Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 670 Lament of the world. 21
In the laziness, the elegant charm made her look extremely mysterious and noble.

Her jade arms hanging in the water are very beautiful, and the water waves are rippling round and round, under the warm yellow light, it is indescribably gentle and charming.

This peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken by a cappella. The man's gentle and melodious voice sang softly, and the gentle and emphatic emphasis was enough to stir everyone's heart.

Young women always like to be accompanied by such a person.

When hearing the singing, the woman lying on the bed was also taken aback for a moment.

She sat up straight, and listened quietly to this swan song, her heart was pounding.

He muttered to himself, "This voice is really nice."

Compared to the lonely and cold environment in the City of Mercy, this man's voice can almost be described as sunshine, and when it shines down, it warms not only the City of Mercy, but also the heart of this woman.

She listened intently with bated breath.

The eyes exposed outside the mask occasionally showed a look of joy.

When the man finished singing, there was no more sound, and the woman's eyes suddenly showed panic.

Walking around, looking up, looking for the sound.

But it didn't show up in the end.

She lay down on the bed in great disappointment, sullen and unwilling to say a word.

At the same time the next day, the man's singing voice finally came again, and the sullen woman lying on the bed jumped up, listening to the voice that she had missed all day with great joy.

That gentle and sweet, lingering voice is really nice.

Let her yearn for it, sleepless, unwilling to let go of any clues.

This hour of every day is the time for that man to sing in the city of mercy, and she will definitely wait for him wholeheartedly and be his audience.

Even though he never knew that there was one of his followers in the secret city of Mercy.

Finally one day, she was no longer satisfied with this kind of listening, and wanted to go out, leave this cold place, and go up to see what kind of man this is, who can sing such a beautiful song.

So, she got up and was going out.

As soon as her footsteps left the bed, a cold voice came from behind: "Where do you want to go?"

The cold and deep male voice stopped her in her footsteps.

She didn't like this sound the most, every time it made her feel colder than Mercy City.

In this city of mercy, it belongs to him, the coldest source.

"I want to go out and have a look." She turned around and answered truthfully.

In the darkness, a man wearing a plain white robe with long sleeves slowly walked out.

It's Liansheng.

There was a touch of golden light in his figure, but it was extremely faint. The man who was as cold and proud as a lotus flower always carried a sacred aura that was difficult to touch.

When talking to her, she always felt uncomfortable for a while.

You have to look up to get his position.

She doesn't like this feeling.

Liansheng walked up to her slowly, stretched out his hand to tidy up the hair hanging on her shoulders, and his voice softened a little: "You can't leave here."

"Why? There is no sacrifice today."

She raised her head unwillingly, with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)