C921 Nighttime Nightmare

Ou Yujie didn't think much of it. He leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes, lazily saying, "Sing!"

"Listen carefully." Hua Yuqing cleared her throat and started singing.

It was a beaded curtain made of Huo Zun's pearl. The melody was beautiful and sorrowful. Along with her slightly hoarse voice, it was actually very pleasant to listen to.

In the midst of her pleasant light singing