Why is it so sudden that I am lost?

The heart is sour, painful, and empty. A long, long time ago, he seemed to owe a debt to someone, but whose debt was it?

Why can't I remember? Why did the indescribable taste suddenly pour into my heart?

It seemed to be cut off from everything around him, and gradually, Lu Fenghe couldn't see the people around him, and he didn't bother to know what was going on around him.

All he knew was that his heart was hurting like blood now, and every time he breathed, his heart throbbed.

In a trance, a female voice came into his ears.

"What is your heart made of?"

I love you so much, what do you do to me?

Even if it is a fateful marriage, my love and my love are worthless, and I will abandon them?"

Who's talking? Who are you?

He wanted to ask, but he couldn't say a word.

Distressed, his head hurt, he held his head with both hands, shook his head vigorously, and tried to shake off the pain.

However, it has no effect.

"Hexagram, I hate you, I hate you so much! Why are you all reincarnated and I am left?

Am I left with memories, bearing the endless suffering of those long years?

Turn a blind eye, right? Pretentious, right? I will let you lose your love for one life, two and three times.'

The heart seems to be hollowed out and can't breathe, who are the hexagrams? Why torture him so much!

I didn't have to think about it, but the woman's sinister words were even worse.

"Hahaha~ killed the woman you love with your own hands, and even disregarded morality and became a sinner in the world, what do you think of your hands stained with the blood of countless people? That's a good taste, isn't it?

This is the third life, the drama of falling in love and killing each other, rest assured~ I will play slowly with you! It's better to live and die with you~hahaha~'

In extreme pain, he lost his voice and shouted, "Ahhhhhh

wanted to ask, but couldn't, the vicious laughter disappeared in his ears, and a burst of music came in an instant.

The sound of the piano is complaining, and it is obsessed with his ears, so that he can't help but want to vent and release the charm in his heart. And he knew that he couldn't because his ideology was still under his control!

His head seemed to be about to be split off, and he resisted with all his might. It's just that the more he resists, the more the clanging strings hit him into the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to escape but had nowhere to hide, and with the plucking of the strings, his heart throbbed even more.

The bone-eating pain paralyzed his senses, and the hands holding his head covered his ears instead, and then exerted all his strength to shout: "Stop, stop playing!" Don't play me again! Ahhh

The sound shook the ears of those present as if it pierced the sky.

Nangong Le's hand caressing the strings didn't stop, it wasn't that she didn't want to stop, she couldn't stop, once the red cotton sighed began, the fuqin people were out of control as if they had lost control.

It refers to flowing clouds and water, walking on the strings.

A kapok flower suddenly fell to the edge of the sleeve.

My heart is sad, I don't know how I mourn!

This is...... A warning to her?

On the other side, Ji Guangnian, who had a full view of Lu Fenghe's pain and desire, also unconsciously revealed a trace of worry.

She hadn't forgotten that one of the few things that Qing Yan had brought her to attention was: to protect the lives of Lu Feng and Miao Ruo.

The direct cause of the collapse of this world is that Mo Xingli killed all the women in the world and then committed suicide.

It stands to reason that what she wants to be optimistic about is only Mo Xingli, Qing Yan's request is invisibly deliberately confusing the public and increasing the difficulty of her task, but it is a matter of life and death, and she will definitely not take that risk.

Ji Guangnian's thoughts returned, her eyes followed and glanced at Nangong Le, and it could be seen that Nangong Le had no intention of stopping.

She looked at Mo Xingli again, and reminded: "Lu Fenghe can't stand this piano sound, if it goes on like this, he will go crazy!" Although she didn't want Mo Xingli's gaze to stay on Lu Fenghe, it was a special period, and she couldn't care about it so much.

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