"Master, have you forgotten our agreement eight hundred years ago? You really can't remember it. I can't admit it wrong. You are my master. You said you will never abandon me, but why do you
Will you forget, why am I?"
Although he didn't remember the memories of that year very clearly, he remembered the most important picture. She once promised that she would never leave her.
But why did he suddenly say goodbye eight hundred years ago? When he woke up from a deep sleep again, he still saw his master. This is what God is destined to do. No matter what, he will not let himself go.
The master is leaving himself.
Luo Ying was really overwhelmed now. She really didn't remember that there was such a person, but looking at his expression and expression, it seemed that he was not joking.
Could it be that there was someone who looked exactly the same as her before? But this is absolutely impossible, because everything will not appear the same unless it is a different space.
"Oh my God, what's the matter? I really didn't know you in my memory. Could it be that you really remembered it wrong?" Luo Ying asked again.
She always felt that this matter was too blind, just like the one in her dream, forgot it. The most important thing is that when Fire just told her about this person's information, she never thought that this person was actually an ancient far-reaching god, or a Nangong
Dust coefficients are the same race.
What luck does she have? Meeting Nangong Chen was the most beautiful scenery, but when she met the person in front of her, she felt that everything was no longer colored.
Because his appearance was a beginning, a warning, and a telling her that things will not go so smoothly, beautifully, and even more so sweet. It will only leave one word, that is pain.
"Master, what's wrong with you? How could you forget Zhuo Yao? You promised me, you've lost your words, why, why." Zhuo Yao's face surrounded by black aura showed a hint of pain, and looking at Luo Ying's eyes, he was even more sad.
Godless.
He slept for so many years to wait for the master to appear, but why, why does the master not remember himself? He doesn't want such a thing to happen, don't, the master is his, you must remember himself.
"Zhuoyao, can you tell me what your master's name is? Maybe it's different from mine. This proves that you have admitted your mistake and we don't waste time here, okay."
Luo Ying felt the breath on Zhuo Yao's body deeper, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Why did he feel like he was about to explode? But this was really helpless for Luo Ying.
Zhuo Yao raised his head, his handsome cheeks instantly revealed to Luo Ying's eyes, and a picture flashed through his mind, but she had disappeared before she could catch it.
"My master is Luo Ying. It originally means that the cherry blossoms fall like life, and will wither one day. But the master said that the cherry blossoms are not good, so he wants Ying'er's ying because she wants to be the happiest and happiest, without pressure.
Unrestrained innocent children.”
Zhuo Yao remembered the scenes from eight hundred years ago, and there were only a few remaining scenes, but they were memories that he could not forget and did not want to forget. They were the source of support for his life. If there were no memories, he would not