The atmosphere at the dance party was very warm, and under the hanging horn lamp, it seemed to have more ambiguous looks, and the soft light swept over the face of the person, adding a bit of whirling feelings.

In the palatial and splendid hall, there are delicate blue palace lamps, and the slightly fluttering streams and suede on the lamps, combined with the shining floor and the low-hanging velvet blue drapery, give people a sense of trance as soon as they arrive here. When the jazz music sounded slowly and differently, a group of bejeweled women began to be put around the arms of a group of gentlemen and gentlemen in the dim and gentle light. Singing and dancing, fragrant breeze filled.

Although he had lost an arm, this did not make Tang Xiao's resoluteness fade much, on the contrary, it made his eyes sharper.

His instincts told him that such an atmosphere was not suitable for this place, but whether it was the graceful posture of the dancefloor or the elegant gentlemen, the temperament they displayed did not allow him to find any clues.

Compared to those tuxedos and gorgeous evening dresses, Tang Xiao and his group were like dirt buns that suddenly broke the atmosphere of the ball, especially because they still had a trace of dust on their bodies, and they couldn't adjust their even breathing at that time.

Such an abrupt break in the atmosphere naturally attracted a lot of attention, and the accompanying musicians also had a slight gap, but as the man who came down the stairs slowly pressed down his hand twice, everything was restored.

Some women paid attention unabashedly, although Tang Xiao lost an arm, whether it was him or a few companions beside him, although the clothes did not match the occasion, the explosive muscles hidden under the clothes really attracted the attention of many women.

Naturally, there were also men, who threw a kind smile at them with the red wine in their hands, as if they were an abrupt shuttle between the two dimensions, completely separating the previous breath of death from the peace here.

"Which one is this singing?"

The companion standing beside Tang Xiao was vigilant, and there was also a trace of uncertain mockery in his words.

"Be careful."

Tang Xiao couldn't see any clues for a while, he could only clench his fists vigilantly, although there was only one arm left, he would never forget his duty, at least, he would live until the guy named Lin Xiu rushed over, but what did he encounter?

From the hostility at the beginning, to the suspicion in the later stage, and now there is a faint feeling of dependence, Tang Xiao despises this idea in his heart, but he has to admit that the game scene he has experienced this time has greatly exceeded his ability.

Now, he didn't have much confidence in whether he would be able to leave this game alive, but only Su Xiaoxi, no matter what, he had to do everything he could to let her enter the Upper Rank Paradise Island.

"Welcome, welcome."

The young man who walked down from above, his steps gave people a rather sophisticated calmness, especially the light blue eyes, which seemed to be easy to touch the heartstrings of the girl, and even in the gestures, it could allude to the natural aristocratic atmosphere, which was the most lethal to the girl.

At least before this, Tang Xiao never felt that he could even walk out of so much knowledge, and even said that he walked so beautifully.

Saying this, but it does not give people any abrupt and presumptuous feelings, on the contrary, there is a feeling of extreme intimacy, no wonder I have heard before that a nobleman's exercise, even if it is just a greeting, has to be practiced thousands of times, in order to achieve a sentence that makes him speak, without losing his identity, and making people feel a little abrupt.

"Distinguished guests from afar, although I don't know what kind of trouble you have encountered before, since you have come here, please let go of all the burdens on you.

I took the liberty of introducing myself and calling me Don Quixote, a somewhat down-and-out count, but of course it doesn't matter anything, does it?

Now that you're here, you're my honored guest, so relax your nerves and enjoy everything you have here. ”

This count, who claimed to be Don Quixote, very politely stroked his chest with one hand and did a standard aristocratic etiquette, reaching out and not hitting the smiling man, although he still couldn't figure out the situation in front of him, but after the warning of the previous Berrudo, it seemed that it was not a very wise choice to make a rash move.

It's like someone has set some kind of rule here, and even if you want to break it, you have to do it according to their agreement.

