Zi Qianmo hugged Mo Yan, as just now, and helped him stroke his hair, and his movements were very gentle: "Do you want to listen to that song?" ”

She learned a total of seven tunes from Elder Phoenix.

Each song has its own uniqueness.

"Everything." Regarding this, Mo Dayan said that he really doesn't choose, and he can let his beloved woman hold him and bury his chest, and listen to songs, which is simply a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes.

As for what song she sings, whether she sings it well or not, it doesn't matter.

All he wanted was her gentle companionship.

Ziqian Mo's lips opened slightly.

A series of melodies, like a beautiful birdsong, flew out.

For a while, like spring in March, the yellow oriole comes out of the valley; For a while, it is like an April warbler flying, crisp and lingering; After a while, it was like a goose returning to the south, thinking leisurely.

There are no lyrics.

There is only a humming melody, but it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Mo Yan was stunned.

At first, he thought that it was just a simple song, who would have thought that his little Momo would once again impress him - where is this a song? It is clearly a moving picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix!

Yes.

Hundreds of birds and phoenixes!

Because every melody that resembles a birdsong, carries a blessing that borders on eulogy and praise!

Even if they are birds, they will only do so when facing their phoenix, the king of birds.

Sure enough—

Mo Yan's speculation was not wrong.

The song that Zi Qianmo hummed continued, almost every small section was very beautiful, like different bird songs, a total of 100 small sections, that is, 100 birds.

There is a unique power in the song.

Mo Yan felt that his entire soul had been purified, and the darkness in his heart seemed to be dispelled by the power of blessings. It's a magical feeling that's hard to describe in words!

First experience in my life!

Already addicted!

It was given to him by Xiao Momo.

Mo Yan couldn't help but close her eyes, and she really buried her chest in her arms without any distractions, without a trace of distractions, and listened to this song very seriously.

It's beautiful.

Very...... Move.

He is not a sentimental person, and even in the past eighteen years, he has never had such a mood that should be called "moved".

But at this moment, this emotion sprouted.

It was a gentleness, almost a light. The darkness is banished, and the beloved, is giving him the highest degree of blessing. In the song, it contains her feelings and her wish for him to be good.

Not moved by the singing?

It's because of her that I'm moved!

Qu can convey feelings.

Some thoughts, some attachments, and some love can't be hidden.

If Mo Yan had doubted before, whether Xiao Momo was really in love with him and whether he really liked him, then at this moment, Mo Yan no longer had any doubts - she was affectionate to him!

He even had a feeling.

The deeper the feelings, the greater the power of blessing in the song. The stronger the role.

Demons, what a magical race.

I don't know which powerful demon created such a magical blessing song.

Zi Qianmo was humming very seriously, she didn't make a single note, and at the same time, she also said from the bottom of her heart, hoping that her family Mo Dayan would get out of the haze as soon as possible, what life experience, what scumbag, what darkness, all put aside as soon as possible. Since then, the spring flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and a splendid is splendid.

The song reaches the final high/climax, a passionate and clear tone.

The phoenix descends.