In the next second, the closed white lace parasol struck the iron door of the Red Devil Pavilion that had been attached to the iron door of the Seven Magic Magic, and the umbrella bones of the parasol were even bent into a small arc in the air due to the huge force, and the surrounding air emitted a deafening sonic boom under this blow, and even the sound of glass shattering faintly came from the void, and the pitch-black gap clinged to the trajectory of the parasol waving like a spider web.

The two iron doors were deformed and distorted by the spread of the air waves before they touched the parasol itself, and the light of the triggered magic circle was as bright as the blazing sun for a moment, but it collapsed the moment the real parasol touched the door. The door emitted a blasting sound that could be heard throughout the Red Devil Pavilion, and a large amount of metal disappeared, evaporating into a dense mist. The metal at the edge of the radioactive tear, which was about three meters in diameter, was burned red, the result of the owner of the parasol catching a fly.

Yakumo Purple, who was sitting at an empty table that no one approached, took a sip of red wine indifferently in the panicked crowd, and the faint light in her purple eyes flashed.

"You're still too anxious......"

The heavy fog was about to dissipate, and the plump and beautiful female figure stepped through the surrounding fog and held up the parasol again.

Her smile did not change from when she came, still gentle and soft, as if the miserable situation of the gate of this mansion had nothing to do with her, and she was just a late guest.

The woman paced leisurely towards the venue of the banquet, as if she were patrolling her own garden.

Oh, the garden, that's right. The woman thought nonchalantly. I don't know if those little ones are well-behaved at home, and whether the flower fertilizer is enough. You know, it's been a long, long, long time since an eyeless little monster has broken into their garden, and children may not have tasted flesh and blood for a long time......

The woman casually glanced at the luxurious castle, her eyes as red as blood as lazy and seductive, like a lazy big cat basking in the afternoon sun.

It's hard to go out, so when you go back, take a few good-looking monsters as flower fertilizer.

As for the unpleasant ones, they don't even have the qualifications to become flower fertilizers.

If you can use the guy brought by Yakumo Purple as flower fertilizer, I don't know what kind of bewitching flowers will grow?

As if thinking of something good, the woman laughed happily, and she was indescribably beautiful.

But I can't bear it, how can such a precious flower be plucked before it blooms?

The woman stuck out her tongue and gently licked her somewhat dry lips, her blood-colored eyes full of anticipation, excitement, and a hideous smile.

Let others help you grow flowers, and don't be angry because the fruit was picked by others......

Yakumo Purple.

He's mine.

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The boy suddenly felt a palpitation, the instinctive reaction of creatures at the bottom of the food chain when faced with predators who were many times stronger than themselves.

Not only him, but all the youkai present looked at the entrance of the venue with panic and longing.

Panic because of death, hope because of strength.

The gentle smile of the comer, covered by the shadow cast by the parasol, was as kind as a breeze, but there was a large and hideous malice that enveloped everything present. Wang Hao, who had his back to the entrance of the venue, subconsciously hugged Flandall in his arms, and the darkness in his eyes trembled, as if he could break through the shackles of his pupils at any time and spread to the entire eyeball.

Flandorow felt Wang Hao's trembling, and the little girl curled up in the boy's arms couldn't help but tremble with the boy, and she buried her head deep in Wang Hao's arms, her shoulders shrugged.

"Fran, Wang Twilight, you ......"

Struggling to resist the malicious erosion, Remilia overheard the boy's face, and although she was angry and powerless at the arrival of this uninvited guest, she clearly had something more to worry about now.

"What's wrong with us, sister (Lord Pavilion)?"

The two youkai who were so excited and ecstatic that their whole bodies trembled slowly tilted their heads, their movements as jerky and stiff as puppets. The sinister smile on the boy's face almost tore the corners of his mouth, his darkest eyes widened uncontrollably, and his flat teeth became sharp and sharp, like countless razors.

Although the two monsters are now more and more peaceful and rational under the influence of each other, the deep-seated madness engraved in their souls is not something that will disappear so easily.

And now, under such a huge malicious stimulus from the outside world, the mad vampire who had been imprisoned for four hundred and ninety-five years and her equally crazy faithful servant opened two pairs of crumbling eyes again.

The big monster who hasn't stepped out of the sun flower field for hundreds of years is satisfied to see that no monster says anything stupid or does anything stupid. They were all as motionless as stone sculptures, their eyes full of fascination and trepidation.

Quite satisfied, with a score of 6.

But I hate that people are staring at me all the time.

The big youkai opened his blood-colored eyes, which had been smiling until they narrowed, and with a serpent-like gaze, he scanned all the youkai that looked at her, and those youkai flew backwards as if they had been hit head-on by something heavy, exploding into countless pieces of flesh and bones as they flew.

One second it was a beautiful venue with cherry blossoms falling, and the next moment it turned into a grand scene of Shura full of corpses and bones, and the difference between the two turned out to be just whether there were dozens of youkai sitting there for you to kill.

However, cherry blossom trees have always fed on corpses, so I think these cherry blossoms will definitely become more colorful in the future after this feast, right?

Although the posture of the big monster is leisurely, if you draw her route, you will find that it is a straight line, leading to the young man who is suppressing his violent desires at the moment.

Even if it is a madman Wang Hao, he knows what kind of enemy he doesn't even want to show his hostile thoughts.

The Lord of the Four Seasons Flowers and the Great Youkai of the Realm passed by, and Yakumo Purple raised her glass at this moment, as if she was celebrating for what and for whom.

"According to the bet, I can leave the sunflower field. ”

"Yes. ”

Yakumo Purple drank a sip of blood-like wine.

"You could have done it a long time ago. ”

Closer, closer to me.

A little farther away, a little farther away from me.

The boy bit his arm to make sure he wouldn't lose his mind and rushed up to fight the big monster, his fangs digging deep into his arm, and the pain that came made Wang Hao barely keep his senses. His smile distorted and his tremors widened, like a person with epilepsy.

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These days have been unfavorable, and everything has not been going well. The results dropped slightly.,There's something wrong with the computer.,Chain War is always an abnormal network connection.,The Shadow Blade open beta was suspended.,I had a big fight with my family.,I really wasn't in the mood to update it a few days ago.,I hope you'll forgive me.。

If you don't see forgiveness, let's just do that.