Tang Xiao didn't like this feeling of being at the mercy of others, but reason told him that under the premise that this kind of strength was suppressed, it was the wisest choice to keep his mind calm at all times.

"Earl, you should be familiar with the one in front of you named Belludo."

Tang Xiao asked tentatively, and at the same time, the only remaining hand was also ready to touch the space backpack behind him at any time, he knew that the scene of any game, the more backward he pushed from the beginning, the stronger the enemy he faced, maybe this count called Don Quixote was more difficult to deal with than the clown Belludo before, but if it would threaten Su Xiaoxi's life, then even if he fought for his life, he would inevitably have to break a way out for her.

It is only in this moment of powerlessness that one can feel that perhaps death is the best relief, and that he would really rather be a coward who escapes death than to face that unspeakable self-blame and guilt.

"Oh? Hehe.

It's just a jumping clown, why bother to spoil our atmosphere with him, and since we're here, why don't we put aside those superfluous thoughts for a while and let us relax for a while. ”

The young man named Don Quixote seemed to have a kind of magic in his eyes, which made people dizzy, and after just looking at him for a moment, Luo Xiaowan had a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire, and even her throat was a little dry.

It was like the air was sprinkled with psychedelic potions, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and then the feeling was like a mire sprinkled with honey, which made people immersed in it.

"Come on, the guests must be very tired from the journey, sit down and take a good rest."

Don Quixote's words seemed to have some kind of magic, just two sentences later, Tang Xiao only felt as if his throat was choked, and all those questions slowly faded in his heart.

yes, I'm so tired, why are I so tired? In this game of life and death, he has felt deeply tired, his teammates are constantly dying, watching them leave one by one, and his own home, gradually confused, what are they insisting for?

Su Xiaoxi?

Who is that, whether she is dead or alive and what does it have to do with herself, the former Lianmeng, hehe, to ****** the former Lianmeng, it's just the imagination of a little woman who hasn't grown up.

I'm so thirsty, I want to drink, and it would be nice if I could drink as much as I wanted.

I don't know when, Tang Xiao and his party have been led by Don Quixote to the edge of the dance floor, their eyes are as psychedelic as if they are covered with a layer of fog, and their faces also exude a strange burgundy.

With Don Quixote beckoning, several beauties swayed and came, and the water snake's waist swayed gently and landed beside Tang Xiao and the others.

The goblets in his hands were frequently lifted, and on the other side of the dance floor, in the corners that were not hidden, the heads loaded with transparent vessels seemed to be bleeding blood from their eyes.

It was cold, Han Qianye's and those teammates who had died before, at this moment, their heads had become nourishment for soaking wine, and they were contained in vessels, isolated and fearful.

It's just that, for some reason, since entering this room, Tang Xiao's minds have been slowly lost, gradually forgetting everything, including the teammates around them, everything around them.

Both men and women are immersed in this sea of joy, only the eyes that inadvertently turn around, faintly revealing a trace of greed and thirst for blood in the eye waves.

Tang Xiao kept pouring the liquid in the goblet into his stomach, hearty, like a desperate person walking in the desert suddenly tasted the comfort of sweet rain.

All the people's eyes were a little dizzy, and gradually, the male hand in the team had climbed up to the waist of the beautiful woman beside him, allowing the stunner to writhe in his arms.

Fine sweat kept appearing on Gray Yuan's head, as if she was struggling for something, but from the expression on her face, there was still no trace of waves.

"Little sister, why don't you drink it."

The blonde beauty swayed her body and gently sat down beside Gray Yuanwai, holding her wine glass, as if leading to feed the liquid.

Don Quixote looked at the scene in front of him and smiled strangely.

Hmph, this idiot of Berudó can't even do this little thing, if it affects the princess's resurrection plan, he has to peel his skin, these are fresh and high-quality tribute.

Indulge, be infatuated.

Forget everything, and enjoy everything here until death.

