Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 669 Lament of the world. 20
Liansheng still looked at her with that sad look, then moved his lips slowly: "This is God's punishment for you disturbing the way of heaven."

Suddenly a bright light flashed in the night sky.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had split the sky, revealing a dark black hole. The torrential rain was pouring down, but there was no rain at all on the Star Picking Tower.

The heavy rain from all directions couldn't wash away the dark air all around.

Qin Shiyue stood barefoot on the icy ground, feeling the cold from head to toe.

The whole person became cold.

Liansheng walked to her side slowly, walking around her with light footsteps.

Then it stopped behind her.

His hands slowly put his shoulders on his shoulders, and his chin came up to rest on her shoulders.

His lips were right next to her ears, and the warm breath sprayed on her ears. The ambiguous breath made Qin Shiyue's body extremely stiff,
At such a moment, she should push him away immediately.

However, the aura brought by this man made her suddenly feel familiar.

Especially the bone-free fragrance, the eternal smell, which floated into her nose and brewed in her heart.

She was like a drunk person, the soles of her feet were light and light, as if she was about to float.

Lian Sheng's voice was deep, with a bit of sadness, it was like sleeping for many years, and suddenly woke up, with sleepiness, but even more so, there was nowhere to hide the sadness.

He whispered in her ear, as if whispering to her.

The tone of that voice was extremely alluring.

He said, "Come on, close your eyes, and I'll take you for a walk."

His plain white hand shook gently in front of his eyes, Qin Shiyue actually seemed to be possessed by a demon, and actually closed his eyes slowly.

This feeling is very strange, and Qin Shiyue finds it unbelievable.

However, she gradually realized that her consciousness was slowly becoming extremely chaotic.

Finally, fell into deep darkness.

who is singing?
The long and deep female voice sang an ancient song. The sadness, loneliness, and coldness seemed to be fully expressed by this song.

Qin Shiyue answered Mercy City again.

Her body was floating lightly on the surface of the still water, and the oil lamp not far away was emitting yellow light without rest.

Unchanging, tireless.

Last time, Qin Shiyue saw nothing under this light.

This time, she saw it.

Under that bunch of yellow lights, a huge bed was placed, and the bed and the water were almost seamlessly stitched together.

But how can not come up.

There are white curtains flying on the couch, and that ray of light illuminates the bed~couch brightly.

There was a woman in a white silk dress lying on the bed~couch, the brocade and satin material on her body spread out, like a pure white cloud on the bed~couch.

The woman wore a white mask on her face, only revealing a pair of black eyes.

All other places are in white style.

She was lying on the side of the bed, seemingly very bored, her slender hands, which had always been plain white, hung down, fiddling with the delicate water below.

The water was fiddled with by her and rippled in circles in all directions, like a water flower, very beautiful.

And her movements are very elegant.

In the laziness, the elegant charm made her look extremely mysterious and noble.

(End of this chapter)