Inadvertently, a thick melancholy blue imprinted into the heart of the dementor Luo's eyebrows, the sky was still as clear as white clouds, and the dementor Luo quietly turned around, he seemed to leave regardless of a qiē, "Could it be that the affection for the past three years is fake? He said that falling in love with me was also fake? Why did he deceive me for three years?"

Soul Dementor Luo faintly felt pain in her chest, and after a long period of puzzlement, Soul Dementor Luo felt affection for the first time, and gradually, she muttered to herself: "In the distance, a strange situational world, the scenery is like an ancient castle underground, the wind blows on the white sand, blowing on the cobblestone paths, I am here, you are on the other side." Weathered into stone statues, carved one by one sadly, the end of the world is huge, and the love under the elegy. In the distance, the clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the beard changes like a dog. Throughout the ages, everything in life is at one time. White Cloud Dog. ”

Just as the dementor Luo was lost in despair, the sound of the piano came slowly, she raised her head, looked in the direction of the sound of the piano, and saw one of the most unforgettable scenes in her life.

Dozens of green bamboo leaves floated irregularly in the air, and the undulating heart was inexplicably popping, and the dementor Luo was surprised, and a face appeared in his heart, thin, and looked at himself very tenderly.

"Who is he, and why is it imprinted in my heart?" said the dementor Luo, who had a question in his heart, his eyebrows embarrassed. The dozens of green bamboo leaves in front of him swayed to the ground as if they had naturally lost their gravity, and the sound of the piano was like a drum blowing, and the shocked dementor Luo fell backwards, but did not fall to the ground.

A pair of hands were holding the waist and buttocks of the dementor Luo, the dementor Luo was shocked, jumped up like a leopard, and suddenly saw that there was a person lying on the ground with closed eyes, with a branch of grass in his mouth, and his lips emitted a white mist, and the fog made a piano sound, the sound of the piano was like an ancient road, he never opened his eyes, as if isolated from the world.

The fog was inhaled by the dementor Luo, and the strange free world spread, and the dementor Luo saw a beautiful love woman, both warm and proud, and the beautiful love woman looked at the girl who broke in out of thin air, showing a disdainful expression, and raised her hand and slapped the dementor Luo twice.

"Inferior wormman, how can you be qualified to come to the Upper Realm!" (To be continued......)