Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu did not expect it. After so many years of destroying the worlds, she was once again fortunate enough to see human art from the past.

The theater is immersed in a darkness, and only the center of the stage is lit up by a few beams of intersections, like an island formed by the light floating in the darkness. A woman with a slender figure and a skirt, her eyes are standing in the dazzling sea, and her eyelashes are reflected in a bright white. She leaned her head at this moment, her eyes closed, and the last note was sent high into the air; the song rushed out of the sea, and it echoed under the dark dome for a long time, like the sea waves hit the cliff.

The appearance of musicals, soloists, or other kinds of art forms before the auction seems to have become the practice in the Twelve Worlds. If you just saw the scene in front of you, I am afraid even wondering if this is a world that has not yet reached the end of the world; only when the powerful voice is sweeping the soul of the sea like a tide, Lin Sanjiu Suddenly taking a deep breath, I really realized that the singer is indeed an evolutionist.

The singing of ordinary people is absolutely impossible to achieve such a shock.

The songs from the foreign world seem to penetrate the body and sway every nerve of the person. If there is a substantial rush to the depths of the spirit, people can't help but shudder, tremble, and unconscious tears.

The singing voice has no real effect. One of the evolutionary abilities of the female singer is only to magnify the impact of the singing voice thousands of times; but after she stopped singing for a long time, she suddenly broke out from a silent theater. A loud applause - even if it has evolved to the point of today, people are still human.

Still people, they will be touched by some kind of mental impact.

Even Lin San, who is not in the right situation, couldn’t help but stand up with the crowd and slap the palm of his hand. In a row of boxes around her, the lights flashed one after another; the faces of the two were reflected one after another. Spartan bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "That is the expression of the singer and the performers." This makes the souls shudder together. I think it is very good to send a thank you. ""

His breath slid over and she turned her head and saw him snapping the button on the railing. A bunch of lights suddenly dyed this small box in a white space - unlike a few boxes next to it, this ray of light lasted for a long time, even caused a low whisper in the theater; the female singer followed a turn. When I saw Spartan in the distance, I couldn’t help but be surprised. Then I bowed my head and expressed my gratitude as I just said.

When she disappeared from the stage for a few minutes, Lin Sanjiu sat back on the sofa and whispered: "The singing is great, but...you have three more left? Who do you want to pass to?"

"Do not worry, I have already planned."

Spartan sat in another single sofa and stretched out a pair of long legs straight out. The gleam brightened his silhouette, all the way to his blond hair, nose, lips and throat, and outlined a thin bright edge.

Lin Sanjiu nodded thoughtfully, but before he opened his mouth, he suddenly turned his head. The dark green pupil shimmered with the luster of the lake: "However, I don't want to touch other people's lips."

"Ah?" She glanced, and immediately frowned her eyebrows: "That can't!"

"You listen to me," his timid voice was very light, as if he was whispering in his ear. "You don't have to touch your lips to get out."

At this time, she suddenly faintly heard the words of the teacher. The other party seemed to give up the shouting, just repeating a sentence: "...think, what you passed out...what..."

This seems to be a good question, but unfortunately it did not stop at the heart of Lin Sanjiu, and forgot it in a blink of an eye, like the water surface that was blown by the wind, leaving no trace. She just looked at Spartan and was full of disapproval: "What do you want to..."

When she said half of her words, she was interrupted by a light, getting closer footstep. The person who came is definitely not Yu Yuan, because she clearly recognized the sound of the thin heel hitting the floor. As the voice rose, Lin Sanjiu saw the female singer just at the door of the box.

As she walked, the long skirt on her body was like a flowing starry sky, shimmering in the darkness. Unlike her strong and powerful singing voice, the female singer gave birth to a rather sweet face; she knocked on the door and smiled at the two.

"The two are just as generous as before," she said as she whispered softly and softly, and she couldn’t imagine her voice when she sang: "Thank you very much."

How did Spartan be generous, and Lin Sanjiu didn’t even have a clue. The female singer apparently also saw that she was just a gangster, but she was still very courteous; her eyes swept over Spartan for a few laps, and her face suddenly rose red: "Really, really... is the arsenal The sir?"

"Yes, you are too polite," the blond man stared at her, whispering and said: "In fact, you don't have to come up."

