Chapter 103 Who Do You Want?

"When you become a dead man, I will like you!" This is undoubtedly an extremely hurtful word. As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, Lin Xijun showed a heartbroken and sad expression.

"Little wind, you can't hurt others like this!" Lin Xijun looked at Lin Feng with a sad expression. He looked at Lin Feng as weak as a little yellow flower dyed in autumn morning: "They are girls. How can you be so direct and rude?!"

"I have been waiting for Fenglang for a long time, and I am driven to the ring. The autumn wind is tight, and my concubine's heart is cold. Suddenly, I meet my lover, but it's cold. Every word is like a sword, and it rises for no reason. Only when you stare at it, you will know that the dream is empty, and your heart is broken without trace. Lin Xijun seemed to be heartbroken.

A sense of inexplicable sadness rose from everyone's heart. In particular, the staring eyes knew that the dream was empty, and the heart was broken without trace. It seemed to hit the softest place in people's hearts, and everyone sobbed.

The dead shemale on the stage also seemed to have turned into a beautiful woman in white and went to the Nanjiang River, looking back at Lang Junlou sadly. Inexplicable sadness quietly spread in the bottom of his heart, and Lin Feng was already the unhappy and ruthless person.

There was also a strange feeling in Lin Feng's heart. Lin Xijun's tragic and strange sad tone seemed to resonate with the pink three thousand love threads in his heart, and the three thousand feelings moved one after another.

The pink peach blossom color quickly emanated from the three thousand love threads, and gradually filled his whole heart and body. Lin Feng looked at the pink around him confusedly, and he seemed to have entered an inexplicable space.

"This is..." looked at Lin Feng in the pink world in surprise and sighed inexplicably.

Lin Feng looked doubtfully at the heavy pink fog around him and took two tentative steps.

Peach blossoms are brilliant and beautiful, like the blushing face of a Chinese girl in 28 years, which is blooming at this time.

The air is full of charming and intoxicating fragrance. Lin Feng stroked the peach tree and walked quietly.

In silence, a beautiful woman wearing a big red wedding dress appeared in the brilliant peach blossom forest.

The beauty's eyes are full of spring, and she looks at Lin Feng with a shy and sweet face. Lin Feng stared at it. It's not Lin Menger, but who is it?

Like a peach blossom fairy, Lin Menger danced in this peach blossom forest. With the light song and dance, the peach blossom petals fell down and turned into a quiet nostalgic dance with Lin Menger's skirts, and she danced and did not want to leave for a long time.

Like a fairy who strayed into the mortal world, Lin Menger's long-sleeved eyebrows smiled and danced quietly, like a peach elves lightly jumping between the treetops of peach branches, and countless petals followed, chasing and fighting, never giving up.

Lin Feng quietly looked at Lin Menger, who was dancing to his heart's content, and suddenly felt astringent. Since Menger knew the shallow, how long has it been since Meng'er didn't sing and dance for herself?

He really wants to dream.

Lin Menger's dance suddenly changed, and the previous beauty and sweetness disappeared. Her dancing posture changed quietly and turned into a sad and desperate reluctance. Her long sleeves had been put away, and Lin Menger stood quietly on a peach blossom and looked at Lin Feng.

Little by little crystal tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes. Then the peach blossom petals that followed her seemed to suddenly lose their support and fell with the crystal tears.

The bright peach blossom petals on the branches also seem to have lost all their lives. The brilliant petals are slowly stained with a tear spot, and then they break away from the branches without hesitation, descend and fall into the dust.

In an instant, it was full of fragrance.

The peach petals lost all their colors, and they fell quietly but firmly to the ground. From the perspective of Lin Feng, there are endless peach blossom petals. This is an uncompromising and magnificent peach blossom rain.

These blooming peach blossom petals, these peach blossoms are still in the best, brightest and most prosperous stage of their lives. With that tear, they all lost their glory and fell in an instant.

There are thick peach blossom petals on the ground, and the surrounding peach trees are all bare, like the woods after the autumn wind. Lin Menger stood quietly on the decadent peach tree branch and looked at Lin Feng silently with tears and stubbornly.

She has the most festive big red wedding dress, and her head is the most beautiful phoenix crown. Her face is the most beautiful bride's face, but her heart is the most sad and miserable and helpless.

The stubborn and beautiful girl, dressed in a big red wedding dress, stood quietly in the world full of thousands of petals, standing so stubbornly on the decadent peach tree branch with tears, biting her lips, and staring at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's heart is sore. He stretched out his hand to touch this longing face, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wanted to hold her in his arms to comfort her and make her smile reappear.

