The atmosphere of the banquet was very lively, at least on the surface, as if the situation of drawing bows and crossbows was just the imagination of everyone. In fact, secretly, the relationship between everyone is like a dark wave. Many people have already formed a relationship, weighing how much profit they can get in this city in the future, and even the fate of some people has been decided in just two bowls of soup.

In the process of changing dishes, Shadow Dream glanced at the cuffs, and the old man threw her a roll of paper. A careful glance revealed that there was nothing.

Shadow Dream took a sip of water as if she had thought of something, and poured it into her sleeve with her wrist.

Sure enough, a line of words appeared on the paper. "Be prepared for violence to come. "What does this mean?

Shadow Dream raised his wine glass and toasted the black-robed old man. The old man responded politely, but without further hints.

Ready for violence?when?from whom?against whom?

Ying Meng used the name of changing dishes to hide the abnormality of her face, and at the same time ignored the old man and a woman next to her who had changed seats.

"I love watching the birds in this city pecking at each other. A gorgeously dressed and imposing lady suddenly said to Ying Meng.

Shadow Dream glanced at him, received her hint, and smiled. "Sister Wang, don't say such a disgusting thing at the dinner table. ”

The woman known as Sister Wang looked up proudly and smiled. "They call me Sister Wang because I am in this place and have a lot of rights. ”

The ostentation in her tone was palpable. The people who can sit in the front row are all human spirits, and at a glance, you can know that this deliberate boast is arranged.

Everyone also received a hint from Sister Wang, and it seemed that it was time to return some small gifts to the city lord.

The city lord looked at Sister Wang. "Miss Wang, you mean that the birds in this city feed on their own kind. ”

"That's a weird question, Lord Castle. Sister Wang said with a smile. "Don't you know that the blood of the same kind is often very nutritious?"

A dignified-looking teenager sitting opposite Sister Wang was also the one who mistook Xianqing for a nameless teenager when Ying Meng first came in. "The girl is right. This is the most basic law of nature. Often the biggest competition is always from one's own kind. Everyone eats in the same bowl, and naturally has the same requirements. Exterminating one's own kind not only brings food, but also reduces competitiveness, so why not. ”

In the past few days, under Xianqing's high-pressure tutoring, Ying Meng has also figured out some of the content she once missed because of eating lamb skewers. For example, the identity of a person can be judged by the tone and tone of voice.

The content of this young man's speech is a bit like that of a ghost, and his tone must have been born in the fairy world since he was a child. But temperament is not what a ghost should have, of course, camouflage is not ruled out, but if it is camouflage, why not camouflage the content?

The young man looked like he was helping Sister Wang, but in fact he was standing on the side of the city lord. Turning a tentative question into a purely academic discussion, and finally going back.

Shadow Dream is hostile to the Castle Lord. "Yes, yes, competition is inevitable with limited resources. Speaking of reducing competitiveness, I wonder if this little brother has the same idea?"

"If the beauty next to Nameless is one of my kind, I'd love to. ”

Everyone you say a word, and I say a word of-for-tat. Shadow Dream also got a lot of news from it. Her eyes were a little wandering, was this going to war? The few dignitaries she knew, and the female companions around her seemed to be from the fairy world.

They spoke in a tone that was largely undisguised, or had never thought anyone could see it before they came here.

Suddenly, a guard walked up to the city lord and whispered a few words. The lord of the castle stood up sharply.

"Looks like some of you don't have clean hands. Don't be too nervous, it's just a small emergency. For the sake of your lives, you just need to stay in this house and leave when everything is safe. ”

Everyone quickly reacted, this is a disguised imprisonment, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

The black-robed old man smiled and glanced at Ying Meng meaningfully. Sister Wang waved her hat, and the little girl beside her raised her wine glass and said to Ying Meng, "Nameless lord, I toast you." ”

Shadow Dream narrowed her eyes, looking a little unpredictable. Her gaze fell on the little girl's fair wrist. The little girl's tone and expression undoubtedly did not indicate that she was seducing herself. The people in the ghost training camp are using beauty tricks on themselves?

Shadow Dream met the little girl's eyes, and the cat-like amber eyes showed an innocent feeling, but she really didn't dare to drink the toast. Shadow Dream puts down the dishes and accidentally "knocks over" the wine cup. Seeing that the wine cup was about to fall to the ground, a plain hand with clear and slender bones and delicate and beautiful lines caught the wine cup.

Shadow Dream twisted her neck stiffly, when did the old man beside her become a demon who subverted all beings?

The white soft fingertips on the left gently hooked Ying Meng's fingers, and the white and beautiful fingertips on the right gently pinched the corners of her clothes, and then shook them gently, and a pair of beautiful little hands on the opposite side toasted her.

Shadow Dream realizes that she has been surrounded before she knows it. Left Royal Sister,Right Girl,Front Lori,Back ...... Broadsword. No matter how you look at it, it's a lot of good fortune, but Yingmeng tells everyone that she can't afford to be a woman. Why did the people in the ghost training camp surround her, what did she do wrong? If she was recognized, shouldn't she use a man? If she wasn't recognized, why me? I felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

"No wine......" Shadow Dream resisted weakly.

The royal sister next to her raised her cup, "Come little brother, have a drink for my sister." ”

Ying Meng wanted to cry without tears, she wanted to refuse, after all, others didn't know their identities, but now their identities were the female companions of several powerful people who wanted to cooperate with her. None of them objected to her female companions pouring her wine, and if she refused, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

But after drinking the wine poured by the people in the ghost training camp, it is estimated that she will be worried in the future. See. The wine cup in the woman's hand is getting closer and closer to herself.

Knowing the sea.

Xiaoyingmeng is full of knowledge and the sea is scurrying: Lord Xianjun, help.

Xiao Xianqing looked at her quietly: Yanfu is not shallow.

Ying Meng played Qiong Yao into a verb: Lord Xianjun, don't you often say that when making decisions, don't use feelings?

Xiao Xianqing was shaken a little dizzy: I'm just a waste who can't use my aura now, you can ask for more blessings.

What else does Xiao Yingmeng want to say, Xiao Xianqing has already gone offline.

Looking at the wine cup on his lips, Ying Meng had already written the suicide note in his heart. At this time, there was a commotion not far away. Shadow Dream took this opportunity to push away the wine cup in front of her and hurriedly stood up, as if very interested in what was happening in the distance.

I saw that the protagonist of the farce was Busheng. Ying Meng suddenly felt very moved.

"I hit you to appreciate you. You still dare to resist. Are you not taking me seriously? You're sabotaging my efforts to beat you. Are you still glaring at me, are you trying to threaten my personal safety?"

This powerful logic does not come from the mouth of Busheng.

Ying Meng said, for the sake of you saving my life, I won't complain about you.

After Bu Sheng showed everyone his talent for logic and genius, he swaggered away with the immortal official who guarded him, and no one dared to stop him, to be precise, no one thought that time should be wasted for a useless fool.

Make the sea.

Xiao Xianqing: Remember, I sacrificed half of my face for you.

Shadow Meng blinked at Xianqing and the slap print on his face. She wanted to laugh.

Little Shadow Dream: Hahaha, the dignified immortal monarch let a waste slap him.

Xianqing lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he also left his seat.