Christine stared at the man who came down the stairs and walked towards her step by step.

His mutilated face was well concealed by the white mask, making her almost forget the fear that face brought her.And his voice, so beautiful, captured her soul again, she almost forgot everything.

Her mentor, Music Angel.

Eric's eyes fell on Christine's neck, and the necklace—no, the ring on the silver chain made him furious.

Everything here is so lively and beautiful, but he is out of place.He stood at the highest place and threatened everyone, but he was extremely lonely in his heart.The sunshine he longed for has locked himself with someone else's ring.

Can he really not have sunshine?

The pain, the extreme pain, made him lose his mind.It's not just the pain of losing a sweetheart, it's the pain of losing a bright hope.With a roar, he tore off the necklace from her neck.

"you belong With Me!"

A gust of wind blew out all the candles.The Phantom of the Opera disappeared in full view.

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"Mrs. Geary! Mrs. Geary!" Lauer anxiously followed Mrs. Geary, "You must know something!" Mrs. Geary has always been warning everyone to beware of the Phantom of the Opera, she must know something!

"I don't know, sir, please stop asking," said Mrs. Geary evasively.She regretted saving Eric in the first place, especially when he was making trouble at the opera house.However, Eric in her heart is still the "son of the devil" who was kept in a cage for exhibition, the little boy who only had a little monkey as his friend, and she couldn't bear to hurt him.

"Please, madam, for everyone!" Raul pleaded.

Mrs. Geary showed hesitation on her face.

"Well. It was a long time ago, when a wandering circus troupe came to Paris. There were acrobats, magicians, all kinds of weirdos... Oh, I'll never forget that scene. Back then, there was a boy Locked in a cage. He's a genius, sir! And yet he's locked up by the crowd, forced to show his mutilated face for people to laugh at!"

"Go on, ma'am!"

"He is really a genius! Scholar, architect, musician, composer, inventor, sir. But at that time, he was called the 'son of the devil' by everyone, and everyone hated him, only a little monkey in the acrobatic troupe willing to play with him."

"Who is this person?" Raul's voice became more urgent.

"Born deformed...not human, more like a monster. He was a freak. Then, he...he killed his guards and ran away! He disappeared! They never found him again, and people thought he died!"

"But it's not dead, is it?"

"The world has forgotten him, but I can't forget him! In the dark, I saw him again..."

"Our phantom is him!" Raul suddenly realized.

"I hid him from the cruelty of the world. Since then, he has known nothing of the outside world, except this opera house, his palace of art. He is really a genius, sir!" Geary The lady is incoherent.

"There is no doubt that a genius has turned into a madman." Raul has made up his mind at this moment, he will not allow anyone to hurt Christine.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, it is bubbling.

It's all written about the masquerade party, so is the finale still far away?

I hope that the results will be better before the conclusion of the paper.

Although this article started later than "Zhen Huan's Biography: Ji Zhao", the results are also worse than that.

But, but, this will definitely be my first finished article in Jinjiang!

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