"Haha, why are you here?" Xin Junmao asked "drunkly", feeling like he was drunk.

Faced with Xin Junmao's frivolity, the cheongsam woman didn't take it seriously. Instead, she seemed to still remember Xin Junmao and said with a smile: "I came here following the sound. Now that I hear the scene, it is really beautiful."

Xin Junmao said with a smile: "I am really happy to hear such wonderful music and see you again tonight."

"Do you really want to see me?" The cheongsam woman pursed her lips and smiled softly, tapping her red lower lip with her fingertips, making her even more charming, even though she had no eyes at all...

His brain seemed to be overloaded with electricity, and the world in front of him flickered, and the radiant colors that originally adorned the world gradually gave off disturbing colors.

It was obviously just a violin performance, and there were no vocals joining the concert, but for some reason Xin Junmao began to hear a group of people praying like a pilgrim. At first, the sound was very low, and there were only a few people, but gradually,

There are more and more voices, and when everyone's voices are superimposed, they become deafening and hit the soul directly.

It seems...as if he is calling the name of a certain existence...

Xin Junmao gradually breathed heavier, and slowly saw the reality hidden under the beautiful world. The hazy halo floating in the air was not light, but strange floating flesh balls with needles.

The ground beneath your feet is full of flesh and blood, beating like a beating heart. The walls, ceilings, and all buildings are covered with flesh and blood and are being eaten away by conduits.

The sounds were changing, the environment was changing, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the beauty in cheongsam in front of him. She was just as breathtakingly beautiful as he had seen her before.

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