However, he just wanted to think about it. He also stood fixedly on thousands of peach petals and quietly looked at the bright girl who had brought him a dazzling gentle light and a wisp of hope to the gray world.

They are speechless, but there are thousands of tears.

Lin Menger reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The originally sad and sad face suddenly bloomed with brilliant glory. Just like the sun that appeared in the sky after the heavy rain, it became more and more thrilling.

Then, she waved her hand gently and slowly dissipated in the air.

"Meng'er..." Lin Feng reached out and grabbed it, but didn't catch anything.

No, he caught something. But the autumn wind had gradually picked up and rolled up a peach blossom petal and fell into his hand.

Spread your hand, quietly look at the peach blossom petals in the palm of your hand, and look at the white tears on the pink. Lin Feng suddenly felt that he was an unprecedented loss, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life.

Looking stunned, Lin Feng's eyes were wet and his heart was quietly empty.

The autumn wind is bigger, and the petals of peach blossoms dance with the wind, draw wonderful curves and gradually disappear.

Lin Feng held the petals of his palm tightly, as if grabbing the last straw in his life. The petals turned into light spots and gradually dissipated in the boundless autumn wind and disappeared in his powerless curled hands.

Looking up at the palm of his hand in pain, Lin Feng sat down weakly.

"Give you a red line, and my concubine also brings it. I hope you don't forget in a hurry and miss each other for a long time. I hope you don't miss each other. There are two red lines.

Singing softly, a girl stood mischievously in front of Lin Feng.

"Shallow?" Lin Feng stood up in surprise and looked at the girl who was smiling and looking at him. Lin Feng was happy, sad and painful in his heart.

Under all kinds of mixed emotions, Lin Feng only felt that his heart slowly became empty and finally calmed down.

"Hey, isn't it me?" Shui Qingqian narrowed her eyes and smiled, and then quickly opened Lin Feng's sleeves to find something. He smiled more happily when he saw the red line quietly wrapped around Lin Feng's wrist.

Looking at the shallow water that almost narrowed into a crescent, Lin Feng also grabbed her Qianyu hand without showing weakness, reached out to open her sleeves, and found the red line also wrapped around her wrist.

"Qianqian..." Thousands of words in my heart, but my mouth is full of bitterness and I don't know where to start.

Looking at the shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, Lin Feng gently covered her with the green silk on her eyes, and then looked fixedly at her eyes, with a smile from the corners of her mouth.

"I can see you again. I..." There was a trace of shyness on Lin Feng's face: "I'm really happy."

"Hum..." Shui Qingqian hummed and glanced at him: "Do you say that every time you see a beautiful girl? To be honest, how many beautiful girls have you hooked up during my absence?

"No..." Lin Feng hurriedly swore: "Really, no, none!"

"So, what about Lin Menger?" Shui Qingqian put his hands in his small waist.

"Meng'er..." Lin Feng's spirit was in a trance, and he suddenly felt that his heart was so painful.

The autumn wind rose again, and the expression of the shallow smile banquet slowly condensed. Then, it slowly drifts away with the autumn wind.

"Qianqian..." Lin Feng stretched out his hand and fished it feebly.

The space has returned to desert. Lin Feng sat on the ground and stared at the red line on his hand.

"Give you a red line, and my concubine also brings it. I hope you don't forget in a hurry and miss each other for a long time. I hope you don't miss each other. There are two red lines. Faintly, there is a crisp voice singing softly, but if there is nothing, it is finally gone.

Three thousand love threads slowly squirmed, getting tighter and tighter, and Lin Feng's heart was tightly wrinkled into a ball.

"Meng'er..." Lin Feng stretched out his hand into his arms and touched the painful smile of a thing in his arms.

In the faint, Lin Feng saw the boundless petals one after another. Meng'er looked at her sadly and sadly, and a drop of crystal tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes, dyeing mottled tears to the boundless gorgeous peach blossoms.

Then, he heard Shui Qingqian smile happily in his ear, muttered, sang softly and lamented, and naughtyly opened his arm to see if he was wearing a red line.

The images of the two kept turning in his mind, and the three thousand love threads became more and more excited.

"Dream, shallow..." There is a bass echoing in the space.

"Meng'er, Qingqian, who do you want?" The sound was louder and buzzed in his ear.

"You have to choose one. Who will you choose?" The voice became loud and buzzed throughout the space: "Do you want a dream or a shallow one?"

"Who on earth do you want?" The voice became more and more solemn and loud, making Lin Feng's head buzz.

"Who...who...who..." The voice echoed in the space.

Lin Feng covered his ears in pain and struggled violently to avoid the pervasive magic sound.