Crazy, Mindfulness (1)

When the cold wind blew, Xu Bai felt a chill at the back of his head. He didn't have to turn around to guess that the tomb behind him had changed.

"La…Lala... Lala..."

As the cold wind blew, a pleasant sound rang out in the dark space.

This voice had an undulating tone, as if it was using an extremely beautiful singing voice, echoing continuously in the darkness.

It was not pleasing to the ears. Instead, due to the darkness and the cold wind, it was terrifying.

The voice only sounded for a moment before it disappeared. At the same time, Xu Bai felt a strange sound behind him.

He turned his head back. The golden and grayish-white colors were constantly interweaving.

There were no more bones in the grave behind him. There was only a woman in a Daoist robe.

There were all kinds of exquisite hair accessories on the woman's head, making her look especially attractive.

Coupled with the woman's beautiful face, he felt his heart flutter in the dark night.