She''s so casual that she can consume too much energy. How can she waste so much spiritual power!


    After thinking about it, the man couldn''t help shaking his head. His words were full of irresistible overbearing: "Xiang Xing, I don''t allow you to see it again!"


    Even if you want to keep looking down, you have to wait until she goes back and drinks the medicine.


    "Ah?"


    Hearing the speech, Xiang Xing frowned sadly.


    But now she is more curious.


    Thinking about it, the little guy suddenly deflated his small mouth silently and muttered softly, "if I don''t understand now, I won''t be able to sleep tonight..."


    "I have a way to make you sleep."


    Seeing that she was still struggling with sophistry, Wu Chen couldn''t help but gather her eyes, couldn''t help saying, and directly hugged the petite body in her arms.


    He turned and walked out of the side yard and informed Jiang Yang and Mina who were still elsewhere, "take the team back!"


    "... so fast?"


    Jiang Yang''s voice first came from the psionic Bluetooth communicator in each hand.


    And with a trace of narrow laughter, he deliberately joked, "I said boss, you seem a little fast..."


    "Do you want to be reborn?"


    An impolite cold stifling sound sounded from the communicator, as if he could really do what he said.


    Jiang Yang was startled and couldn''t help but say, "I''m wrong, I''m wrong!"


    ……


    Fortunately, with Wu Chen''s insistence, Xiang Xing couldn''t continue to watch it for the second time.


    Because on the way back, she fainted again because of excessive energy consumption


    But this time, she didn''t sleep to death.


    But had a strange dream.


    In that dream, she seemed to come to the most prosperous and colorful concession in Qinghe city at the beginning of the last century.


    Here is full of lights, drinks and music. On a whole neon street, there are all kinds of entertainment places for upper class people, singing halls and dance halls everywhere.


    Among them, the most prominent is the baihuimen where Luo Qingya, the first female singer in Qinghe City, is located.


    At this time, Luo Qingya should not have retired. Her picture is still hanging on the largest neon sign at Baihui gate.


    Her nickname is "swaying Golden Rose".


    Looking at these words, Xiang Xing suddenly gave a meal.


    I can''t help thinking of the rose pattern dotted with gold thread on the black paint of the puppet.


    Thinking, the little guy suddenly felt that his steps were out of control.


    I couldn''t help following the surging crowd and walked directly into the Baihui gate.


    There was a riot of lights and wine.


    The noise of decadence surrounded my ears, surrounded by all kinds of men and women, closely dependent and swaying with the music.


    ballroom? bar? nightclub?


    Xiang Xing shook his little head, which was dazed by the atmosphere, and couldn''t help staring at it.


    These men and women wore suits and cheongsam of that era, spoke softly and behaved gracefully and calmly.


    But there is endless ambiguity.


    As for the one standing on the stage, swaying with the music and singing decadent music.


    It is Luo Qingya.


    As for the group of dignitaries and dignitaries with intoxicated faces and cheering and clapping, they are the guests who come to admire her.


    Thinking, Xiang Xing couldn''t help walking forward and observing the faces carefully.


    I didn''t see Zhu Yuan''s face.


    However, there was a figure that made her feel very familiar.


    It was a little boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a brown beret and holding a drawing board, drawing something in the dim light.