aisle.

But the next moment, an alert and broken sound appeared in her spirit, and she was immediately enveloped by a feeling of falling at an extremely fast speed.

To outsiders, the little girl just stood up from the left side and sat down in the seat on Fan Ning's right side.

Just changed sides.

The music kept going, and when Luna "opened her eyes" from her dizzy fall, she found that in front of her was a church filled with golden mist.

The incomprehensible turn of events frightened the little girl at first. It wasn't until she saw the figure on the podium clearly that her fear finally disappeared, and she just yelled a little helplessly:

"teacher?"

I saw a mysterious altar with purple electric light flowing on the ceremonial stage. My teacher stood in the center with his hands behind his hands. His open white clothes and long hair were windless. There were a large number of pages similar to vintage parchment floating around.

He made slow swirling movements, like a tornado that had been slowed down abruptly.

It's so cool and charming, but I can't understand it.

"Why did you get up and leave?" Fan Ning asked thoughtfully.

He just sensed Luna's abnormal behavior and spiritual state, so he used the convenience of being by his side to forcibly drag her into the Lianmeng of the Yiyong Secret Realm, and also allowed her body in the waking world to sit back in her seat.

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"I, I don't know, teacher." The little girl shook her head in confusion.

"Then sit here for now and listen to the concert normally."

"oh."

Luna didn't dare to ask any more questions, and carefully sat down on the mahogany bench below, with her hands on her knees, her body neither leaning nor leaning, and her posture was very upright.

She listened to the music and looked at it curiously.

The next moment, a large amount of heterogeneous light rose from the altar. The changing and rotating gold and stone, silver shavings and mercury paste flashed before her eyes, and then turned into purple-gold gem lamps or hooked fractal petals.

Finally, she felt that the entire vertical plane in front of the podium seemed to hang down an invisible curtain wall.

In fact, although Walter's performance of the purifying "Symphony No. 1" filled the entire Qiming Church, it did not include the interior of the altar where Fanning was.

It was isolated from everything and was silent. Only in his inner hearing were various fragments of motives playing.

"The original chord recorded in the gel membrane is D minor. The concrete pollution of 'Miss Crimson' that will be disassembled later also has re as the bass, so this work might as well be written in D minor. It will not only use the help of

Joan's intellectual highland to escape the impact of pollution will also be a gift from me to conductor Walter to help him awaken the 'Fanghui Poet'..."

Facing the nearly a hundred skins of the end swirling around him, Fan Ning swiped his fingers in the air, first using spiritual thread to draw musical lines on nearly ten of them, recording a flat key signature, and then on one of them

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