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

With his stout arms slipping off deftly and his muscular thighs hooking out, Wesling danced his "Four Little Swans" to his heart's content, and with his dance, the ability to dance called Ballet, the ability to be ignored all along, finally bloomed tonight with its disgusting and powerful light.

The moonlight is like water, and the perverts dance.

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's arms slid down on top of his head, and he turned lightly, revealing his thick and broad back, how could the muscle lines be clear, "Brush!" The old guard gently hooked his legs, and his golden leg hair was blown by the wind and trembled, "Whew!" The old guard 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 indulgently, waving his limbs indulgently, and performed his ballet affectionately, 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, and his suppressed perverted desire can finally be justified tonight!

"Wow!" Wesling's legs were tense, his waist was like a water snake, and he slid 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 gaze of everyone, Lao Wei's arms stretched out gracefully, making an extremely standard big jump, and at the same time, a coquettish pant came out of his mouth, "Ah~"

Quietly, the surroundings were extremely 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 there, there was just a 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.

Not only these blood servants, but even the two blood servants of the Fanzhuo Academy came to Wesling at this moment, quietly admiring, and there was actually a faint smile and obsession in the corners of their 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?

Especially when Huang Xiaobei saw Chu Zifeng and the Demon Party warrior who had been slashing each other with knives, the two of them actually stopped now, and actually appeared in the crowd watching? You're even looking at 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.

The fingers, in particular, were swaying melodiously on the ground, apparently fascinated by Wesling's dance.

Huang Xiaobei subconsciously rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Damn, 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!

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 in their eyes, that is to say, even if the world is destroyed now, they will not withdraw their eyes from Senior Wesling, they will only keep looking at it, unless Senior Weslin stops dancing, everyone will wake up from hypnosis. ”

Huang Xiaobei suddenly grasped the key point.

"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, and soon, he set his eyes on the people in front of him who were bewitched by Weslin, this time, he suddenly found that although those people seemed to be attracted by Weslin's dancing appearance, but 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.

Mom, 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 has been recognized by Minister Sirith, 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 looked at Carl beside him, "Hey? You, are you alright? ”

Karl smiled slightly, and then quickly rushed towards Clinton, who was silent and bowed his head in front of him, and raised the two guns in his hands!

"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 dodged the fatal bullet with great dexterity.

"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!

Clinton clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and suddenly sank into the ground.

Standing where Clinton had disappeared, Karl frowned slightly, and at this time, he suddenly remembered something and turned quickly.

Looking at the empty ground behind him, Karl exhaled softly, because at some point, the burly figure had disappeared, and he no longer had to worry about his threat.

As if remembering something, Carl slowly turned his gaze behind Weslin, who was dancing, and sure enough, Tang Seng, who was standing behind Weslin and kept 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 softly.

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 in a short period of time.

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

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

"I have recovered from my injuries, 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 I 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 dealt with by you."

Hearing that Carl actually asked him to work again, 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, are you going to help?"