"That's not true, isn't Chi Guyan supposed to be at the Heavenly Dao Pavilion?" Fang Zhengzhi felt a sharp pain in his brain as the sound of a string instrument came into his ear.
It sounded very gentle, like a small flowing river. Slowly, the white dress lady in front of him became blurry, and the whole earth started vibrating.
...
Yun Qingwu's fingers were strumming gently on the Guqin. She was not playing at a fast speed, in fact, it was slow and firm.
It looked elegant to be playing the string instrument.
It wasn't too tiring.
But Yun Qingwu spent a very long time to play this song. Ever since Fang Zhengzhi had slumbered into his "sleep", she had yet to stop. She did not sleep for five days and five nights continuously.
That made her use up much of her energy. As such, while her fingers were still playing fervently, her eyes were slowly shutting down.
However just at that moment...
