Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fragrance of Laurel
The strong wind kept pouring into Li Song's ears, and the wide bridge had turned into a small matchstick, and the endless flow of traffic speeding on the bridge deck turned into a thin band of light, merging into the colorful bustling city.
Li Song looked up and saw a pale yellow short skirt fluttering in the wind on his head, and a pair of snow-white and slippery thighs pierced his eyes, occupying all his sight.
"Pink, so I said, the one who invented the safety pants must be shot a hundred times, a hundred times, such a beautiful day, and he actually brazenly ran out to show off his senses."
Li Song sighed in his heart, his face showed a disappointment that he couldn't hide, and he was about to ask out loud who was holding his back collar and carrying him into the air, when he heard a stabbing sound, and his already tattered clothes couldn't bear his weight, and they tore apart from it, leaving only half of the collar in the snow-white little hand, fluttering in the wind, looking extremely helpless.
Li Song rushed towards the ground like a meteorite, the whistling wind sounded in his ears, and he fell towards the roof of a high-rise building with his hands dancing.
"Damn, I won't fall to my death here just because of my clothes, right? I knew that this was the result, so I ran back to the bedroom to change my clothes, even if I was ridiculed by Chu Liangcheng and them, it was better than falling to my death on the roof inexplicably! ”
Li Song looked at the various antennas densely arranged on the rooftop in despair, gritted his teeth violently, agitated the power of the blood, looked at the rooftop like a forest of guns with solemn eyes, and was ready to fight to the death.
"Little handsome guy, don't be so nervous, the handsome little face is tight like this, it's not fun at all."
The faint voice came from the back of Li Song's neck, and the sweet and gentle breath gently blew on Li Song's skin, arousing a tingling and soft feeling.
The tranquil fragrance of osmanthus permeated Li Song's side, not affected by the fierce wind at all, and slowly entered his heart.
"Who are you? What the hell are you trying to do by grabbing me in the air? ”
Li Song didn't look back, he was now less than fifty meters away from the rooftop with many antennas, and he wasn't much sure whether his own bloodline power would allow him to survive the powerful inertial impact.
"Little handsome guy, don't be so nervous, since I brought you here, it is naturally impossible to watch you fall to your death on the roof of the building."
A silky and soft little hand suddenly put on Li Song's shoulder, and a powerful force as heavy as Mount Tai suddenly pressed down, and the speed of Li Song's fall suddenly accelerated several times, and in less than a second, he crashed into the cluster of antennas like a forest of guns.
"It's over, my life is over!"
Li Song looked at the stout antenna that flashed with a sharp luster, quickly passing through his body, his heart was cold, his heart beat violently, and endless power gathered in his body, with the bright white light gushing out, it suddenly turned into a deep darkness.
"Huh? Little handsome guy, your strength is really strange, it's obviously just a very primitive origin power, why does it give me a feeling of an ancient beast? It's been a long time since I've eaten such a special power, and thank you for your hospitality today! ”
Just as Li Song wanted to break the thick antenna that passed through his body with the power of his blood, in the small hand on his shoulder, a sharp energy suddenly came out, like a thick steel needle piercing Li Song's body, quickly absorbing Li Song's origin power, not even a drop left for him.
Li Song's heart was shocked, since he had awakened the power of the bloodline, it was the first time he had encountered an opponent who could instantly drain his origin power. Before meeting this mysterious woman, Li Song never knew that the original source power could also be absorbed by people, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he rose into a strong sense of crisis. Li Song's eyes froze and his heart beat violently, driving the origin latent in his blood, re-exuding a steady stream of power.
"Little handsome guy, I'm getting more and more interested in you, I didn't expect that after your origin power was sucked dry, you would be able to recover so quickly. Why don't you just come to my company and be my personal assistant? How about a monthly salary of 100,000? That miser of cripple Li can't give you so much money anyway, right? ”
With a hint of surprise in his quiet voice, he said in Li Song's ear with interest, and with a sudden force of his hand, Li Song's body was penetrated into the dense antennas, and was pierced by the countless antennas that were clustered, as if thrown into an illusion, and submerged into the thick cement platform.
"Little handsome guy, I heard Siqian say, are you the one that Li Cripple found to subdue us? Do you know what this title means? Or did Li Cripple not tell you anything, but simply wanted you to send you to death, and by the way, he added a blockage to our hearts? ”
The elegant Chinese-style wing room is filled with a faint scent of laurel. A woman wearing a light yellow short skirt and long black hair in a luxurious bun on her head smiled lightly and took out a teapot, put it on the coffee table, poured a cup of tea for Li Song, who was sitting on the sour branch bench, and said softly.
Li Song rested for a while, then accumulated a trace of strength to sit up, weakly picked up the teacup placed in front of him, sent the tea into his mouth with his fingers trembling, looked coldly at the smiling mature woman in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "I don't know what the controller you are talking about, Li Cripple also said that he doesn't want me to be in charge of you, so you don't have to worry about it at all." ”
"Yo, the handsome little guy is angry."
The stunning mature woman smiled, her big eyes seemed to be able to speak, flashing with moving waves, and when she saw Li Songqiang drinking the tea she had poured in one sip, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "I'm sorry, little handsome guy, your origin power is quite special, I couldn't help it for a while, so I absorbed some more, please forgive me." ”
Li Song pursed his lips, where did the stunning mature woman in front of him absorb a little more, and almost forcibly sucked all of Li Song's origin power dry, if it weren't for Li Song's bloodline origin being extremely deep, even the stunning beauty in front of him couldn't be lightly moved, and she was almost sucked to death by this mature woman.
The warm tea seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power, and as the tea went down, Li Song could clearly feel that his strength was slowly and steadily recovering.
Sitting up straight, Li Song stretched out his hand and touched his body for a while, but he couldn't find the wound that was crossed by the thick antenna at all, as if the qiē just now was just a dream, only stored in his own imagination.
"Little handsome guy, don't look for it, I brought you into this room just now after I made you virtual. Otherwise, even if your bloodline power is quite strong, the impact of a 3,000-meter fall is impossible for your body that has not yet fully awakened to withstand it. ”
The stunning mature woman smiled faintly, elegantly picked up the teapot, helped Li Song refill the tea, looked at him with her hands on her cheeks, and her eyes were full of tenderness: "My name is Shui Rouqian, you can call me Aunt Rou, little handsome guy, what's your name?" The ghost conspiracy planned by that miser of the cripple Li, did you really not participate in it? ”