The long sound of the piano passed through the sea of ​​​​heart, throwing a stone into his heart lake, causing ripples.

The red mist stirred, and women wearing transparent gauze clothes and dancing colorful sleeves appeared next to Yun Zhongzi. They were either graceful or graceful, some were jasper from a small family, some were unrestrained and heroic, some were ladies, or some were flaming red lips, all surrounding them.

Swirling and dancing around him.

The sweet sound of the piano, mixed with murmurs and moans, converged into a strange melody.

There are pieces of pink peach blossoms falling down again, which is indescribably beautiful.

"The music of the piano moves your heart, the illusion enchants you, and this pink mist is alluring and depraved!"

Yun Zhongzi spoke up and revealed the details of this red mist.

However, he became even more nervous because he felt that the blood in his body was boiling and his heartbeat was speeding up.

"Sir...!"

A slender figure walked out of the red mist, with a graceful body and a natural appearance. He lowered his head and played the piano with bare hands. Even Yun Zhongzi was slightly in a trance when he took a look at it.

"Sir, does the piano sound nice?"

The sound is curling and empty, ringing in the ears and echoing in the sea of ​​​​hearts, making people have endless aftertaste and endless reverie. They want to reach out and catch the gradually dissipating sound, but in the end they are in vain and feel lonely.

“Sounds great!”

Yun Zhongzi nodded, very seriously.

"Sir, am I beautiful?"

The woman raised her head, and her bright face eclipsed everything else. Her clear eyes and holy face left no room for blasphemy.

"beautiful!"

Yun Zhongzi nodded again, his face extremely serious.

"Young master, would you like to accompany me and let me play the piano and dance for you until the end of time and the sun and the moon stop spinning?"

The woman came slowly and spoke softly, which turned into sweet rain and sprinkled on the sea of ​​​​heart, making Yun Zhongzi's blood boil even more, almost burning.

His skin was red, his blood vessels were bulging, and his head was raised even underneath.

The red mist surges and the spring tide ripples.

Yun Zhongzi understood everything here, but unfortunately he could not suppress it. The blood in his body was attracted by the unknown force, spinning rapidly, his body temperature rose, and a manic desire arose in his heart.

"It acts on the blood vessels and acts on the sea of ​​heart!"

This kind of invisible and immaterial magical power reminded him of the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation arranged by Empress Yunxiao in the Battle of the Gods. At that time, the strong men of the Chan Sect had no resistance at all and fell into the trap.

Now, how similar it is!

He tried to suppress his bloodline and purify his heart, but he just couldn't do it.

"Sir, are you willing?"

The woman had already walked up to Yun Zhongzi. She blew her breath like orchid, turning into mist and getting into Yun Zhongzi's nostrils.
Chapter completed!