Luo Yan seemed to have thought that the result would be like this, and he didn't seem to care about Tang Yue'er's answer. He looked at Tang Yue'er's eyes slowly blurred the distance between pupils, and just said to himself, "My name is Luo Yan, and he is the daughter of the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, but I have never felt even a trace of fatherly love. The man in my memory is not like this, but I can't remember it clearly. When I remember it, he became like this. He only knew the Five Poisons Sect all day long, but ignored his mother. I still have it.

Sister, but we still like to look at the father from afar, which is also a kind of happiness for us; but everything has changed, and no one can stand being ignored. The back, which was originally in our eyes, became so annoying, but my mother fell seriously ill after that. The wizard in the clan said that she had no way to go back, but even so, my father never came back, and she didn't even have time to come back to see the mother on the sickbed; until the last moment my mother's throat could no longer be heard.

Everyone is calling his father's name. Ω Biqu     Ge" Luo Yan's words did not have any emotion, and even a trace of emotional fluctuations, as if telling a past that had nothing to do with him, "Mother said that men are the worst things in the world. No matter what they said or promised you, those things that you still insist on deeply in your opinion have long been thrown away. Mother once warned us not to believe in men in this world anymore, but when we grow up

My sister and I are still working under my father, listening carefully to every order from my father. It seems that I have forgotten my mother's advice and the regretful face when my mother left. I know that meeting him may be a punishment for me. I forgot my mother and what she said. Now I will meet a man like my father." Until this moment, Luo Yan's eyes were a little lonely. Although she was very disappointed, a far-fetched smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Tang Yue'er didn't pay attention to what Luo Yan said at first, but slowly Tang Yue'er realized that she seemed to be trapped by Luo Yan's atmosphere and was immersed in what Luo Yan said. When she saw the loneliness in Luo Yan's eyes, Tang Yue'er's already hard heart suddenly became soft, 'This woman looks like herself.' Tang Yue'er's first reaction was this, as if she saw her own shadow on Luo Yan. Finally, Tang Yue'er muttered to herself, "Will he forget his previous promises, previous encounters, and everything in the past like that she met; what should she do if there were other women around him when she found him?" Tang Yue'er had no answer, or she didn't dare to think so.

After Luo Yan said that, his eyes became colorful again, and he looked at Tang Yueer quietly. At this moment, Luo Yan was even more sure that this woman must be a person with a story. I am afraid that she can only be considered a witch when compared with her. In fact, Luo Yan had no other ideas, but she wanted to say something but couldn't find anyone. The father never cared about his two daughters. When he saw him every day, he would only say something else to do, or supervise whether his martial arts had progressed; he had never cared about himself and his sister; Luo Xiang was even more impossible, and he didn't know why since he and his sister became disciples of the Five Poisons Sect, this

The sister who was obedient to her before suddenly became mean. Others? There is really no need to find the same feelings among the Five Poisons Sects. If you show your cowardice, you will definitely not get sympathy, but a cold and ridiculous voice. That is why you can see Tang Yueer, a woman who comes from outside, who is like herself, and you will feel this feeling of mutual appreciation. Or Luo Yan just wants to find a listener to hear her troubles in her heart. This person is not the statue of Chiyou in the Chiyou Hall, because a statue of God will not have any expression changes, will not say words of comfort, and will not even show a look of sympathy.

"Why are you talking to me about this? Are you just coveting my identity as Tang Sect? If there is any conspiracy, it's better to say it clearly, and I won't fall into your trap." Tang Yue'er admitted that she was indeed touched by Luo Yan's words, but when she thought of her current situation, Tang Yue'er came back to her senses, afraid that this was just a conspiracy. Although she didn't know why, she didn't dare to take it lightly even so. Tang Yue'er tried hard to throw the figure in her mind away, not wanting to be affected by her mood.

"Oh" Luo Yan was not angry or annoyed. She took out a leaf from her body. I don't know when she brought it. She gently placed it on her lips. A sad tune surrounded the surroundings. There was no one telling the story, but Tang Yue'er seemed to see a woman who was a little tired but still insisting. She stood in the distance, looking into the distance with her eyes, as if she was looking forward to her lover, but in this way, one day, two days, one year, two years, until the woman's eyes no longer had the original spirit, she was still standing there, as if she was looking forward to a miracle life; suddenly the tune was

Once it changed, it was no longer full of sadness. The song became aroused, as if shouting, as if accusing, or as if scolding God. However, the figure fell down little by little. I don’t know how long it took that woman to sit on the place where she originally stood, but the direction the landbread was still the direction she looked at every day. The song finally stopped, and Tang Yue'er woke up, looking at Luo Yan in front of her incredible sense. If she hadn’t experienced this feeling, she would definitely not have made such a sound. Such reality. Luo Yan put away the leaf and stood up and left.

"What is it called?" Looking at Luo Yan's back, Tang Yue'er became more sure of what she thought, but her originally cold face was flushed due to excitement.

"I don't know. I used to listen to my mother blowing it, but I never understood it. But now I understand it and can blow it, but my mother is gone. I haven't had time to ask her, so why don't you call her "Wangtong"?" Luo Yan hurriedly left until Luo Yan had walked a long way, and Tang Yue'er was still murmuring "Wangtong". When Tang Yue'er raised her eyes and looked at Luo Yan's disappearance, her eyes were no longer cold... But she didn't know that the tears in the corners of her eyes could no longer bear it.

"Yan Girl" suddenly sounded in Luo Yan's ears. Luo Yan hurriedly wiped the tears from his face. He knew that the tears would probably not be finished. Luo Yan saw the old man in the prison. The scene was exactly the same as that time. He cried for a long time because he could not accept his mother's death. He didn't know why he came to this place. Senior Chu also called him like this at that time. The old man in front of him looked at the kind-eyed eyes, but the days in the prison made him thinner than a few years ago, but the smile on his face still did not change at all. Even if he didn't say anything, just looking at this smile, Luo Yan's mood would get better.
Chapter completed!