All Chapters of The World of Mei: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Hua Dueruo's words were so heartfelt that everyone was very touched, but Mu Qianmei kept shaking her hand from below, signaling to stop praising her. She couldn't remember where the information in her brain had come from, yet she was certain of one thing: she hadn't created any of it, but, unfortunately, she didn't know how to explain it to herself. Just after Hua Dueruo's words, she won a round of applause, and it was only after the applause stopped that the three of them worked together to play the music of "Liang Zhu". For girls, Liang Zhu that poignant and touching love story can move their hearts, especially when the double double butterfly, so that the tragedy seems to have a happy ending, just this happy, and so heartbreaking, heartbreaking, life can not keep each other, death are down to be able to be able to fly in pairs. The story is touching, and the music of Liang Zhu is also very touching, the melody is soft and affectionate, hitt

It was a dense forest of lush ponytail pines, one after another, arranged somewhat haphazardly and not neatly. There is a certain distance between the trunks of the trees, so the trees are quite empty, but the branches and needles on the top of the ponytail pine are tightly connected together, linked together, like tightly connected umbrella cover, one after another, covering the whole forest, from the outside can not see the trunks of the trees inside. Only those who were inside could see through the cracks in the branches and leaves to a patch of scattered blue sky and a strip of sunlight shining through the cracks in the branches. However, at this time in the umbrella cover under the people, but there is no time to look at the blue sky, there is no time to appreciate that through the gap shining in the sun, at this moment, in their eyes, in their hearts, are only each other, only each other, which belongs to the world of two people. Horses

Hearing Mu Qian Mei's half lecture, half doting words, Saren stuck out his little tongue and pouted: "Wasn't it my sister who told me to be spontaneous? When I'm in the prairie, I also like to ride my horse and sing to my heart's content." "Think of the old days, riding on horseback, running wildly at will, experiencing that kind of flying feeling, often facing the morning sunrise, accompanied by the sunset and returned, unrestrained, how happy to live." "But there, it's just a little lonely without so many good sisters to keep you company, and it's also hard to practice martial arts every day with your master!" Speaking of the prairie, Saren asked anxiously as if he suddenly remembered: "Right, sister, didn't you just come back from the prairie? Did you see my brother when you arrived in Kil Yan County? We haven't been separated for such a long time yet, and I don't know if he's doing well." Probably due to her haste, the

Late at night, Mu Qianmei had a lot of thoughts, thinking about the country, thinking about the jianghu, and then thinking about herself. Her memories were very confused, she could never remember where all the knowledge that was jumbled up in her head came from, and there were all those marvelous and unusual images that floated around in her head all the time, but as soon as she tried to grab hold of something, she instantly got a splitting headache. So, she tried to avoid going back to the blurry stuff. It was a good thing that all of that odd assortment of knowledge came back to her naturally when she needed it, without the need to deliberately recall it. Just go with the flow! After quieting her mind, Mu Qian Mei's mind naturally showed up Liu Tingfeng's figure. In recent times, they had been inseparable, used to each other's presence, day and night. Now suddenly not around, Mu Qianmei felt extremely uncomforta

After practicing for twelve weeks, Liu Tingfeng's entire body felt refreshed, and what had been a somewhat irritable and depressing mood suddenly became much better. By now, it was past the hour of midnight, the quietest time of the night. However, just then, he actually heard the footsteps of someone coming up the hill. Liu Tingfeng dodged to the side of a large leafy tree with a flash, holding his breath and hiding in the branches, as if he had become one with the tree. He just hid his body, after a while, there were two people drifted in, the moonlight could tell it was a man and a woman two middle-aged people, probably both around forty years old, their hands didn't seem to be low, they should be jianghu people. It's late at night and all is quiet. What are they doing in the Western Hills? After the two came to the top of the mountain, they also each made a round to the surroundings, but in the hazy night, the surroundi