Chapter 812： The memory of her past life

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The piece of Xiyangyan suddenly moved, and they moved very fast. The wind was rushing, the flowers were mad, and the flowers blossomed out, surrounded by Ye Lingyue.

When Feng Xiao discovered it was too late, she stepped forward and tried to hold her, but she emptied.

"Feng 莘, you should first retreat, do not hurt yourself." Ye Lingyue saw a lot of thorns between the clusters of flowers and phoenix, fearing that the phoenix was injured, and hurriedly stopped his actions.

Her voice fell, and a melodious music sound suddenly appeared in her face.

The music was just coming, and Ye Lingyue felt a roar in her head. The music she had only heard once, but it was a lifetime unforgettable. It was the three-year-old song of the Bohai Sea that Hong Mingyue played by the same mother.

It’s just different from Hong Mingyue’s playing, the music that floats in the flowers, if it’s nine days, and like the **** of the hell, it’s chilling.

Obviously, there is a new formation in this sacred flower, and the most terrible thing about this array is the three songs of the Bohai Sea.

Ye Lingyue mistakenly hit the three-generation array.

The Sifang City Master and Luo Sansheng have been experimenting for many years, and the Sifang City Master has never had a way to break the three birth songs.

He used the sound stone to record the three songs of the Bohai Sea, and then set it next to the Xiyang King.

When the Sifang City owner did this, he only wanted to protect Xiyang Wang from being obtained by the monsters, but he did not expect to let Ye Lingyue and Feng Yu meet.

The performance of Luo Sansheng who plays the three songs of the Bohai Sea is much higher than that of Hong Mingyue, so the power of playing is even more amazing.

This first title is this life song.

The sound is like a torrent of water. When I first enter the ear, it is like a small bridge and there is nothing.

Ye Lingyue looked down and saw that his skin was slack, and the dark hair was turned into gray.

The teenage girl, a teenager, became a flower sergeant in a flash.

Listening to the songs of today's music, in the process of listening to the song, from the child of the child to the white, but between the eyes.

The horror of life and death has caused countless people to collapse.

In particular, Ye Lingyue is so young, and there are young and beautiful women.

There are a few women in the world who can accept the sorrow of their own time.

At the beginning of Ye Lingyue’s early hearing, it was also a shock to his heart, which was hard to hold himself.

Fortunately, her mind is far stronger than the average person. She is silent in her heart, and the music is confusing. All this is false.

Sticking to this belief, Ye Lingyue quickly adjusted his mood.

This is the way to go through the first song of the Bohai Sanshengqu, which has already exhausted her.

This life has just passed, and the water-like music has changed.

Compared with the song of this life, the second song of the Sansheng Qu is low in sound, like a cold and gloomy choking.

It brings people's thoughts back to the illusory past life.

Ye Lingyue only felt that countless spikes were stuck in her temples, and there was something in her mind, pieced together a little, that once in her sleep, there were many scary nightmare fragments, and they were put together.

Numerous dreams of dreams, Ye Lingyue can only be seen in a dream, but at the moment it is true and true, overwhelming, ubiquitous existence of her whole body, then everything is so real, her face is instant It was pale, and the body was like a ruined leaf, and it shivered.

"Mingyue, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xiao sees Ye Lingyue in a wrong situation and is also in a hurry.

The Bohai Sansheng song is divided into three songs. What she now hears is the second song of the past.

The power of the three songs of the three songs of the Bohai Sea is undoubtedly the last future song.

The power of today's songs and pre-history songs is not inconsistent. This life song makes people see the old and the dead in this life.

The predecessor songs will be buried in the bottom of the people, and those hidden secrets that are not known or even forgotten will be re-hooked.

Both of these are the nightmare of human fear, and the role varies from person to person.

It seems that Ye Lingyue is not afraid of being old and sick, but why the pre-history songs are so harmful to her.

For the cry of Feng Yu, if Ye Lingyue did not listen, her mouth was intermittently sounding.

That voice, with a bit of hatred.

"I will take revenge for nine nights."

"You must not die, I will certainly report a thousand dollars."

"Hey, mother, the moon is sore, it hurts..." She knelt down, as if she had lost everything, grabbed her chest and huddled.

Even in the flower clusters, those sharp thorns broke through her limbs without consciousness, and his Lingyue was lost.

Damn it! What is going on?

Feng Yan's eyelids are constantly changing, changing from black to brown.

The array of arranging flowers in the evening is constantly changing.

Feng Xie's thoughts are chaotic, and I want to break through, but it is difficult to go deep. If this continues, Ye Lingyue will only fall into the demons and be unable to extricate himself.

Brightly lit flowers, suddenly one more hand

The hand smashed a few daisy flowers, and the **** juice stained the fingers. A lot of black breath is drawn from the fingers.

On the slender fingertips, the nails came out and were a few inches long.

Look at the phoenix's cockroach, from black to amber.

His figure has also become much taller than before.

Naked on the outside skin, mysterious totems are like crazy meridians,

A sly ghost appeared on the chest of Wu Zhong.

The two flower bones of the XI Yan Wang, who had been stationary for a long time, were slowly blooming.

That ordinary eve flower, at that moment, all fell off.

Ye Lingyue was in the middle of the shackles, she only felt that the sound of the ear disappeared like a sudden disappear.

Someone took her hand.

"Don't touch me." Ye Lingyue suddenly raised her head, her hand caught the front of her eyes.

The man in front of him and the nightmare, the man she hates is joined together.

They are equally tall and the same strength is amazing.

"Ming Yue, it is me, you wake up." Wu Zhong did not expect that Ye Lingyue's strength will be so amazing.

He stared at her eyes, her eyes were empty and there was no focal length, but her eyes were filled with murder.

She did not see him at all.

Her hands are so amazing that even Wu Zhong is so fleshy and feels suffocated.

He raised his hand and the claw fell to Ye Lingyue's forehead.

A demon power poured into Ye Lingyue's forehead, and the crazy thoughts in her mind were drawn.

When the thoughts were stripped, Ye Lingyue’s look calmed down.

It was like after a fierce battle, she opened her eyes and looked at it.

Her **** lips squirmed and hesitated.

"Wu Zhong?" Her hand grabbed Wu Zhong's sleeves, as if trying to see him, but finally couldn't stand the fatigue.

That really nightmare has already drained everything from her.

She closed her eyes and quietly shrank in the arms of Wu Zhong. The long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, and there were still tears in it.