The tree couldn't help being angry. The little girl who came out of nowhere looked young and dressed up like a rich girl.

To put it out, it's almost inexplicable.

What does it mean that she has no love and no luck, and does not admit it? Who did she flirt with? No one's flirting okay!

What kind of ghost is flirting? Who can explain it to her?

Mu Xingchen looks at the chaotic situation in front of him. He can't help raising his hand and supporting his forehead. He steps forward and whispers, "this Miss Sikong, you have hurt your hand. How about opening it first? "

Sikong Poria gave him a cold look, clutching the end of the cane of the tree, and asked, "arbor, do you dare to have a dream?"

The tree stared at her with a blank look.

Only saw a black flute, from Sikong tuckahoe's understanding of the abyss, was slowly summoned out, across the air, slowly and down.

The tree looked at the nightmare flute, a little tight in his heart, for a long time, but his eyes were cold and merciless.

She recognized the terrible flute.

This nightmare flute, the moment of playing, will make her dream to see bad people, bad things, bad memories.

For example Mr. Qin er.

"Arbor, as long as you have a dream, you will know what happened to you and my eldest brother."

Watching the melon eaters, they held their breath and waited, their eyes fixed on the small face of the body.

Ink lotus suddenly a flash, come to wife side, one hand hold her waist, cold eyes to Sikong tuckahoe way, "you don't force her again."

"Of course she won't dream. Because, she and Ding Ding, nothing happened. "

Sikong smirked, "is that right?"

"Of course." Ink lotus one face cold color, Piao Si Kong Fu Ling one eye.

Sikong tuckahoe reached out and held the cane tightly. Everyone saw the blood drop in her hand, climbing along the vine, and the blood color was rippling.

The cane whip in the tree's hand was as straight as her heart string at this time, and it was as if it was about to touch.

"Do you know the arbor?"

"You've killed him."

"I've never seen him so miserable! He is playful and unruly. But to you, there is no false feeling. " Sikong tuckahoe's eyes were red, and he tried to hold back the tears that could not be shed.

Recalling what she saw yesterday, her hand once again held on to the cane, as if so she could hold on to the tree and bring her back to see the man.

"Let go!" The tree was furious, and suddenly pulled back the cane whip in her hand. The power of the holy wood turned into starlight fragments, and immediately closed in her hand.

"Girl, you are not right!" At first, she scolded her little girl, and when she saw it, she said, "how can you do this to someone else's eldest brother? Ah, you are really You can't forget the old when you have a new one! "

What and what?? The arbor looked angrily at the little girl.

Mo Lian's classmates also followed a black thread and couldn't help looking up at the girl whose head was disconnected.

Inexplicably, the girl said three words that his good husband was reduced to "new love"?

The girl did not care about others' stare, jumped to the side of Sikong Poria Ling and picked up others' hands.

"Ah, I'm so hurt. This girl, I have medicine here. Please apply it first. "

Sikong tuckahoe drew back his hand and kept silent.

The little girl didn't care. She took Sikong tuckahoe and daubed her with hemostatic.