Luo Ying followed Nangong Chen's words and was indeed eyes. Why didn't she noticed that those eyes were so dim at the beginning, but now they seemed to be dull. What's going on?
A powerful traction came again, causing Luo Ying to take two steps forward involuntarily until she was completely stuck in front of Zihua. Then a trace of white light shone down, wrapping Luo Ying firmly in it.
Seeing this, Nangong Chen flashed and followed quickly. The white light dissipated. There were no shadows of two people on the spot. The paintings on the wall disappeared. If there were other people at this moment, they would definitely be shocked.
Huh, this incredible scene.
"Luo'er, are you doing well?" After standing steadily at the ground, Nangong Chen quickly asked Luo Ying, while checking to see if she was injured.
Luo Ying shook her head: "Chen, I'm fine. Are we just being rolled into the painting? Where is this place? How could we come here?" She looked up at the scenery in front of her, and was full of doubt.
There is no such phenomenon as the mountains broken, rivers dried up, and flowers, plants and trees that I have seen along the way. Instead, the flowers are in full bloom and the scenery is pleasant, as if it is a paradise.
"This is my world." Before Nangong Chen could speak, a gentle voice sounded in the ears of the two, and then a white figure that seemed real and illusory appeared in front of the two.
Luo Ying looked at the visitor in surprise, this, this, this is not: "Mom, is it really you?" Seeing the clothes on the visitor, Luo Ying blurted out the words "Mom". In that tone
But the surprise could not be covered up.
Yi Xiao looked at the girl in a purple gauze dress and was surrounded by a cold man in a purple brocade robe. She was instantly lost and her eyes drifted far away, as if she had returned to her own thousand years ago.
I was like this at that time, and I loved to dress up in purple, and the man who was by her was handsome and gentle, but for some reason, everything changed and changed later.
Then the memory flowed, as if she had entered another time and space, where she was always with the person she loved, and she had a beautiful and lovely daughter, but later the daughter disappeared, and then what happened, why can't she remember it?
Why can't I remember it?
"Why can't I remember it? What happened to my daughter later? Why can't I remember it?" Yi Xiao hugged her head, her face full of pain, and her head seemed to explode, and many scenes were intermittent.
She appeared, but she really couldn't remember what was wrong with her daughter.
Looking at her mother's painful and panic, Luo Ying felt a little pain in her heart. She walked up to hug her and said in a low voice: "Mom, I'm here, I'm here, your daughter is here." Tears were in her eyes, she
But she forced herself not to shed because tears are the patent of the weak, and she cannot become the weak.
Yi Xiao was shocked and stared at the worried eyes, as if some memories were regained. He held Luo Ying's hand excitedly and said happily: "Daughter, my daughter, mom misses you so much, miss you so much,
Where have you been going over the years? Why are you not by my side?"
"Mom, I don't know." Luo Ying shook her head, she also wanted to know the reason. "Mom, I came to you this time because I want you to stop my father."