Distraught, Xin Huohuo squeezed through the crowd and found that he had made a mistake in the wrong direction.

The main door is in the south, the private rooms are in the north, and the bar is located in the center to the east. But she went around half a circle and ran to the west inexplicably, across the dance floor from where Bei Mingyuan was.

At this moment, the DJ didn't know what to do, and the audience was boiling, accompanied by blinding rotating lights and heart-pounding music, everyone stretched out their arms, whistled and clapped their hands, it was simply hilarious.

Xin Huohuo turned around, and couldn't find Xiang Xiaoxue's figure at all, she was like falling into the turbulent sea, surrounded by waves, and finally she was involuntarily bumped into a passage by the flow of people.

Neon signs that lead to the bathroom.

With no choice but to go in first, hoping to find another exit. According to the fire ordinance or something, this kind of place must have a back door, and it will not be locked.

Along the narrow dark passage, she walked about seven or eight meters and found that the two sides were indeed men's and women's toilets. Then, finally, she saw a small door at the end of the hallway.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief, and she rushed over without even thinking about it.

Out of this door, you will walk to the street, Xiaoqi Xiaoba is nearby, they will see her, find her, and wait until Xiaoxue, although today's mission failed, it can be regarded as a perfect retreat.

The point is: she finally got rid of Bei Mingyuan's gaze that seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

But when she pushed the door open and rushed out into the street, she was stunned. The strange feeling came to my face, it was wet everywhere, there was not even a person on the street, the surrounding high-rise buildings were pitch black, and the ground reflected the water.

With a bang, the door slammed shut behind her, as if someone had slammed it in anger.

Subconsciously turned around suddenly, where is there a door? Even the heavens and the earth have changed.

It's not a street scene near a nightclub at all, it's a place she's never been to!

Click, click, not far away, a woman in white came out, slender and tall, with a gorgeous face. She didn't know where she came from, but she knew Xin Huohuo. Or, get to know that face: Tu Meiren.

The peerless beauty is getting closer and closer.

It's an enchantment, and I'm Xin Huohuo. I'm on a mission. My reinforcements are nearby, don't panic. Tumei is dead, and her soul is sealed in my phone. Everything in front of me is an illusion, a transformation of that pervert* ghost, that demon. It's going to tempt me, so I'm going to keep my heart until the little ones come.

Xin Huohuo continued to do psychological construction, because she knew that in the face of black and white impermanence, this enchantment would not exist for long. All she needs is time, maybe a minute......

"Do you want to be as beautiful as me?" Tu Meiren instantly pasted up, slender and white fingers, slicing across Xin Huohuo's cheeks, shoulders, arms, all the way to her back, making her numb, and she worked hard to stand firmly.

"The world is conquered by beauty, from ancient times to the present day. Tumei blew at Xin Huohuo, and the cold and rotten breath made her hold her breath, "Those calamitous enchantresses have passed for thousands of years, and people only remember her beauty and marvel at her bewitching charm, who remembers what she has done? Therefore, everything in the world can decay, and only beautiful legends last forever." ”

Come on, little seven, little eight! Xin Huohuo shouted in his heart.

"What about love? What do you think of love? A woman's spiritual food, a good recipe for eternal youth. Tumeiren smiled softly, "If you want to get the best man, you have to have the best looks." Men pick women, and character and kindness are always the last things to pay attention to. It doesn't matter if you have a bad heart, even if you do something wrong, you will be forgiven. Of course, women will scold and hate, but the funny thing is that deep down every woman wants to be like that. ”

She stopped and stared at Xin Huohuo's eyes, "You haven't really loved a man, and you haven't been really loved by a man, have you?" ”

Xin Huohuo bit her lip hard, because she was afraid that she would say something of agreement with one mouth.

Xiao Qi said that language is also a kind of spell, but human beings are speaking all the time, and the power of this spell has become extremely weak. Xiao Qi also said at the time that some people are called "crow's mouth" because his (her) language power is greater than the average person. So, no matter how extreme the situation is, don't say hurtful things and speculate on the worst outcome.

For demons, language is a contract. It does not require a special procedure, as long as it is agreed to, the contract is established and can no longer be reversed.

So when this pervert who appeared in the face of a beautiful woman tempted her, her heart kept churning, knowing that it was talking nonsense, but she couldn't deny it anyway. She didn't know if it was magic, or if it drew out the deepest darkness and longing and despair in her heart. In short, its deceptive power is so great that it will really make her involuntarily and involuntarily.

She suddenly understood the feelings of the nine girls who died, she was not obsessed with anyone who was tempted to lose herself, and willingly agreed to the deal, not to mention that they had an unusually strong pursuit of beauty!

This is human beings, because there are too many greed in their hearts, so they are so fragile that they are terrible, but they are so powerful that they are terrifying.

"I don't want it! you get out!" Feeling a hot breath in his chest about to rush out of his throat, Xin Huohuo guarded the last clear meaning in his heart, and finally roared.

The expression of "Tu Meiren" changed drastically, and her beautiful face instantly looked extremely hideous. In her hair, there are even unknown insects that drill out and probe her brain. Behind her, a cloud of colorful mist suddenly rose, and the eight bodies were enchanting and abnormal, but the souls on their faces were full of holes, and they opened their mouths to Xin Huohuo.

"Eat her, eat her!" they cried sharply, their black hole-like eyes spurting bloodthirsty desire.

"Do you think that black and white impermanence follows you, and a demon bird accompanies you, so I can't do anything to you?" Tu Meiren looked up to the sky and laughed, "Toast without eating and drinking, I wanted to enjoy it slowly, because you have a delicious water and fire breath." It's a pity that you don't know how to lift, and even if you have indigestion, you can only swallow it first. As he spoke, he opened his mouth suddenly.

Xin Huohuo was shocked.

Why does it know that Xiaoqi Xiaoba is here? Why does it find out Xiaoxue's true body? Since it knows that it dares to appear, it is so fearless, is it a bureau they set up for it, or is it trapping them?

Who is the hunter and who is the prey?

(Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone.) ）

(Another: My idol often changes, and I've been fascinated by Wang Kai recently, if he suddenly stands in front of me, even if he ignores me, I guess I'll blush and heartbeat.) Smile at me, I'm screaming eighty percent. What does he have to me? It's just that his appearance and temperament are in line with my aesthetics for a while, and people don't know which onion I am, let alone any good. So...... Some readers say that the fire is a nymphomaniac, indeed, but the is not a shameful thing, which proves that our hearts are still girlish. I hope that my readers will always keep a girlish heart and always have a feeling for love, and that is lucky. Do you need a reason to like someone? I know everyone has their own choices for the male protagonist, but the real character is not something that can be seen through by hundreds of thousands of words. So, it's a shame that I can't satisfy everyone. I really appreciate my friends who understood me and were willing to let me continue to write according to my outline and setting. (To be continued.) )