The shorter boy held up a flashlight and swept the white light across the seats at the bar.

Even without any people, black shadows are projected. Twisted and weird.

The indoor pool is also lively, with ripples back and forth on the surface of the water, with occasional splashes.

Some people are playing dice, some people are chatting, and some people are drinking.

They raise their glasses, talk loudly, and do not react to the light, as if they are living in another world.

Drunken gold and jewels, red light and green wine and gloomy softness.

A sense of luxury and passion, a sense of glitz and glamour where boiling and silence coexist, and business is full of business.

It's like a lively fish tank, ignoring the boring spectators.

"Look at that, boys. ”

A somewhat older woman points in one direction. This is the school's counselor Gu Qiancheng, Nan Xuan knows.

People look over and see a dance floor in the depths of the bar. There was a figure dancing there.

There is no doubt that it was a living person.

The girls hesitated, and several men walked over there, even quickening their pace.

Nan Xuan was the last to go there. Standing under the dance floor, she looked up at the lone dancer.

I don't know if it's because of the perspective of perspective, she seems to be taller, about the same as Director Gu.

Under the psychedelic light, the long black hair reflects colorful spots of light.

She has a slightly tan skin and wears a Southeast Asian-style dance dress.

It seems to have Malay ancestry...... And that fancy clothes.

It seems that the manager of the nameless house, who has studied these things a little, Konai commented.

In the ensemble of piano and guitar, this secluded area is a little out of place compared to the previous noise. But it's not too strange.

The restrained pace and bold posture all show the skillful dancing skills.

The music ended, and there was sparse applause. Nan Xuan subconsciously clapped her hands, and suddenly realized that this was stupid.

But Young Master Tao applauded generously, so did An Cheng, and so did Jiang Shuo. Even Director Gu and Liu Xili also symbolically slapped twice. The rest remained vigilant.

She stole a glance at Immortal. The short-haired girl remained silent.

The dancer bowed slightly and slowly straightened up.

She didn't look at the audience. Her gaze fell somewhere else.

Under the unpredictable light, Nan Xuan noticed that her pupils were a special cyan blue.

Like turquoise, or a little deeper. She seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember.

The woman jumped straight down from the dance floor and delicately walked around them, like a bar.

"Hey, wait a minute, please?"

Anseong called out to him. But she only stopped slightly, tilted her head, and continued walking. They had to keep up.

She sat on a bar chair with a prepared drink on the table. It seems to be just plain orange juice with a slice of lemon stuck in the wall of the cup.

The dancer shoves the straw into his mouth as if no one else was around, swinging his legs rhythmically to the background electronic sound.

Nan Xuan saw that her hair was a little messy, and blew up some thinning hair. It may have been caused by strenuous exercise just now.

"Excuse me, here is ......"

"The First Enchantment of the World Tower. ”

A familiar and light female voice.

The sudden answer came from behind the bar, where Frost Que was standing at some point. Her eyes were still bandaged.

"It's elusive, it's scared to death!"

The little girl with the white ruffle head screamed and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Why are you here?" asked Nan Xuan.

"It is necessary for me to guide you throughout. ”

"And who is she?"

Yue Wange pointed to the dancers drinking drinks at the bar over there.

"Mocking thrush. ”

The dancer spoke suddenly. Her eyebrows were soft, but her eyes still didn't fall here. Her gaze is wandering and wandering, making it seem that attention is not here.

"We thought you were Miss Dumb. Jiang Shuo sneered.

"Little sister, are you the one who lives here?"

Shi Xue asked in a low voice, her voice almost buried in the vast background sound.

"Hmm. ”

"So you're — can you explain to us the environment here......? I mean, those, you know. We're new to the city and it's hard to understand these ...... Something beyond our knowledge. ”

A girl with long hair dyed black and blue gradient said. She seems to be ultramarine, a transfer student in the same class as Yuewan Ge Ancheng.

After all, this is a far cry from the structure of the clock tower that you can see outside.

"It's the guests. ”

Her answer was still brief. So Chonglin stepped forward and asked:

"Obviously, right? What do we want to ask, you know. ”

Chonglin's expression was complicated, and his face seemed to be written like this: Why do you have to ask such a stupid question?

"They are all my guests.

The gentleman said to entertain the guests well.

I, there is ...... A little scared.

When the guest comes, he doesn't leave.

They became friends with me, and I wasn't afraid.

I'm alone, so lonely.

Now I have many, many friends, and they all stay, but I'm still very lonely.

Because the gentleman is not here.

Do you want to be friends with the thrush, too? ”

It's all nonsense, Nan Xuan thought to herself.

"Sick. ”

"Don't be a madman. ”

"Why do you ask so much, just kill it?"

"Looks like we're like-minded, Miss Liu. ”

The malicious whispering was a little loud, and Nan Xuan felt a little excessive, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She wanted to sneak a glimpse of Changsheng, but just across the position of a few people, she was gone.

