The interior decoration of the entire Grand Ballroom can basically be summed up as "magnificent", with gold and jade as the hall, silver and silver on the table, and glowing magic crystals hanging from the ceiling, and the brilliance of gold and silver reflects each other, shining like stars. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A long table was placed in the center of the hall, with guests on either side, the host, Remilia Scarlet, in the lead, with her own portrait hanging on the wall behind her, and Marisa Kiri Rain on the tail table opposite, who was busy drinking and bragging.

The tablecloth with red background and gold rimmed cover the tabletop, and the things placed on it are even if the gods pass by to take a second look: on the gold-inlaid white porcelain plate are the dishes carefully cooked by the old foodies who have lived for 1,200 years, the carved glass wine glass is full of blood-red wine, and the cream cake in the center is stacked on top of each other, which is nearly a person high, and the greedy cats led by Flandrew have been coveting it for a long time.

This Red Devil Pavilion, 500 years ago, was the private residence of Vlad III, Grand Duke of Wallachia, and when banqueting princes and grandsons from all walks of life, eating, drinking and having fun were basically in the banquet hall on this floor. Today's guests, although not as famous as the ancient aristocracy, are not the cabbage that is everywhere. In fact, some of them are straight out of myths.

"There's a feature of beef, it's very pleasing to me, do you know what it is?"

Bayi Yonglin said to Reizen, who was sitting next to her, while cutting the tender steak on the plate.

"What is it?" asked Reizen, blinking.

"They feel good to the touch. ”

As he spoke, Yonglin picked up a small piece of juicy beef, chewed it a few times, swallowed it into his stomach, and said:

"It reminds me of those days when there was plenty of 'experimental material', and life in Gensokyo was comfortable and comfortable, but it was still too idle after all...... It gives me a ......"

"The urge to do something, hehe......" she said, chuckling a few times, "'Moon Sage', it seems that you shouldn't have this kind of desire, right?"

The emperor didn't know where he had slipped away again, and Lingxian was left alone to listen to her great master, nodding her head as she listened. It's not that she doesn't want to answer, but she really can't answer this topic.

The other group of people sitting next to her had a very different atmosphere of chatting.

"Hahahaha, I didn't think you would have today, Wen!"

Shot Maruwen, who was wrapped in bandages and turned into a living mummy, has been paralyzed in a wheelchair, neither eating nor drinking, unable to say a word, only watching others eat and drink, and being depressed there alone. Ji Hai Tangguo stuck to her side, holding a wine in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, turned on a beauty camera to take a selfie, and then added a teasing sentence such as "cordially meet with the disabled" to the photo, and then sent it to Tengu's chat group for the paparazzi to observe and learn.

It was evident from Moon's exposed eyes that her anger was on the verge of breaking the bandage. She really wanted to jump up and press the fruit to the ground and beat her violently, but unfortunately she couldn't. At most, she could only let out a few "whine" cries to express her displeasure. However, it was so noisy that no one could hear her.

"Kappa Industrial Medical Devices Department recently launched a new electric wheelchair that can go up and down stairs, can drift around corners at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, and can catapult and take off in an emergency, I think you will be able to use it in the future, if you order it now......"

On the other hand, Hecheng Hetori, who was trying to sell her wheelchair in Wen's ear, although there was no malice, it also made her extremely unhappy.

"You two, stop bullying Sister Wen!"

It seems that Inugotsu is the only person here who still has a conscience......

"Leave me alone, Hiccup!"

If she hadn't been drinking.

If you want to say that you haven't drunk, there are really a handful of people in this banquet hall who are not drunks, that is, children from among people, as well as the teacher who led the team, Huiyin Kamihiro Shirasawa, and Fujiwara Meihong, who has been banned from drinking for a long time, she is simply wronged.

In fact, a few minutes ago, the inattentive Red Misuzu came running over with a hippie smile and a smile on her face...... Now she is lying on the ground.

She used her young life to teach everyone present a lesson: Huiyin's head is really hard.

"Again...... Have a ......"

Well, maybe she didn't pay the price with her life, but Huiyin's iron head skills are still obvious to all.

Probably the only benefit of the ban is that it will keep you elegant throughout the banquet. The drunks in the audience simply set off this group of people as Confucius and his five disciples.

At the same time, several young girls sitting at the end of the long table were in stark contrast to them.

"Here, come and try this, French wine!"

Marisa blushed and shouted rudely, pouring red wine into Pache glass.

"Let's have some more white wine, and the red and white ones will taste good together!"

With that, she poured another half glass of white wine into the glass.

"Okay, I'll drink!"

Pache Li, who was already drunk and dazed, didn't even turn her mind, so she directly picked up this glass of high-concentration mixed wine, raised her neck and drank it all, and then "banged" on the table, unconscious.

"Hahaha, this Pache is inferior! It's only a few cups and it's not good......"

Marisa clapped her hands and laughed, but Reimu next to her came over and said maliciously:

"So, you're brave, aren't you?"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave!"

"That's ......"

Reimu smiled evilly and pulled out a vodka from the small drink cart behind her, swung it in front of Marisa, and said:

"Blow this out!"

"What kind of wine is this, I'll take a look at ...... first"

Marisa grabbed the bottle, looked at the label, and read the text in staccato terms:

"The water of life...... 96......What does this symbol mean? Hey, Alice!"

