The red dress was retracted, Sigrid bowed slightly, and the crimson ribbon on her white shoulders slipped down some distance, and a different kind of temptation descended on the carriage.

Modrian's expression froze, and in his field of vision, a touch of snow-white turbulent waves rippled, with a gorgeous red dress, as if he had an inexplicable impulse, seducing his heart**.

The scarlet breathing method suddenly worked, and the surging life energy suppressed the boiling blood, and quickly fell silent.

"Count Sigrid, what are you doing here?" Modrian looked at Sigrid with a cold face, the title of [Blood Rose] is not in vain, the beauty of the rose is vividly displayed in the scene just now.

"What are you talking about? I just paid tribute to you, heroes who can repel the Abyss Lord deserve to be treated as such. Sigrid lifted her confused face, as if she didn't understand why Modrian had changed his attitude suddenly.

Delicate temperament, combined with a slightly uneasy look at the moment, what a poor woman!

Of course, if you don't mention the bloody name of Sigrid Cecil's underground forces in Limontanlu, she is indeed pitiful at this moment.

Modrian raised his eyebrows, in the past, he might have solved the problem with one shot, but now it is different, he needs the other party to help do something.

And Sigrid's strength made him a little surprised, the hidden extremely deep life energy was like a candle in the dark night under the gap in the realm, clearly visible.

I didn't expect that the rumored powerless Count Sigrid would be a peak knight with very good strength.

Modrian's gaze skimmed over Count Sigrid, who was indebted at the moment, and his sexy and plump figure highlighted the extreme temptation under the bright red long skirt.

A cold smile filled the corners of his mouth, and Modrian sat unceremoniously beside Sigrid, his right hand around his thin waist, and his left hand faintly touched the soft place, and the touch like cotton made his blood boil a little.

"I just lost my word." Modrian said with a smile as he stared at the somewhat flustered seductive eyes. "I want a banquet for His Highness Saryan tonight, you lack a male companion."

"And what do you think of me?"

With a slight force on his right hand, the surging scarlet life energy entered Sigrid's body through the parts it touched, suppressing the abnormal shape.

Biting her lips lightly, Sigrid's face was a little red, she didn't expect the person in front of her to be so shameless, the etiquette of the nobility was completely abandoned, and she made a gesture of rubbing oil in a grand manner.

But she didn't dare to struggle, so she had to endure the strange feeling and said softly: "Of course I don't mind, it's my honor to be able to participate in the banquet with you." ”

For the sake of her own survival, Sigrid decisively abandoned His Royal Highness Saloyan, she did not have the slightest burden, and no one was as important as herself.

Modrian hugged her sexy body, swept her left hand over the soft place on her chest, pinched Sigrid's white chin, and stared at the reddened and delicate face with slightly cold eyes, calm and without a trace of waves.

"Then please Count Sigrid introduce to me the purpose of His Highness Saloyan's banquet tonight, maybe we will have the same topic."

"Okay!" Sigrid began to adjust to her current situation, her flushed face was delicate and seductive, she had seen the difficulty of Baron Modrian in front of her, and she only wanted to survive in the end.

"His Royal Highness Saroyan is making a final struggle, and since yesterday, he has begun to send out invitations, inviting some big nobles to attend his banquet in advance, and to make some preparations for the noble council."

"It's a pity that the hatred between His Highness Saroyan and Horace has long spread throughout high society, and no one wants to wade into this troubled water."

"It is rumored that there is a legendary crown standing behind you, and those great nobles dare not provoke it, so they will remain silent until there is a concrete rumor." Sigrid twisted her body slightly, her soft and boneless body leaning on Modrian's body as much as possible, and as she spoke, her ambiguous posture became more and more unbridled, and Bai Yu's legs loomed in the bright red dress, crossed in the carriage.

The lust spread in his heart, and Modrian didn't care about Sigrid's words later, especially with the extremely tempting body movements, he felt even more unbearable.

In the final analysis, in the two lives, he spent only a handful of time alone with a stunning and beautiful young woman, and now, under the teasing of the other party, he regretted a little, why didn't he just kill the other party, but forcefully asked the other party to cooperate with him to do something.

"Uh-huh!" Sigrid spoke softly, and by now, she could see that the Modrian in front of her seemed to be different from the rumors, although he was the same cold-blooded and ruthless, but he didn't seem to have experienced the glamorous life of the aristocracy.

With her slender legs lightly resting on each other's knees, Sigrid didn't care about the leaked spring light, and said, "Lord Baron, you are trying too hard, and people won't be able to dance during the banquet." ”

"Don't dance, you'll see later." When Modrian saw the carriage stop, he flicked off Bai Yu's legs with his left hand, and the skin he touched couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then forcefully dropped Sigrid's body and turned to get out of the car.

"Giggles!" Seeing Modrian's slightly embarrassed departure figure, Sigrid covered her mouth and chuckled, the feeling of uneasiness dissipated, and her thin teeth peeked out from the corners of her red mouth, glowing with a strange feeling. "Seems like a good target, hungry for his blood......."

A hint of a different emotion had just flashed in her heart, and she Huo Ran sensed that the extreme danger was coming again, and fine sweat dripped from her forehead, not from Modrian, but the shadow reflected in the soft light of the carriage, and her red eyes gradually dissipated.

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The rain curtain of the torrential rain covers the luxurious buildings in front of you, with red walls, carved beams, front windows across the turtle's back, and a giant crimson gate standing proudly.

Modrian's body surged with scarlet life energy, dispelling the falling rain, and his brows furrowed as he looked at the unusually quiet palace in front of him.

"What's going on?"

Sigrid behind her, carrying a red dress, walked out of the carriage alone with a well-behaved face, inexplicably lingering, ignoring the dense rain, looking at the strange buildings, her delicate face was extremely solemn.

"I really don't know, according to the time on the invitation, it should be the time for the banquet, but now is ........," Sigrid explained softly, taking out a golden invitation from the spatial ring on her right hand and placing it in front of Modrian.

Instead of taking the invitation, Modrian looked back at the Trefalli legionnaires behind him, and at a dark shadow.

"My lord, why don't I go in and investigate." Horace stood up and spoke firmly, either driven by hatred or to find out, he should stand up.

"No, let's go in and have a look." Modrian waved his hand and said, looking at the quiet and lonely palace, he smiled, even the broken shadow realm has been experienced, is he still afraid of the weirdness in front of him!

"Come, Count Sigrid, and may tonight's banquet be wonderful!" Modrian raised his right hand and looked at Sigrid beside him.

In the same way, Sigrid quickly adjusted to her identity, smiled, stretched out her slender white jade hand, grabbed Modrian's arm, and moved lightly over the rain.

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