Under the moonlight, the ....... The disgusting figure in the white dress began to dance.

The thick arms slid down dexterously, and the muscular hairy legs were straight out, combined with his shy expression, how coquettish it was.

Wesling danced his "Four Little Swans" to his heart's content, and as he danced, the ability to dance called ballet, the ability to dance that had been ignored by others, finally bloomed with its disgusting and powerful light tonight.

A huge bright moon hung in a corner of the night sky, the moonlight was as soft as water, and under the moonlight, a pervert danced shyly.

If the person dancing at this moment is Qianqian or Miss Yiyi, this scene is naturally extremely poetic and picturesque, incomparably pleasing to the eye, but ......

"Wow!" The old guard slid his arms down on top of his head, turned lightly, revealing his thick and broad back, incomparably clear muscle lines, and ravines and ravines, "Brush!" The old guard gently hooked his legs, and his golden leg hair was blown by the wind and trembled, "Whew!" Lao Wei tilted his head slightly, and his masculine face pretended to be charming.

"Vomiting ......." Huang Xiaobei couldn't stand it, holding his knees, vomiting wildly, secretly thinking that he wouldn't be able to face the handsome face of that foreign devil for at least a month.

Lao Wei danced affectionately, affectionately waving his limbs, performing his own ballet, I have to say, today is indeed a good opportunity, Lao Wei he finally has the opportunity to wear a dance skirt, he finally has a chance to dance, his suppressed perverted desire can finally be released tonight!

"Wow!" Wesling's legs were tense, and his thick waist was like a water snake, sliding his two hairy legs affectionately.

Under the moonlight, the elaborate face is full of love for dance and women's clothing.

Even if there is no soundtrack, even if only Wesling is dancing silently, but at this moment, with the indulgent jumping and wanton dance of the disgusting figure, the classic accompaniment of "Four Little Swans" appeared in the depths of everyone's minds.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang

Under the eyes of everyone, Lao Wei's arms stretched out gracefully, and he made an extremely standard big jump, and at the same time, a ** came out of his mouth, "Ah~"

The surroundings were quiet, very quiet, no one scolded him for being a pervert, no one was shouting "give me a knife", because everyone present was deeply attracted by the figure in the white dress, there was no disgust in their eyes, there was no negative emotions that should be deserved, and there was only strong appreciation and worship.

Little by little, the blood servants rushed towards the old guard, they walked very slowly, very slowly, the bloodthirsty light in their eyes gradually disappeared, and gradually turned into a confused look.

"Huh."

The Blood Servants, along with the severed limbs all over the ground, gathered in front of the dancing Wesling, and they watched infatuately, everyone was watching infatuatedly, and the roar in their mouths no longer hissed, on the contrary, it was gentle.

As the old guard's dance became more and more affectionate and seductive, not only these blood servants, but even the two blood servants from the Fanzhuo Academy also came to Wesling at this moment, quietly admiring, and there was actually a faint smile and obsession in the corners of his eyes?

Huang Xiaobei looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, looked at Wei Sling, who had attracted countless people not far away, and looked at the obsession on the faces of those blood servants, Huang Xiaobei almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn, do these people have any aesthetics, although that foreign devil dances quite well, but in front of that face, you guys can actually see it? Aren't you afraid of nightmares at night?!

Especially when Huang Xiaobei saw Chu Zifeng and the demon warrior who had been slashing each other with knives, the two of them actually stopped now, and they actually appeared in the crowd watching? You're actually watching it stupidly?! Huang Xiaobei almost turned a big heel.

What the heck?! Will a scumbag like Chu Zifeng be bewitched by Wesling's dance?!

Not long after, Qianqian squeezed into a group of blood servants, looking enviously, there was a delicate figure in a black robe beside her, obviously Xiao Lan.

At this moment, as Wesling's dance became deeper and deeper, and as his movements became more and more beautiful, everyone was attracted by Wesling, except for Huang Xiaobeikar, the Mao Zi brothers who couldn't move, and Clinton.

Everyone looked at the figure in the white dress obsessively, and the heads of the group of people swayed very rhythmically with Wesling's dance, and even the stumps on the ground swayed left and right vigorously.

"Wow, wow, wow."

A group of elites of the Demon Party, elites of the secret party, looked at Weslin, a pervert in women's clothes, dancing ballet like fools, and at the same time kept making a sound of admiration in their mouths, even the bloody limbs on the ground, those arms and thighs and half of their heads, were shaking their bodies on the ground very rhythmically at this time.

In particular, those fingers were also shaking melodiously on the ground, obviously deeply attracted and intoxicated by Wesling's dance.

Subconsciously rubbing his eyes, Huang Xiaobei wondered if he was hallucinating.

Mom, could it be that the world has changed? Could it be that women's clothing is perverted in this world now? Otherwise, there would be such a strange scene for Mao!

Speaking of those fingers and thighs, do you have special eyes? What a fun are you guys doing!

At this time, Carl, who had always had his back to Wesling, patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder with a smile and said, "Senior, don't be surprised, you know?" Now all the people are confused by Senior Weslin, it can also be said to be hypnosis, it is no exaggeration to say that now they only have the appearance of Senior Weslin dancing, that is to say, even if the world is destroyed now, they will not withdraw their eyes from Senior Weslin, they will only keep looking at it like this, unless Senior Weslin stops dancing, but it will take about ten minutes for everyone to wake up from hypnosis. ”

Huang Xiaobei suddenly grasped the point of Carl's words.

