The death of the angel is ten minutes long, divided into three parts in style. The first part is five minutes, which is for fairy tales, guzheng and chimes, which are ethereal, beautiful, pure and sweet. The second part is for myths, pottery and chimes, which are grand, sad, passionate and passionate. The third part is for lies, bamboo flutes and chimes, which are gloomy and sad tears fall silently.

Yun Luo recalled the death of the angel in the apocalypse version, thought it carefully, and sang the adapted death of the angel in his mind. He thought it was very good, so he walked into the recording studio, stood in front of the radio, and started singing with Bai Qinghua.

Although Bai Qinghua was prepared for it, she still lost her mind after Yun Luo's warm, clean and beautiful voice sounded, and her mind was filled with singing, and there was nothing else. When the song stopped, Bai Qinghua found two lines of clear tears.

Bai Qing's favorite paintings are talented musicians. The temperament and beautiful women are very affectionate, and they also have the attributes of wives. They are thirty-two praises. Bai Qing's eyebrows are affectionate, and her watery eyes look at Yun Luo, which makes her more meaningful.

"Yunluo, your singing is so great that I am so lost. Let me hug you and reward you." Bai Qinghua, a beautiful woman with temperament, was also sexy and hot, and took the initiative and boldness. She hugged Yunluo in her arms. Her soft peach breasts made Yunluo a little embarrassed.

Bai Qing finished the dots and did not do anything out of the way. Instead, she softly discussed with Yun Luo how to handle the recorded audio, and also dealt with some noise and noise bursts. Yun Luo listened to the death of the angel very seriously. Bai Qing painted it indifferently and approached very close, and her soft and fragrant body was as warm as water.

Unfortunately, Yun Luo's heart is as hard as iron. He has long been annoyed with the relationship between An Chuyu, An Qingju and Yan Chenyu. How could he provoke other women? Just forget about stealing anything. As for taking advantage of something, hehe. In his heart, these three girls who grew up with Yun Luo are more important.

Yunluo handled the audio of the Angel's Death very seriously, so he copied the two audios of the background music and the song into a pink USB flash drive. Yunluo didn't talk nonsense, deleted all the audio materials left in the recording device, and was not in a hurry to leave. Yunluo and Bai Qinghua chatted in the top recording studio.

Who made love arouse the words in a few words?

Since I had the idea of ​​entering the music circle, Yunluo wanted to know more about this circle. Chatting with Bai Qinghua is naturally a good way. Bai Qinghua also said everything, and chatted with Yunluo with a soft voice.

It was six o'clock when An Chuyu called Yunluo. The three of them had already booked a seat and asked Yunluo to eat. They were not here to wait until seven o'clock. Yunluo said goodbye to Bai Qinghua and left casually, leaving behind a lonely and beautiful woman with temperament.

The pink BMW in front of the Tianlai Recording Studio building has long disappeared. Yun Luo thought about the location of the restaurant An Chuyu mentioned. Looking at the congested road at get off work, he simply jogged all the way, and it was also very romantic to jog along West Lake.

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"I have a desire to be collected, properly placed, and carefully preserved forever. I will not be shocked, miserable, displaced, and have no branches to support me. But that person, I know, I always know, he will never come. He is destined to wander all his life, and I am destined to be lonely and helpless. So what if I will never come? I will keep him in my heart, properly placed, carefully preserve, and never forget him forever."

A pure and gentle male voice came from the West Lake into Yunluo's ears, causing Yunluo to stop until the man finished reading this prose that Yan Chenyu often recited in Yunluo's ears. When Yan Chenyu was chanting, he was always resentful.

Yunluo and the man were separated by a tall green willow belt. There was only a blurry figure. Yunluo didn't care much, so he continued to trot forward. Unexpectedly, the man didn't know what he was looking at, ran wildly, ran to a corner in one breath and knelt down on one knee. He picked up the long-lensing German camera and took a snap.

Looking in the sound, Yun Luo was stunned for a moment. If this guy was right, he was taking a picture of a five-year-old ponytail loli with bright eyes and white teeth. He looked very pure. The person holding the loli's hand was a delicate and pretty young woman, but the man was disdainful to the beautiful young woman and only buried his head in taking various beautiful photos of the loli, with a very pious attitude.

Yunluo soon saw what a professional enthusiast was. The man took a hundred photos that could have manual fixed focus within a minute. He quickly picked out ten of the most beautiful ones, took out a small machine that instantly printed photos from his bag, and inserted the data cable into a German camera, and the machine spit out ten real-color photos.

The man picked up ten photos and chased Loli. Yunluo saw that the man was 1.87 meters tall, with a strong and majestic figure, and a handsome face. He was definitely a tall, rich and handsome man. He smiled very sunny.

He took out a black pen, and the man wrote an email address on the photo, handed ten beautiful photos to the five-year-old Luo, chatting and laughing with the beautiful young woman, and touched the five-year-old Luo's double ponytails, and let the loli kiss it. Then he left casually and was a winner in life.

The man walked back and walked to the place where he was chanting prose. Yun Luo turned around and saw that the man was collecting a very small fishing rod. The casting rod brand was the number one in Japan. That's right, this guy was fishing on the edge of the West Lake where fishing was prohibited!

What's particularly nonsense is that this guy actually caught a West Lake carp weighing more than two pounds. The man took out a pocket from his backpack to put some lake water, put the West Lake carp in, stuffed it into his backpack, and ran away with a smile.

Yun Luo analyzed the man's shoulder bag, which should have three cameras and a bunch of fishing equipment inside. The largest gray canvas backpack was hung with a compass and a thermometer on the outside. It was obvious that the backpack was equipped with outdoor equipment.