She turned to Alice and asked:

"You read a lot, tell me what kind of wine this 'water of life' is!"

"The water of life is ......"

However, as soon as Alice opened her mouth, she was covered by Reimu.

"I understand this, I'll tell you!" Reimu hurriedly said, "The so-called 'water of life' means 'water of longevity', and you can live longer after drinking it." ”

"That's amazing!"

Marisa glanced at the label on the bottle again, and said proudly:

"Okay, I'll put on a show!"

"Blow the bottle, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?"

At such a call, Marisa was so bold that she put the cap together, lifted the bottle and blew it up and tons. As a result, I didn't even drink a third of it, and the whole person collapsed. As soon as the bottle was poured on the table, the ninety-six degree spirits were spilled everywhere, and the smell of alcohol filled the hall at once.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!"

Reimu smiled and slapped the unconscious Marisa on the back. Alice, who had witnessed everything, frowned, took a sip of red wine from her glass, then shook her head and whispered:

"A bunch of idiots......"

"Wine is for tasting, not for cows, you unsentimental coarse people. ”

"Is it—is that?"

Alice turned her head and glanced at the dumb little monster standing behind her with her arms raised, and said:

"That's it!"

"Yuyuko-sama, please don't stuff the whole roast chicken into your mouth!"

On Alice's next seat, Youmu patted Yuyuko's back to prevent her from choking to death, and persuaded her:

"Please pay attention to your personal image!"

Obviously, Yuyuko can't choke to death, and there is no personal image to pay attention to. She chewed a few times, swallowed the food thicker than her neck like a giant python, burped a big belch that could squirt out rice residues, and then turned her face and said in a soft voice like Lin Daiyu:

"Yes, if it's not decent, how can it be done?"

"I suggest you wipe the oil off your face before you speak. The person who said this was Nalan Twilight, who was holding a goblet and standing behind Yuyuko.

"Eh, isn't this Nalan Twilight!" Yuyuko raised her head, her head facing Nalan Twilight's chin, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll toast you with a glass of wine, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

Saying this, Yuyuko snatched the wine glass from Nalan Yu's hand and took a sip.

"Ah, yes, quench your thirst!"

After drinking, she lifted her sleeves, wiped the oil from her mouth, and returned the empty wine glass to Nalan Twilight - obviously, there was a huge disagreement between her and Nalan Twilight on the interpretation of the word "toast".

"Uh...... I mean......"

Nalan Yu took the empty wine glass, glanced inside, smiled helplessly, and said:

"Forget it, it doesn't matter...... Ah, by the way, this Soul Demon Dream Lady. ”

He turned his head and said to Youmeng with a smile:

"Excuse me, can you do a dance with me?"

"Huh?"

This question came without warning, and Youmeng was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was asking. As for why he asked...... God knows!

There were so many people in the audience, except for Bayi Yonglin, it was the most difficult to guess the thoughts of these three vampires.

"It's not that you can't ......," Youmu hesitated, "but, dancing...... I'm not very good at it. ”

"Hehe, I think you misunderstood me. Nalan Hao said with a smile, "The ancients set up banquets, literati danced sleeves, and martial artists danced swords, thinking that they were happy." However, you and I don't seem to be literati, do we?"

Youmeng has learned a little poetry and books, but it is far from the level of claiming to be a literati, and she will never have that meaning. She is the one who lives on the tip of a knife, and she has been, and always will be.

"I see. ”

Youmeng nodded and stood up, looking serious, as if in battle.

"Excuse me, are you going to fight here, or are you going to go out?"

Her master, Yuyuko of Seighiroji Temple, was still clutching the meat wildly, not feeling the sudden drop in temperature around her...... Of course, she's an undead and doesn't have a body temperature at all.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

Nalan clapped his hands and shouted, drawing the attention of everyone in the audience to him. Suddenly, the noisy banquet hall became silent, except for the snoring of a few drunks who had fallen early, and everyone else was waiting for his next words.

"Next, as a spare show tonight, I will have a one-on-one sword fight show with this swordsman lady, Soul Demon Dream, and the venue is set in the garden outside this window, do you have any ideas?"

"Good!"

The first person to stand up and applaud was Yuyuko of Xixing Temple.

"Come on Youmeng, I support you!" she cried out while gnawing on the pig's trotters in her hand, "Knock over Nalan Twilight, dig him into our house to be a chef, and my happy life depends on you!"

After she raised her head like this, the people in the hall put down their knives and forks, stood up, and coaxed. Some shouted "fight", some shouted "together", and some people even shouted "Yonglin, Yonglin, save me Yonglin!" All in all, the atmosphere was quite warm.

At this point, even if the demon dream wants to refuse, it can't be done! If it were a cheeky monster like Nalan Yu, maybe she would be able to release the pigeons in battle, but she, obviously, she had no way out.

"The atmosphere is stirring up," Nalan Yu turned to face Youmeng, "Let's almost start, right?"

Youmu just stared blankly into his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a falcon.

"Under the soul demon dream, the white jade building court master, the soul two swords are passed down to people......"

She pulled out the long knife from the scabbard behind her back, Lou Guan sword, and swung it forward, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Nalan Yu.

"Please advise!"

Youmu roared.

"I will. ”

Nalan laughed.