"All right, come on, little Dyson," the witch nodded and reached out to Dyson compassionately. "You've been despised. It seems that the old witch doesn't like you so cute!"

Little Dyson's face is strange. He hasn't dared to talk since he came in.

Now listening to the devil dare to talk to that wicked old woman, he was even more surprised to say nothing.

Flora was used to this for a long time, and another failure in the experiment made her very grumpy.

She lifted her loose eyelids and glanced at little Dyson. "This is the human child you brought back?"

"Yes, isn't it lovely? Other demons like it very much ~ "

" it's ugly! "

Flora groaned coldly, wiped her hands and threw away her handkerchief.

"What are you doing with this human child when you are not in your house? Tina, I advised you. If you do this, sooner or later, it will bring disaster to your evil women! "

Su Kui is shocked. She has a prophet. Tina has experienced the last life.

But the old woman, who lives in seclusion in the deep forest, has too much intuition.

As expected, the witches who can be awed by many witches are not ordinary people!

"I know, that's why I brought him to you."

"What can I do for you?" Without looking back, flora found a veil and began to gently wipe her husband's portrait.

The witch hands a push small Dyson's back, push him past, smile way: "help me wash out his mind, about our memory."

"What do you say?!"

Little Dyson's green eyes, unbelievable looking back, looked at Su Kui in shock.

"No way!"

"No, I don't want to forget you! Tina, don't worry. I won't tell anyone that I've seen a witch. Don't wash my memory away! "

Little Dyson has not felt love for a long time. He knows that his stepmother sent someone to take him out to harm him. But the father does not care, let him only passively bear.

He is too small to fight against his stepmother.

But the witch is different. Although she killed people in front of his eyes, she killed a big pervert. Moreover, she also promised him many unreasonable requests and gave him warmth.

These little dysons know it.

But now, these happy memories, which he carefully buried in his heart, are about to be washed away?

"I will believe you only if I forget everything."

"no!"

Little Dyson puffed up his cheeks angrily and ran out on his short legs.

But he forgot that it was in the tree. As soon as he got out of the door, he stepped on it and fell down.

The witch held her forehead and sighed, "what a fool --"

and then, with a bit of tiptoe, caught the man when he was about to land and flew up again.

"Flora, it's up to you."

As soon as it was over, flora turned around discontentedly. "I said, I can't do it!"

Her eyes flashed and she did not look at the child standing on the ground.

"Why, you must give me a reason, flora."

Su Kui stepped forward and looked down at Flora's turbid eyes.

"How can people's memories be easily washed away? An carelessness may make him a fool! "

Even if flora hated human beings, the child, looking at him, did not know why. Flora always involuntarily thought of her early child.