This is a player who loves taking pictures, fishing, outdoors, traveling, and is not short of money.

The sharp-eyed Yun Luo saw that every backpack and every piece of clothing that man had his name embroidered on his backpack - Qin Ren. This is obviously a habit that only people who often go outdoors have.

At first glance, Qin Ren seemed to be a handsome guy, that is, an ordinary person, but Yun Luo was not an ordinary person. He was at level ten in the end of the world. He always had a sense of inexplicable feeling when he stared at Qin Ren, as if he had seen his kind.

Yun Luo thought while walking, and came to the entrance of the restaurant that An Chuyu had booked, and was shocked. He remembered that it was really a breath of level ten existence. There was a level ten that left a wisp of thought power in Qin Ren's sea of ​​consciousness! This is why Yun Luo vaguely felt that Qin Ren had a great eye, and a wisp of thought power at level ten was useless, so I won't say much.

When Qin Ren encounters a life-and-death crisis, if the enemy is an evolver, that wisp of mind can suppress the evolvers below level seven once. Time depends on the strength of the evolver. As long as the evolver is not pretending to be stupid, it can feel that it is a level ten aura, and this person is valued by level ten.

Of course, it is just a wisp of level ten mind power. Some people don’t sell the level ten face to kill people, but some minor problems can naturally take a step back. People with level ten protection are not that easy to kill, and it will be very troublesome afterwards.

He felt that the tenth level in the black domain was still not good at using the mind power. He felt that the thread of mind power left in Qin Ren's sea of ​​consciousness was dead, without the fluctuations of will. That tenth level existence could only sense the disappearance of mind power, and nothing else could be felt.

If the tenth level of the last days is placed in others, a ray of mind power can even cross the distance of space and project most of one's mind power across the air, or the image of the murderer is fed back with the mind power when the depositor is killed.

Sure enough, the life of the Black Domain evolved is too dull, unlike the end of the world where people fought and killed their lives all day long, and their combat effectiveness was extremely strong.

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Yun Luo walked into this self-service hotpot restaurant and saw Yan Chenyu in the hall. An Chu met. An Qingju sat on a U-shaped table. Three beauties were talking about something, and there were many paper bags beside him. I don’t know what he had lost again.

"Aluo, you are so slow, you're almost hungry." An Chu scolded Yunluo, but he had the style of a young wife. Yingying stood up and gave Yunluo the best position.

"Waiter, 37 dishes served on the table." An Qingju shouted with a clear and tender voice, and a woman at the front desk responded.

The hot pot buffet was served quickly, four small hot pots were lit, and then a five-story cart filled with dishes was pushed. The waiter brought the first ten plates of meat full of layered onto the U-shaped table, and then he retired.

Waiting for the space where the hot pot soup pot was boiling, Yan Chenyu and An Chuhui went to prepare the seasonings they liked. They placed dozens of seasonings on the hem of the front desk cylinder and prepared them with customers.

Yunluo stayed behind to look at the beauties' things, and waited for the three beauties to come back before Yunluo went to seasonings. Yunluo liked seafood sauce, peppers, coriander, shallots, sesame oil, etc., and mixed a small bowl full of it.

Just when Yun Luo was about to walk back, he saw a handsome guy pushing the door open and coming in excitedly. When he walked to the front desk, he took out the lively West Lake carp from his backpack and said, "One thousand yuan, I'll lend it to your kitchen for use. I'll deal with this carp and give me a small hot pot."

The girl at the front desk where the store is opened by the West Lake is the boss's niece. She recognizes it as the carp from West Lake. She guessed that 80% of the handsome guys got it from West Lake by an abnormal way. Without saying much, she ordered a waiter to take Qin Ren to the kitchen. The normal way of West Lake fish is to be sold, but only near the Baidi at 6 o'clock in the morning, there will be two small official fishing boats, which are not available every day.

Qin Ren unconsciously looked at the self-service hotpot restaurant and saw Yun Luo. He looked familiar and smiled very sunny. Suddenly, many girls screaming so handsomely. What made Yun Luo feel embarrassed was that he heard his sister-in-law's cheers. Qin Ren's mind was full of the West Lake carp, and he quickly got into the kitchen.

Within a few minutes, Qin Ren brought out an oval plate with slices of marinated West Lake carp. The flesh and blood were separated, and the fish was cut in half. A plate of sauce was also placed. Qin Ren looked for the empty seat.

Yun Luo was eating lettuce with chicken slices. I don’t know what I thought, but I thought Qin Ren was particularly pleasing to him, so he greeted him: “Hey, Qin Ren, if you don’t dislike him, come and squeeze with us. It’s better to have fun alone than to have fun.”

Qin Ren looked over in surprise, probably wondering how Yun Luo knew his name. Sunshine smiled and walked over with fish meat. An Qingju was very excited to let the seat out and sat next to An Chuyu, letting Qin Ren and Yun Luo sit together.

An Qingju moved his little hot pot away, and soon Qin Ren's little hot pot was delivered. Yun Luo didn't say nonsense: "My eyes are sharp. When I walked over from West Lake, I saw that you were great to take photos and fishing very well."

It’s comfortable to talk to smart people, and without Yunluo’s words, Qin Ren knew that Yunluo saw the name embroidered on the backpacking clothes. This was not to show off, but it was very important when outdoors.

"Come on, we are destined to be together. We just got ashore with the freshest West Lake carp. We can only taste when we eat it together." Qin Ren was very generous. After saying a few words, the atmosphere improved. Looking at the cold and beautiful Yan Chenyu, his eyes were clear and clear, especially Qin Ren was too handsome, absolutely a male god-level.

Yun Luo understood that Qin Ren was just a dead lolita!
Chapter completed!