Countless rocks overlap, the roads are tortuous and circling, and there is no fixed direction.

The figure was fascinated by strange flowers and leaned against the rocks, and it was already dark.

The lake surface did not exist, and then I heard the sound of the rock spring, like a giant dragon roaring in ancient legend, which shocked the quiet forests and layers of mountains and rocks.

The song came to an abrupt end at this moment, and it was still unsatisfactory.

Lu Mingming woke up first and asked:

"Does this song have a story?"

"This song is about a change of heart-warming husband who has not returned for a long time. One day, he returned from a rainy night and had a long chat with his wife. His wife tried hard to keep him but still failed to restore the broken relationship. After receiving a divorce from her husband, the wife wrote this song. Then she died of depression soon."

The girl replied.

After hearing this, Lu Mingming looked at her incredibly. The girl was still young and should not have such a rich emotional experience. Even if she played the new ancient song, she might not be able to play it very well.

After all, without the same state of mind, you cannot understand the mood of the wife at that time. Without such an understanding, how did she come out?

Could it be that this husband and wife are related to this girl?

It was probably her parents. I think this way, she could understand it so clearly and express it very clearly.

What's more, the girl said before, but this song was made by her own hands, not an ancient song.

Looking at Lu Mingming's expression, Xu Sibo looked clear.

Obviously, such results were all within his expectations.

I made tea first, and the disciple played kissing again.
Chapter completed!