It seems that the mocking thrush is still in a trance. She struggled to snap her gaze back, grably scanning the faces of several uninvited guests. Finally, her gaze fell on Nan Xuan.

She held out her hand.

"Are you going to be my friend?"

Nan Xuan hesitantly raised her hand. She didn't know what she was doing, but she vaguely felt that she had some affection for the poor woman.

Suddenly, her arm was pulled back.

"Are you crazy?"

Changsheng didn't know when he stood behind her, and her body trembled slightly in surprise. He grabbed her right hand and said in a deep voice in her ear:

"Don't touch her. ”

"Why?"

"Her hair — that's static electricity. ”

Nan Xuan carefully looked at the thrush again. Those fluttering hairs are really unnatural. Messy hair is usually loose and curly, but these hairs stand straight and are distributed in a strange pattern.

The light was too dim for she hadn't paid much attention to before.

Nan Xuan suddenly remembered that the reason why this pupil color felt familiar to her was because she had seen it in Ultramarine's eyes.

"This color...... Field force?"

"It's the power farm. ”

An Cheng took a step back after speaking, and everyone kept their distance from her vigilantly.

"Poof......

The thrush burst out laughing. She got up from her chair and held out her hand with an eerie smile. It's like the kind of zombie with gray skin and fangs in the shoddy horror movies of the early years.

"You're all going to be my friends - want to play together? I was a kid who loved catch. ”

She suddenly burst over laughing.

Like a pebble thrown into a pond, the fish scattered. With a few reflex screams, the bar also became flustered

The ghostly guests who didn't exist were also noisy as if they were frightened. Colorful spots of light illuminated the scene of a group of demons dancing, and the sound of ping-pong tables and chairs and wine bottles cracking.

Yes, just a dozen people can't create such a commotion.

And this kind of chaos seems to be deliberately creating trouble for them. The messy tables and chairs and the crooked glasswork are all obstacles. The wine drips on the floor, smoothing the marble floor.

The red wine is like blood, and it is still spreading.

No physical contact with her.

In a panic, Nan Xuan stepped on an irregular fragment of a glass. When she slipped, there was still a lot of debris on the ground.

Subconsciously stretched out her hands to support the ground, and a tingling pain came from the palm of her right hand. What's more, the ground was too slippery, her hands were still not supported, and the side of her head slammed into the ground, and a large white light flashed in her vision.

Nan Xuan's eyes widened, and she felt that what had become strange in front of her eyes, like a TV screen with a bad signal, and dense noise stirred in her field of vision. She rose halfway to the light, raised her hand, looked at the bloody palm, and noticed that her fingers were ghosted.

And in the midst of that ghosting, a familiar dancer appeared in the direction of about ten meters away.

"Find one. ”

Nan Xuan grabbed the leg of the chair on the side with her left hand, trying to stand up. But the left hand also seems to have been cut into a fine cut, and the burning pain is emitted by the stimulation of alcohol. She was at a loss as if she were clutching onto pins and needles.

The thrush didn't run over. She just bent down, intending to dip her hand in the booze on the ground.

Almost without hesitation, someone pushed her away.

Nanxuan was pushed onto the relatively dry carpet. Before she could turn around, she heard a familiar scream, the sound of metal colliding.

"Immortality?"

Why?

Her head still hurts, but she does her best to stand up. She saw Changsheng's hands propped up on the carpet, but his legs were slumped in the wine in an extremely uncoordinated movement.

The numbness ran over the legs.

Nan Xuan ran over to help her up.

Looking back at the thrush, the noise seemed to be that she had been hit by a chair or something. Anseong stood there waving his hand.

"Don't thank me. ”

Then, he was dragged back by Jiang Shuo's hand stretched out from under the table.

It's too messy, it's not planned.

Nan Xuan raised her Changsheng's arms, but her hands were so painful that she couldn't use her strength. At this time, Gu Qiancheng bent over and trotted over and asked her to push Changsheng onto her back. Her clean dress was soon covered with a few irregular bloody handprints.

Director Gu led the two of them to the bottom of the bar. There were also three students hiding there.

"Where's Yue Wange, where did she go?"

"Great, you're all right!" she ...... It's time to close the circuit switch. Young Master Tao said that the main gate of this kind of place is usually in the stairwell. Mr. Ke noticed something resembling a hidden door on the dance floor...... They're gone. ”

Shi Xue was a little incoherent.

"Then as agreed, the lights go out and let the ultramarines make noise in the pool. Liu Xili led the water over. ”

Chonglin explained to them who didn't know about it. Nan Xuan saw that Liu Xili's fingertips were holding strange notes with red lines on them. Her pupils also changed color in the interlaced light and shadow, like two flawless emeralds.

The ability of the natural class.

- To be continued -