Chapter 30 Soul Hooking, Demon Only!

In the world, the flower dance workshop, the blue sleeves wind moves into the shade of the flowers, the jade flute is flicked to relieve the night sorrow, and the drunken steps are in front of the steps, a little romantic!

When the lights came on again, in a round of applause, Wang Quan sat back at the table, he toasted a few glasses, and had to sigh:

This dance should only be in the sky, and it is really extraordinary!

When Wang Quan was in the palace of the eldest prince, he often watched many wide-sleeved dances danced by the dancing girls in the palace with the eldest prince, which was also beautiful.

But compared to this young man's water sleeve dance, it can only be said that it is more than one level worse!

Not to mention the fullness of feelings, the straight line leap at the end of this song alone cannot reach the strength of a woman at all, and the softness, this young man is more than that!

When I was sighing, I could hear that it was quiet outside.

What, is there anything else?

He hurried to the window and looked again:

A burst of exotic tunes sounded, and in the dynamic rhythm, as soon as the boy appeared, Wang Quan, a big man, almost had a nosebleed! There was even more shouting from the audience.

The tulle on the young man's face is almost transparent, the outline of his facial features is clearly visible, and a pair of oblique eyes contain a smile:

Absolutely handsome! Temptation!

A bright red shoulder wrap wrapped around the naked upper body only tied the chest, revealing a large piece of smooth and delicate abdominal skin underneath, wearing a few umbilical rings with bells on top of the small navel, and the same bright red tulle pants just wrapped the buttocks, vaguely revealing the crystal white skin.

At the low waist, a few folds of gold thread were used to tighten the fluttering tassels hanging down at the bulge in front, and with the melodious sound of the Huqin in the Western Regions, he began to twist his waist and float left and right.

The two hands opened in parallel, the waves began to rise and fall from the tips of the left fingers to the right hand, the bell on his abdomen also made a pleasant sound with the rhythm, he sang with his bare white feet and advanced the striker back and forth, and the tactfulness of the huqin carried him to twist his body and lean back from front to back, until his head bowed again between his legs to look at you.

When he squirmed and stood up, the style of music changed, and the rhythm was fierce and heart-beating, at this time, the boy suddenly retracted his abdomen and buttocks, and for a while the bell sounded loudly, and a series of swallows in the abdomen completely exposed the muscle lines without a trace of fat.

And that buttocks, the buttocks that even Wang Quan, a carnivorous cleaner who is not interested in male pets, can't help but want to X a handful, the dense shaking makes countless men in the audience swallow and foam, their mouths are dry, and they can't make any cheers.

Wang Quan only fantasizes about it. What it feels like there!

The most nosebleed was the way he turned around and shook X, and Wang Quan could almost see the tightly bound. Unwilling to break out of the cage!

At this time, not only the men shouted so loudly, but the girls in the building also screamed again and again:

Where have I ever seen a man like this!

Wang Quan fell back into his chair with trembling hands and sat down, he poured himself a few glasses of wine in the hope of calming down.

But wine can only help nature, not extinguish the fire, and he is even more uncomfortable.

Wang Quan didn't tell the little guy who brought him when he left, he had a good memory, and he couldn't find the back garden and open the door and leave.

But when he left, he left another 10 taels of silver on the table.

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At night, still in the hidden mansion, the masked man in black was still waiting for news.

He was very sure of this plan, and he was even sure that he would win the goal, but at what cost?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little concerned in his heart:

That's it, that's not a problem compared to the results!

Those originally expressionless eyes, after a trace of unbearable eyes, instantly became cold and ruthless.

After another half an hour, the faint sound of footsteps came, and two men in black appeared to report:

Everything is going as planned, and the monitoring of the target continues.

The man in black hummed, and the two disappeared silently.

He waved his hand to extinguish the lamp, and sat in the darkness and waited for a long time, until the faint sound of the wind breaking through the air came, and he drifted to the window, and although he saw only a trace of it, he did not doubt his judgment in the slightest!

He was about to float after him, but his body rose up, but he fell to the ground, blood gurgling from his mouth and nose, and his whole body was convulsed.

After a while, the body of the man in black finally stopped squirming, his legs straightened and gradually stiffened, and the blood oozing from under his body also stained a large area of brown floor tiles.

This is a shadow very different from the ordinary afterlife, it stands there, not in the usual transparent state of silk threads, but surrounded by a layer of strange black mist, the shape of the black mist is erratic, swirling and dancing, and it is impossible to distinguish what it is, and only when it is still and still, it can vaguely distinguish the appearance of human faces or limbs.

The face of the man in the fog seemed to be annoyed, and he kicked the body lying on the ground, and scolded:

"! It's so useless, it's only one day to play! ”

But under the heart is elusive:

In such a realm, whose body can borrow it?

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On the outskirts of the underworld, the ghost who had been rudely pushed down the door of death by the Yan Jun of the Three Palaces had gone through a lot of hardships and was lucky to get out of all kinds of connections in the world, and was hurrying back to the palace to which he belonged, ready to explain clearly.

The moonlight was not clear tonight, and even a little dim, although the birds and birds did not hear a sound, and it was no different from usual, but he still wondered in his heart:

Even if the moonlight is unclear, in the eyes of the messenger of the underworld, he can always see the direction of the road ahead, and it will not linger like the black fog in front of him.

Why is it blocking directly in front of you?

He flicked it casually, but unexpectedly, the black mist in front of him was like a frozen glue, full of toughness, shaking, but not dissipating.

The ghost almost woke up and wanted to dodge, but he couldn't escape the black fog that followed him.

Open your mouth to speak: At this time, it is already the jurisdiction of the underworld, and the underworld who guards the city will be able to hear it.

But as soon as he opened it, the black mist turned into a thin black smoke, which poured silently down his mouth and nose.

The ghost was terrified, his limbs could no longer move freely, and as the black smoke seeped in, his eyes seemed to be suddenly pushed out of the inside of the skull by something, and the entire skull was instantly raised and skyrocketed by this evil power.

The corners of the eyes could no longer hold such a rough push, and suddenly burst, and the two eyeballs that were originally sunken in the sockets lost their support, directly protruding from the eye sockets and hanging under the eyelids, in a state of falling to the edge of the limit.

At this time, the other facial features on the face continued to be twisted by this invisible force, cruelly and uncontrollably, it did not have any rules to move, it didn't even care whether the recipient was in pain or not, twisted and rolled, rubbing and hideous, it seemed that the facial features had long since lost any connection point with the body, only a layer of skin was entangled.

No one can call this pile of things that are constantly tumbling and twisting as "faces", because among the various human forms cultivated in the Three Realms, there are no such tragic values, and you can only stare at this pile of terrifying skin in horror and pray that it will stop one day.

Finally, the ghost's "face" ended the strange shift, and the protruding eyeballs were instantly sucked back into the eye sockets, although the eye sockets looked much larger than before, and the white part of the eyes was also significantly larger than the area of the black eyeballs, which made him look like a kind of white-eyed dumbness, in order to better focus, he narrowed his squints, but unexpectedly, there was an indescribable stubbornness and coldness!

The black mist poked out of his eyes and looked carefully at the flaws in his face, but sighed deeply:

"Alas, let's make do with it, and then change it when you find a good one!"