"You're saying that even if we stab these blood servants to death now, they won't resist?"

"Yes, and they won't close their eyes until they die, and their eyes will always stay on Senior Wesling's dancing body."

Huang Xiaobei didn't speak, because he needed to calm down.

I never expected that Huang Xiaobei really never expected that Wesling, who pretended to be a first-class grandson and a first-class guy who patted on the back, would be so powerful? ! It's like the shock of you suddenly knowing that the poor friends you grew up with are actually billionaires.

His eyes once again fell on the people who were bewitched by Weslin, this time, Huang Xiaobei began to observe carefully, and this time, he also suddenly found that although those people seemed to be attracted by Weslin's dancing appearance on the surface, in fact, their eyes were very empty, and the corners of Qianqian and those blood servants even had idiot-like smiles on the corners of their mouths, obviously falling into some kind of deep hypnotic state.

Like Carl said, they weren't attracted to Wesling's dance, they were hypnotized by Wesling's dance!

Huang Xiaobei couldn't believe it to the extreme.

Is there any mistake, is this foreign devil so tough? His trick can be regarded as killing people invisibly.

Carl pushed the frames of his sunglasses and said with a smile, "Senior, don't forget, Senior Wesling is from the North American branch, even in the academy, he can be ranked in the top ten back then, how can it be as simple as it seems on the surface?" What's more, he is a person who has been approved by Minister Siris, you must know that this time he came to the Celestial Empire, he was in a group with Minister Siris, which is very revealing. ”

Huang Xiaobei was silent, and secretly decided in his heart that he would be kind to Lao Wei in the future, and he could no longer beat and scold casually, but should be respectful.

Although this foreign devil is a women's pervert, he is a very powerful women's pervert.

At this time, Huang Xiaobei suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Carl who was ruddy beside him, "Hey? You, are you alright? ”

Karl smiled slightly, didn't speak, and then changed the bullets of the two guns. After clipping, Carl strode forward.

Staring across the road and bowing his head, trying his best to resist Wesling's confused Clinton, Carl smiled, and then his speed suddenly increased, rushing towards Clinton, and at the same time, the two guns in his hands were raised in an instant!

"Bang bang."

of the desert. The eagle spewed out a scorching flame and went straight to Clinton's heart! Clinton, who lowered his head and forcibly held himself not to look at Wesling, felt something as soon as Karl fired the shot, and flashed to the side with great agility, but two bullets still pierced his left arm!

"Your injuries?!" Even if he had already guessed something, he could see that Carl, who was still coughing up blood before, was rushing towards him at this moment, and Clinton was mentally prepared, and he was also shocked and speechless at this moment.

"Yes, recovered, so I'm sorry you can't leave today." Karl's pupils, hidden under the sunglasses, flashed a faint blue light, it was the light that belonged to the magic eye!

Holding his left arm, which was bleeding continuously, Clinton looked around uncertainly, looked at the blood servants who were all bewitched by Wesling, and watched the man disappear at some point, even if he was unwilling, Clinton had to grit his teeth, quickly sank into the ground, and decisively withdrew from the battlefield.

If it's just Wesling, Clinton won't be gone.

If Carl had only recovered from his injuries, Clinton might have considered taking the Maozi brothers and Huang Xiaobei and Chu Qianqian, but ....... If Carl not only recovers from his injuries, but also has the MONOCULUS again, there is only one way in front of him - run!

Hehe, careless, careless enough to ignore Wesling, careless enough to ignore the seriously injured Carl, it's really ...... It's really unjust.

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Standing where Clinton had disappeared, Karl frowned slightly, as if puzzled. Soon, he suddenly remembered something and turned around quickly.

Looking at the empty ground behind him, Carl exhaled softly, and seemed to understand why Clinton would flee so simply.

Because at some point, the burly figure has disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Carl slowly turned his gaze behind Weslin, who was dancing, and sure enough, Tang Seng, who was originally standing behind Wesling and constantly sprinkling pieces of paper, didn't know where he had gone at the moment.

Thinking of all this, Carl frowned, but soon his brow soothed.

It's not something he can manage, it's not something he can ask, and besides, he has more important things to do now.

Seeing that Carl had knocked Clinton away with two shots, Huang Xiaobei ran over, stood beside Carl, and looked around, "Hey? What about people? Did you run away? ”

Carl nodded with a smile and said softly, "Yes........" Carl's voice stopped abruptly, because at this time, the blue light in his eyes was disappearing little by little, feeling that the magic eye was quickly sealed by the unknown force in his body, and the expression on Carl's face instantly froze.

After a long time, Carl sighed.

Although it is divine blood, it is still too little, only half a drop, it is already rare to be able to help yourself recover from your injuries, not to mention helping yourself break through the seal of the Demon Eye in a short period of time.

But the expression on Carl's face was even more solemn.

What is the potion in the hands of the demon party that can seal our abilities, and even the divine blood can't completely dissolve its medicinal effect? That's a .......

"My body has recovered, coupled with the sudden appearance of Senior Weslin, the Demon Party no longer has any advantage at all, and it is reasonable for him to choose to withdraw, senior, can you trouble you to drag those blood servants to the middle of the road now, and pile them together, rest assured, they will not resist now, and they will be disposed of by you."

Hearing that Carl actually began to ask himself to work, Huang Xiaobei suddenly became unhappy.

"I'm going to be a coolie, what are you doing?"

Smiling slightly, Carl aimed the two guns in his hands at Xiao Lan, who was already deeply confused by Wesling.

"I'm going to kill someone, do you want to help?"