Hearing this, Kurolo stretched out two fingers and gently pressed them against his eyebrows, making a distressed look,

"Brigade ...... It doesn't belong to me," he paused, and the corners of his mouth curled ambiguously, "but...... I can do it in exchange for myself... Mumble? ”

His voice is hoarse but calm, both sultry and reliable......

His eyes are dark and bottomless, but they are seductive......

"Smack!"

Suzu Honomiya raised his palm high and slammed it on the table!

After a muffled sound, the atmosphere froze to the extreme.

She raised her eyebrows, restrained all the smiles on her face, and said coldly, "Kurolo, do you think—you can match my Sky Arena?" ”

There will be many women in this world who think that Kurolo is worth two sky arenas, and naturally there will be women who feel that Kurolo is worthless.

However, this is only an assessment of his face.

"Looks like you don't think I'm worth it anymore?"

"Are you going to use the Phantom Brigade to go to the women's ticket?"

Kurolo smiled again, and although the ambiguous expression dissipated, there was not a trace of annoyance.

He had never liked things that were too undifficult - they were worthless to conquer, and the calmer he appeared, the more dark the tide swelled in his heart.

"I've heard that people from the Fagong family can't practice it, right?"

It wasn't supposed to be something to hear about.

But he was obviously extra confident in his 'heard' approach, so he continued to himself, "But it seems that the people of your family can use another kind of power? ”

He no longer concealed his purpose, and his gaze on Suzu Honomiya suddenly became like a thick fog at night—a knife that was hidden to cut people.

"So what? Do you still want to—"

"No," Kurolo shook his head slightly, "I wouldn't risk doing such a thing, there can be many forms of strength, but strength and weakness are absolute. ”

He had an unbreakable self-confidence, like a missionary, that made people want to believe, kneel, and kiss God's robe - except that he didn't believe in God, he believed in himself.

"Oh?"

"But I believe that every form of power has a meaning, and your power - why do you have a zài?"

Kurolo spread out the book in his hand and ran his fingers over the pages, "Fagong family, which one does it belong to?" ”

His tone suddenly became like that of an inquisitive child again, forcing the teacher to retreat.

"It's a very old book, and the text on it is strange, but it turns out to be a rather interesting story - a human makes a deal with the Gatekeeper of Hell for revenge, and gets a strange power that can be passed down for generations, and the Gatekeeper of Hell offers to help him take care of two things. Of course, this is a fairly good deal, and humanity can't wait to sign a pact and gain power that does not belong to this world, but forgets that the power that can be passed on from generation to generation must correspond to the responsibility that needs to be passed on from generation to generation. ”

Suzu Honomiya was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth twitched mockingly, "So what? Mr. Kurolo, do you think that our Fagong family is the descendant of that human race? IMHO, we are born businessmen. ”

Kurolo closed the book and sighed lightly, "yes, so naturally your ancestor wouldn't make such a loss-making transaction, maybe because that power was more like a curse, so he wanted to break the contract?" ”

He has already spoken out about using words like "your ancestors."

Before he died, he threw what the gatekeeper had given him back to the gates of hell, thinking that this would be a termination of the contract. But...... I guess it failed......"

"What I want to know is...... Will his descendants be willing to make some sacrifices in order to reopen the secret? ”

Suzu Honomiya squinted and stood up with a 'swoop'!

Stared coldly at Kurolo Rusiru.

She stood there, motionless, expressionless, but still breathtakingly beautiful.

Her beauty is aggressive, and the beauty of some women makes men forgive them for their sins, but her beauty makes men willing to become sin......

Kurolo had always been keen to embrace different sins, so he naturally stood up with a calm face.

It's only a few steps between the two,

The daylight that floods in from the floor-to-ceiling windows forcibly renders the woman standing against the light into another picture.

Kurolo is also passionate about beauty, but he prefers to hold the beauty he wants in his hands, but he doesn't like the sense of distance.

So he stepped past the woman, walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, and closed the dark green velvet curtain with a graceful gesture full of possession.

There was finally no light in the room.

However, for both people, light is not such a necessary thing.

Kurolo raised his hand again and lowered the stylus of the black lacquered gramophone on the fan-shaped mahogany chest of drawers—and the soft music that flowed from it brightened Kurolo's mood again.

His dark eyes looked through the darkness at the Suzu Dharma Palace, and after waiting for a while, he saw that the woman still had an indifferent expression, so he whispered with a smile, "Your taste is very good. ”

He bowed slightly, looking gentlemanly, "Do you want to dance with me?" ”

Without waiting for an answer, he shook the woman's hand without refusal.

At this point, the music has gradually calmed down,

It's the right time to start.

Kurolo was about to put his hand on his waist - but before that, he was caught by his hand.

He suddenly found that the other party turned out to be about the same height as himself.

Finally, Kulolo, who had always been calm, still slipped a trace of unhappiness in his heart......

"Heh," Suzu Honomiya raised his chin slightly, looking very arrogant, "I've never seen you take such an initiative to dance women's steps." ”

She's twisting right and wrong.