"No... I always know you," the female singer was very comfortable in the eyes of thousands of people. At this time, she was a little uncomfortable. She bowed her head slightly: "I don't want you to say, I... Actually... In short, I am very happy that you can enjoy my performance."

Her sentence is obviously hesitating and re-routing several times.

"Come, please sit." Spartan stood up and opened a sofa for her. The female singer sat down in a hurry. He shook the glass in front of him and smiled. "Come a little wine?"

The female singer nodded. I didn't expect him to pass the wine glass with a few mouthfuls in his hand. The Lin San wine on the side was not the same as her - but then she lowered her head and took it. Wine glasses. She obviously didn't have a good time to drink, just holding the cup firmly, her eyes staying at a certain point on the floor, and her body seemed to be tight.

She lowered her head and naturally didn't see it - the two people around her were firmly staring at the glass in her hand, and it took a while to look away.

Looking at Lin Sanshui, Spartan sneaked into the body and whispered something to the female singer.

When they whispered, Lin Sanjiu sat down and watched, and I didn’t know if I was like a light bulb. Or should she say that she seemed to be in the darkness and suddenly disappeared? The two chatted for a while. Spartan suddenly raised his head and glanced at her gently.

She suddenly got a boost.

Is he finally going to do business?

"I just hit my finger," Spartan whispered, and laughed intimately. He tapped an index finger into his lips and slammed it a little - "It hurts, don't believe you."

The female singer glared at him, as if she had lost her soul; when he put the index finger on her lips, she just reacted to him, and it was tight, and the skin rose red. Passing red - she hesitated for half a second, and then she opened her mouth slightly, including the tip of his finger.

“Much better.” Spartan smiled. “How do you feel now?”

The female singer sat squatting, and the flushing gradually faded. Her shyness and ecstasy were all faded and disappeared, and she was replaced with a stunned color. She looked at Lin Sanjiu and looked at Sbaan again. She calmly nodded. "I understand."

Lin San wine suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - although he did not touch his lips, he was successfully spread out once.

"I know that you have a lot of people and admirers in the Twelve Worlds," Spartan said softly. "So I specifically looked for you."

"Is it three times?" The female singer sighed and immediately smiled at the two: "I can all pass it out in an hour."

"I also believe that you have this ability." Spartan whispered, "You will help me find two girls..."

"Lin Sanjiu!"

When they talked, the voice of Yi teacher suddenly burst into a sudden sound - Lin Sanjiu just shocked, but only listened to her and then weakened, lowered, and re-blurred: "Think... pass...not it is good……"

What does she want to say? Can't you wait until your own business is done?

Lin Sanjiu spit a bit of irritability; she turned her head again and found that the singer didn't know when she had left. Spartan was leaning on the back of the sofa lazily, licking the wine in the cup little by little. Feeling her gaze, he smiled back: "Maybe the next girl will drink my wine slyly... that saves me a lot."

She frowned and looked at him without saying a word.

"What's wrong? There are at least three or four hours from the official end of the auction. One pass three, three pass nine, during this time, the whole theater will be..." Spartan said here, he also Slightly wrinkled my eyebrows, and suddenly I don’t know what words to use: "Being..."

The problem may be here. What is it?

"I always feel that there is something wrong with us." Lin San wine whispered, "What about you? Is there such a feeling?"

"Not the same place as before, there is." In the dark, the dark green eyes that looked at her were like the lake hidden deep in the shade. "But I don't know if it's not 'not right.'"

She bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, and the outside sounded a footstep: Spartan’s reputation in the 12th world was not small, and how many girls were obsessed with him. For him, this task It was a breeze – soon, there was another face that looked good outside the box.

After all, only men and women with beautiful looks have a greater chance of successfully kissing others.

Everything that happened next happened as Spartan expected.

After more than two hours, Lin Sanjiu has noticed the strangeness that has gradually become apparent in the theater. In the dark, more and more people gave up watching the auction, just walked back and forth between the agents, looking for the next "prey"; finally, halfway through the auction, the woman who won the bid suddenly took the host. He leaned up and kissed his lips - it seemed to be a signal that the whole theater was stunned into a strange silence.

It seems that everyone understands.

The guests looked at each other and did not say anything. No one urged the host to change to the second auction item, and the host no longer glanced at the exhibit.

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