In the corner of the corridor, Xia Yang sat on the ground dejectedly, holding his head with both hands, and a suppressed but painful whisper overflowed from his throat: "But Kaya, how can I be happy without you." ”

The lonely figure disappeared into the darkness, sad and helpless, crying wordlessly.

After a long time, he slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, tidied up his clothes, and kept up with the two who seemed to be competing against each other, but more like flirting.

At this time, in the banquet hall, everyone was divided into two sides, and they were all whispering about the farce that had happened before.

On the side of Bloodhunt, there is surprise, worship, and worry.

"That girl is so arrogant, not only provoking the dignity of the prince and queen of the blood clan, but also daring to provoke civil strife in the blood clan."

"Oh my God, for the first time, I knew that it was still possible to be like this."

"Young Master Xia Yang seems to care about that girl very much, but I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Blood Hunt to protect her."

On the side of the blood clan, the dukes and counts gathered together to gossip, and the five princes also surrounded them.

A prince asked curiously: "Is it true that Eric, Saanchi, Lyhir have impotence and the queen's scandal?" ”

Eric nodded calmly: "What our little cutie said, of course, is the truth." ”

In fact, it was the first time he had heard it, but since the cutie was a former queen, it was normal for him to know some unknown secrets.

Saanchi stroked his curly hair, and there was a sharp look in his eyes, "If we fight with Lessier, don't let him win you over." ”

The other prince waved his hand indifferently, "Lyhir is the strongest among us, you and Eric may not be his opponents." ”

"Huh, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king," Saanchi disdained, "Have you forgotten who the head of the thirteen princes is?" ”

Saanchi was about to continue, when he suddenly saw something, and cried out with a stunned expression: "Oh, Lord Oos? ”

There were no ordinary people present, and they all felt a different aura, and they all looked at the door intently, and only the sound of music echoed in the banquet hall for a moment.

There were men and women standing at the door, the girl was still the girl before, but the man she was holding was too weird, with a black robe hood and pure black long hair, like a costume drama who went to the wrong set.

But no one dared to underestimate this man, who was lightly swept by those wine-red eyes, and the sense of dangerous oppression made people's legs and feet weak.

In particular, the blood clan felt the deepest, and there was a strong suppression from the bloodline.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Lianxi raised his head sideways, looked at the man's black robe that was incompatible with the suit and evening dress, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

When she saw this product for the first time, she was thinking, this human skin cat is probably an old monster thousands of years ago.

After several blood princes came back to their senses from the initial shock, they hurriedly came down to the door with their own men.

With his right hand on his left heart, he bent down to the black-robed man and called out respectfully, "Lord Oth." ”

Oss bowed slightly, and gave a response: "Yes." ”

"Ah......h

The dukes and counts also knew the identity of the black-robed man at this time, and hurriedly followed suit.

As for the blood hunters, they had only heard of them from their ancestors, but they didn't expect to see a living person now, excited and a little shocked at the same time.

In the eyes of Lianxi, this scene is like a group of people greeting the cat owner, and the noble and cold cat owner only lazily raised his paws and said, "Ann."

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but laugh.

Oss eyes flashed with puzzlement, withdrew his arm and walked to the opposite side of her in two steps, stretched out his slender palm, and leaned over slightly.

The smile on his face was gentle, naturally revealing the elegance and calmness unique to the ancient aristocracy, "Beautiful lady, would you like to dance with me?" ”