Kurolo was choked up for a moment - even though he was the stronger party.

……

Suzu Honomiya began to move,

She stepped on her slender heels, but her male steps did not seem to be out of place at all.

The sound of high heels resting on the marble floor is clear and sharp.

Kurolo's body involuntarily moved, and he naturally couldn't walk a woman.

However, Suzu Honomiya's hands seemed to have magical power, pulling his body movements, and there was not even a trace of strangeness and discomfort.

It's so dark here, and the two of them are so close to the ground.

Kurolo is sensitive to smells, and the women he comes into contact with don't like to use perfume to add color to themselves.

He could smell a faint scent, but he wasn't sure if it was a more novel perfume—for women use perfume to make men fascinate themselves, and he seems to have been slightly addicted......

There's not a lot of space here, and the two of them spin and spin in a limited space......

"Kurolo, your waist isn't soft enough, huh?"

……

The woman's cold voice is like that of a professional dance instructor giving a building.

Kurolo calmed down for a moment, then suddenly wiped the corners of his mouth, "So...... Do you want to try my waist? ”

The breath that came out of his mouth warmed the airflow...... He seems to have changed the purpose of his trip, or is it ...... added the purpose of his trip......

He didn't wait for an enthusiastic response, but for a slap in the face!

"Smack!"

The crisp voice made Kurolo stunned for a moment,

If the slap had been thrown in his face, he would not have lost his temper so much that he almost stepped on his left foot and fell straight down......

- The woman's slap fell on the ...... His...... Buttocks?!

"Don't try, don't qualify."

He saw the woman's red lips parting and closing in the darkness, like the petals of two roses, but unfortunately there was a biting chill between the petals.

The most important reason why Kurolo is Kurolo is because he will never let things go out of his control.

He hung down the hand that had been on the other's shoulder, and with a flip of his wrist, he removed the woman's hand that was clasped on his waist, and then, without the slightest effort, he put the other's hand on his shoulder, and his own hand wrapped around the flexible waist.

He was no longer willing to cooperate with his body, and the whole person was covered with the gloom and domineering of the head of the Phantom Brigade.

His darkness seemed to engulf the darkness of the room, for the only flame in the room had been re-grasped in his hands.

The two dance steps reversed.

"I'm still more used to dancing men's steps."

"Huh." The cold air around Suzu Honomiya, who was forcibly transformed into a female step, almost turned into ice cubes, and Kurolo didn't realize it.

"Have you already thought about it? I think I've given you enough time. ”

His tone was extremely gentle, as if he were tolerating his mischievous pet.

"You don't want the Sky Arena?"

"No, I just want to see hell."

"You really think it's hell?"

"Isn't it, does it matter?"

Never mind.

Because he is Kurolo, he is the one who will grab everything he wants.

He wanted something worth conquering, and he enjoyed the process of conquest - the so-called gates of hell, and it was the process of conquest that would provide him with pleasure, not what he could get.

Suzu Honomiya finally closed his eyes.

She and Kurolo were tied this time.

She provokes Kurolo's **, and Kurolo chokes her death hole.

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

High heels are on the beat, crisp and pleasant.

Spinning in the dark, stop.

Kurolo didn't let go of his hand, he stroked the soft body under his palm, moving along the thin fabric, little by little, he suddenly said: "I heard that Nitro asked you to go on a blind date with Kim, right?" ”

"You've heard so much."

"Well, I've also heard that Nitro gave Kim what he bought from the Pontok family, but ......"

Kurolo wanted to say something, but he didn't have a chance......

The elevator door opened,

"Who are you?"

The immature child's voice was the first to attract half of his attention,

When he was distracted, a long round nail with a big head flew towards him at great speed!

Kurolo narrowly avoided it, but there was no respite!

The round nails are like fine rain threads, piercing his blind spots!

Kurolo's eyes were dark, and the appearance of the man with long black hair in the elevator was too inopportune.

In an instant, he flew by, dodging through the gap between the child and the man.

"Thief's Will" is launched!

Yi'er Fan just felt the violent fluctuation of the other party's telekinesis, and the next moment, he found that the other party had completely ...... Disappear......

He blinked—the search range of the "circle" was expanding, not counting the loss!

However...... The entire Sky Arena could no longer search for the breath of the other party......

"Huh!"

Meluaim stepped forward and opened the curtain.

Sunlight is streaming into the room again......

Suzumi reflexively raised her hand to cover her eyes.

When she raised her palm slightly, she followed the light - she saw the appearance of the green-haired little ghost ant king burying his head in the shadows......

She didn't have time to think about why Ilfan was here,

She took the bad child and pressed him into her arms......

Running along the hair one by one, he cared softly: "What's wrong?" ”

Ilmi stood in the doorway, staring at the scene in front of him, his big cat's eyes flashed, and he tilted his head to think for a while......

Walk in front of one big and one small, and crouch down.

Two more chocolate candies were taken out of his pocket.

He spread out his palms to the two of them, and two small pieces of candy rolled on his big palms......

He didn't know what was going on, but he thought that sugar always made people feel better.