As Nalan sat down at the wine table, he unconsciously glanced at the people around him.

In general, it is the group of people who are never absent from every banquet, and the old faces are basically there, and the new faces are not absent. However, he didn't see the figure of the group of people in the Eternal Pavilion, maybe they had more important things to do tonight? In addition, the shopkeeper of Xianglin Hall, and the little white guy in the people, were called Bai Ling, and these two people were not there.

Lin Zhizhu didn't mention it first, if Bai Ling was here, he would still be able to help Nalan Yu share some of the pressure. After all, he is a beautiful boy who is loved by everyone, and the wind is definitely good, just look at Ligelu.

However, neither of them was there, and as the only male creature in this banquet (only the physical level, the psychological level is counted), Nalan Twilight took on a lot of pressures that he should not have to bear, such as now.

Kazami Yuka sat cross-legged against him in the posture of a gangster big brother, while he was as reserved as a country girl. Yuxiang put one arm on his shoulder, and the other hand held the wine glass, took a sip of it himself, and then brought the cup to his mouth, and only said one word:

"Drink!"

"Okay, I'll drink!"

Nalan Yu took a sip of the glass, drank it all, and then clicked his lips, watching Youxiang put down the wine glass with a smile on his face, and felt that something was wrong.

No, it's not "where" something is wrong.

It's that something is very wrong from start to finish.

It was as if he were sitting in a row with a tigress, and the tiger fed him mouthful of meat mouthful, and then asked him:

"You see that I personally fed you, are you moved?"

Of course I didn't dare to move.

"Then do you think the bite I fed you is delicious?"

It smells so good!

"Which is more beautiful than the north of my hometown?"

Jun is very beautiful, and Yakumo's sincerity is not as good.

"It's a little boring," Yuka said suddenly, "don't you think?"

"Well, yes, it makes sense. ”

Nalan nodded pretendedly.

"Have some fun, Nalan Twilight. Yuka continued, "For example, ......"

"For example?"

Yuka didn't continue, she just, faintly, smiled. The discovery of a new prey, or a plaything, with a general expression that sent chills down Nalan's spine.

Her arm on Nalan's shoulder used some strength to hook him in front of her in an instant. Nalan Twilight was hooked by her like this, and lost her balance, if he hadn't supported her big legs with his hands in time, he would have fallen directly on top of her—and that, maybe that was what she intended.

Nalan Twilight raised her head, just in time for her pair of red pupils looking down. The look in her eyes told him that the big youkai Kazami Yuka was having a good time now.

It's close, it's very close, the distance between the two is so close that they are face to face, chest to chest, sharing the rhythm of breathing and heartbeat, like a man and a woman holding hands and dancing ballroom dances. Nalan Twilight could smell the faint scent, and the thick smell of alcohol was mixed with a hint of danger.

He tried to leave her, but the moment he expressed this thought in action, Yuka simply and rudely took him into his arms. The posture of the two immediately became like the ancient emperor and the favorite concubine who depended on each other at the banquet, to be honest, this is quite embarrassing.

If it were someone else, it might be a peachy memory with a blushing heartbeat. But it was a good thing, and Nalan Twilight only felt very uneasy now—and he knew that his feelings never deceived him.

"Look closely, your face ......"

Yuka said, and came closer. The tip of her nose was almost the same as that of Nalan Twilight, a distance that usually only existed before the lovers kissed.

"Isn't it pretty enough?"

Thank you...... Is this time to say thank you?

Then, Yuka stretched out her right hand and gently cupped Nalan Twilight's cheek. The feeling of the cold five fingers cutting through the skin was like five razors shaving shallowly with enough force to cut the scar. It's dangerous, heart-pounding, and wonderfully addictive.

In other words, getting along with Yuka is like dancing on the tip of a knife.

"I have an idea......

Hearing this, the apprehension in Nalan Hao's heart increased again.

"Such a beautiful face can't be wasted, so ......" Yuka ordered with a smile and an irrefutable tone:

"Nalan Twilight, you women's clothes!"

