Strangely, because of these words, the originally crowded crowd suddenly dispersed. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info When Lin Feng finally saw the woman clearly, he understood what this was for.

With long dark red hair, delicate facial features, and a perfect figure wrapped in leather armor, it is amazing. This is a beautiful woman, but the most important thing that people can't ignore is the pair of eyes, light green pupils, deep like a whirlpool. When you get lost in it, you suddenly feel a chill.

His intuition told Lin Feng that it was a rose with thorns, but he still leaned on the bar in a very chic manner.

"Miss, this glass of Bloody Mary doesn't seem to suit you very well." Lin Feng picked up the cup of blood-like wine in front of the woman.

The woman frowned and said indifferently, "If I remember correctly, the wine here is not called that name." ”

"Perhaps." Lin Feng shrugged, "But it's so similar, I really don't want to see someone as wonderful as you have any connection with it." ”

"Oh, why?"

"Because Bloody Mary comes from my hometown, there is a twisted story hidden beneath its wonderful appearance and taste." Lin Feng said this sentence with a mysterious expression, and sure enough, he found that the woman's expression became more and more curious.

"I love stories like this." The woman reached out and made a gesture of please.

Lin Feng was still standing, shaking the liquid in the wine glass, as if he was in a deep contemplation, his voice low and misty.

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful countess in my hometown named Mary. She had world-class beauty, and more than a hundred young nobles died in duels for her in her lifetime. And her beauty never withers, and it is said that she has a terrifying beauty recipe. ”

Lin Feng put the wine glass on the tip of his nose, sniffed it gently, and suddenly stared at his eyes and said quickly: "She bathes in blood, and only uses the blood of a pure girl." She believes that only by soaking in the pure blood of the girl can she continue to absorb the essence of it and keep her young forever. She took a bath and killed at least two young girls. Over the course of 50 years, 2,800 young girls were brutally murdered and buried in her private bathroom. Eventually, her crimes sparked a great revolution in which angry people killed her in the bathtub. The blood flowing from her 70-year-old body is still as bright and pure as when she was a girl, and she has an indescribable demonic charm. Someone secretly made it into a drink and named it Bloody Mary. ”

"Hehe, this story is really interesting." The woman suddenly snatched the glass and drank it all.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded, seeing a cold smile on the woman's flaming red lips, he felt that he might have gotten away with it. To make matters worse, although the men around him looked disgusted and angry, none of them were willing to come up and be the messenger of the flowers.

"Damn, you forced me to play hooligan, I can't knock over your vinegar jars if I don't believe it." Lin Feng simply stepped out, sat next to the woman, leaned forward and whispered softly in her ear with his head leaning intimately.

A hint of coldness flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was an inexplicable smile between her eyebrows.

The men in the bar were almost crazy, in such a place, there was such a beauty, but the beauty that might not be seen in a lifetime was actually messed up by a little white face.

Especially at this moment, the little white face has just been grinding with the beauty's ears and temples, and is trying to straighten his waist, and a pair of thief eyes are straight to the upright place of the person's chest.

Several strong men looked at each other, and together they pretended to be drunk and staggered towards the bar.

The corners of the woman's eyes swept away, and the corners of her smiling mouth curled up a little, as if she was happy to see someone being taught a lesson.

"Where did you come from, what bullshit stories are talking about here, causing Lao Tzu to drink bloody gas with a glass of wine."

"This kind of person is begging for beating."

The brawny men were encouraged by the beauty's expression and began to roll up their sleeves noisily. Later, someone saw the opportunity to join in and pushed and pushed around.

The woman's gaze swept again, and she was stunned imperceptibly, and a sharp cold light flashed again.

Lin Feng sank into the deep ravine, until he felt a damp heat in his nose about to gush out, and then he retracted his gaze and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He showed a weak and apologetic look before he glanced at the woman. Suddenly, she reached out and pressed her head, and her whole body tilted forward.

Lin Feng saw a piece of snow in front of him, and his head plunged between the two plump and soft spheres. Although it felt wonderful, he quickly moved to the side and removed his head from the woman's palm.

Looking up, there was a blinding blood red. The woman's slender fingers held a long sword, and blood continued to drip from between her fingers.

However, the blood was not a woman's. Looking along the blood-stained blade, a man in black held the hilt of the sword in his hand but pressed it against his chest, and hot blood spurted out like a spring. He glared unwillingly, and made a strange gurgling sound in his throat, and he couldn't say anything anymore.

"Don't be surprised, you're already the seventh person to want to kill me this month, and they're all ending up like you." The woman whispered softly, flicking her fingers at the blade.

Bang.

The sword fell to the ground, and the man fell limply to the bar, completely lifeless.

It took Lin Feng a long time to come back to his senses, not because of the blood in front of him, but because he suddenly realized that at a certain moment, the long sword that stabbed at the woman should have passed through his throat first.

This time the woman leaned over, blew beside him, and said with a smile, "Your second story just now is very interesting, can you tell me who you really are?" ”

Everything was business in the bar, and the body of the man in black was dragged out like a dead dog, and no one looked at it. People didn't panic, and there was only a little more admiration in their eyes when they looked at the woman.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, but put on a contrived posture and said in a deep voice: "My name is Lin Feng, a lonely man. If you feel lonely too, I'd like to be friends with you. ”

"Friends?" The woman's expression suddenly became serious, "For me, friends can only be people who can trust life and death with each other. If one day you think the same, you can come here to me. ”

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "In this case, you have to ask Miss Fang's name first?" ”

The woman also smiled: "Sivir, but you can call me eldest sister." ”

"Xi......" Lin Feng's face changed, "I hope you have a good day." What, I've asked for today's wine money, check out. ”

Sivir's eyes lit up when he saw the purple gold card, and then he pointed to the Philosopher's Stone in Lin Feng's hand, and said with a playful smile: "No need, you have already been extremely generous to me." ”

"Okay, see you later." Where did Lin Feng care about this, he also escaped from the fire bar.

When he got into the carriage, he began to beat his chest and pause, and lamented repeatedly: "Sivir, shit, I fucking molested the goddess of war!" (To be continued.) )