The string is elongating, but just being longer is not a problem for Hymorphen.

Heimorphen looked in one direction of the auditorium and nodded in that direction, as if to greet someone.

Xin Junmao in the audience was stunned for a moment. When I saw Haimofen facing me, I felt like the other person was greeting me, but Haimofen and Heimofen had not known each other until then.

"It's really annoying." At one point, Mr. Zhao let go of Xin Junmao's arm and looked at Xin Junmao indifferently.

After listening to Mr. Qiao's words, Mr. Xin Junmao realized that he had been covered in a shallow film of light for a while. This was the power of the bhikkhuni of the b.

With mysterious origins and a benevolent face, the bhikkhuni protects herself once again in obscurity. Mr. Xin Junmao couldn't help but sigh, but then looked at Mr. Zhao seriously, and finally mustered up the courage to say: It's not him, it's not him, please don't dump your feelings for him on me. ”

However, Ms. Chao insisted, "You are her. You have always been her, but you have forgotten. As long as you are my executioner, you will remember everything."

While the two were talking, Heimorphen was already playing the second song he had brought to everyone, "Re Incarnation."

This song is a violin solo. When Hai Mofen's wonderful piano skills played the first syllable of the movement again, Xin Junmao, who was watching Mr. Zhao's Qiushui Shengtong, suddenly felt something in his heart. The silk thread slowly teased me, and my consciousness slowly faded away. The world before his eyes gradually became like a neon light, drunk, confused, and ecstatic.

Consciousness descends and the soul ascends. When the "brain" of consciousness and the soul merge, the world is like experiencing a cosmic explosion. Some disappear, while others gradually e back.

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