to his waist sat cross-legged. When the white snake in Xiaohuai City screamed, he suddenly turned his head and his eyes closed.

　　 He felt a breath.

"That is……"

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