"Can I refuse?"

This was Nalan Twilight's last rebellion.

"The Art of War. ”

However, the revolt was ineffective.

Yuxiang let go of his arm and let go of Nalan Twilight, making him finally take a few breaths. Then, Nalan Yu saw that she took out an unopened set of maid outfits from the satchel she had brought with her, with a rather fancy style, as if she had crossed out of a cartoon.

"Do you like this outfit?" Yuka smiled as she tore open the plastic packaging of the maid's outfit, "This is what I brought to me from the outside world last week, so that I can see your women's clothes dancing at this banquet." I'm looking forward to your dancing!"

No, to die.

Now, Nalan is facing a rather grim dilemma.

The first way is to directly refuse Yuxiang's request. Then Yuka will tell the story of how Nalan Twilight fought her and was defeated, and could only endure the humiliation and recognise her as a good sister's "Art of War", which eventually led to his social death.

The second way is to accept Yuxiang's request, and the women's clothes dance on stage, pushing the atmosphere of the whole banquet to the highest tide. He is still a little confident in his "appearance", at least he will not become a laughing stock, and maybe he can compare some older women, especially the two who dance and dance with bare asses. However, in this way, I am afraid that he will be forcibly positioned as the only designated public maid in Gensokyo, and he will never be able to return to the "majestic" life of the past.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and everywhere you go, you will die, and at the moment, Nalan Yu can only look forward to a miracle. Only a miracle could see him saved from this mortal situation.

"Please, all the gods, although I have never believed in you, but you have to pull me now, for the sake of me suddenly becoming so pious......" Nalan Yu prayed in his heart, "You have to make some changes, anything, just interrupt this banquet for me, please!"

So, the sky has eyes, and all wishes come true.

"Change" has struck.

In an instant, the entire noisy banquet hall became silent and silent, like a graveyard.

Everyone's movements stopped at this moment. The fools who were playing cards, Marisa and Reimu who were singing badly out of tune and didn't know it, Pache who had just come out of the bathroom, and Aiko Yakumo and Yuyuko, who were dancing naked, all of the people present stopped their original movements and raised their heads together and looked at the sky.

The sky of the underworld, at that moment, was dyed red like blood. And this, as everyone with long eyes can see, is by no means a good sign.

The so-called sky, from a scientific point of view, is the outermost layer of the planet, the layer of atmosphere that is bound by gravity. Under normal circumstances, the sky is blue due to the scattering of light, and orange-red and crimson canopies may appear during special times and under climatic conditions.

However, this is the underworld.

The underworld is not in the physical universe, nor is it a planet, so there is no atmosphere, and of course, there is no real sky. The heavens of the underworld are nothing more than a boundary of space that can change its form according to the mood of its owner.

Therefore, the "sky" of the underworld turns blood red, which means only two things.

First, it was requested by the managers of the underworld. Considering the previous state of the undead princess Yuyuko in the Xixing Temple, this article can be directly ruled out.

Well, there is only the second possibility left......

"The ...... of the World"

Youyuko, who was still crazy about drinking and madness, was now with a pale and extremely serious face that had faded from blood, staring at the sky with clear eyes, thinking thoughtfully, and muttering in a low voice. If she had any clothes to wear, she would have regained the majesty of the underworld, the majesty she had that she had rightfully possessed but had discarded with her own hands.

"I'm afraid that something serious has happened, so serious that it even affects the underworld. "The scale is immeasurable...... Nothing like this has ever been experienced in the millennium since I died, at least. ”

"If you had died two hundred years earlier, you might have seen it once. ”

Nalan Yu said, lowering his head, he was also the first among so many people to take the initiative to take his eyes off the sky.

"It's begun, finally, it's ......"

His fists were shaking with excessive excitement.

If you want to say why, it is because his Nalan Dusk's life began under this blood-colored canopy.

When the beginning and the end finally coincide, the last chapter of this bloody fate finally begins.