With such evil thoughts, the young man gently left his seat and walked slowly upstairs, these people could no longer escape from his palms, there was no need to stay here to waste time, and in the other room, there were some good tributes waiting for him to cultivate.

Don Quixote's mouth showed a meaningful smile, and then, with a wave of the tuxedo behind him, his body disappeared without a trace like a wisp of green smoke.

"Thirsty, thirsty."

Gray Yuan muttered like a dream, the liquid in the woman's hand was like the most wonderful liquid in the world, and she couldn't help but want to drink it all.

His fingers slowly touched the wine glass, and then, at that moment, there were still bright red lip prints on his hand, and the marks of being kissed by the vampire named Beruddo ached, as if he had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation.

"Hee-hee, little beauty, you're my prey."

It was like a mental induction, this cold words suddenly sounded in the brain of Gray Yuanwai, she was originally the controller of spiritual power, and the spiritual induction was naturally more than one category higher than others, that is, the sudden pain in the back of her hand, and such a sentence in her mind, made her suddenly sober up.

Everything that caught her eyes seemed to have been lifted from the veil, and although her eyes were still in a dull state, all the information and everything in front of her had been gathered into the present.

The human head in the vessel was so eye-catching, the white bones that were placed in the corner of the table, and the internal organs that had not been gnawed clean......

Everything is so real.

"Little sister, why don't you drink it."

The beautiful woman beside her was like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters, urging constantly, and even the smell of blood that spewed out of her mouth came to her face.

But Gray Yuan Wai still maintains the state of not being awake in the hallucination, she is now no different from an ordinary person, under such a premise, she suddenly woke up, and it is inevitable that the woman next to her will end her life as soon as possible.

She had to stay calm-

Resisting the urge to vomit, Gray Yuan Wai gently tasted the liquid in the wine glass, where was the red wine, it was clearly human blood, the astringent and disgusting liquid, as if it was about to burn her throat.

Seeing that there were no more suspicious movements, the woman slowly stood up, compared to this body that had not yet grown, she wanted to taste the strong men.

Gray Yuan Ai pinched the back of Yong'er's hand silently, and at the moment of awakening, Yong'er almost exclaimed, but she immediately saw Gray Yuan's eyes, and Gray Yuan Ai silently shook his head at her.

Yong'er was already smart, and the moment she saw the items contained in the vessel, she immediately understood what was happening at the moment.

Sitting next to her was Su Xiaoxi, this child's mental endurance was obviously not as good as Gray Yuan's, if she was startled before Tang Xiao and the others woke up, then she didn't have to think about it to know what was waiting for them.

Fortunately, just one person is separated by Tang Xiao's figure.

Gray Yuan Ai and Yong'er gently exchanged their eyes, and the two hands, one large and one small, pinched the backs of Tang Xiao and the other awakened person at the same time.

"Ahh

As if he had been pricked by a needle, Tang Xiao suddenly stood up from his seat, and it seemed that his brain had regained its clarity in an instant, and his sudden move naturally broke the original tranquility of the scene.

Bang la-

The sound of a cup shattering made the originally quiet music come to an abrupt end, and several people next to him suddenly woke up as if someone had suddenly splashed a basin of cold water in their sleep.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Xiaowan's mental power was the worst of several people, and she obviously hadn't recognized what was happening in front of her.

"Protect Xiaoxi, rush out!"

Tang Xiao didn't have time to explain, and the moment he was woken up by Yong'er, he instantly understood that this was a huge trap.

At the same time as these words came out, he had already kicked the coffee table in front of him out, and those people in the center of the dance floor finally tore off their original disguises and came in a surge.

Here, it is not a place for nobles to meet at all, but a grand vampire party.

The two teammates next to him were not slow to react, and at the moment when the vampires beside them were about to make a move, they had already pulled the trigger first, but fortunately, the silver bullets that had been installed were not unloaded, which also saved their lives at a critical moment.

The frantic machine-gun fire instantly turned a woman beside her into a sieve, and the originally quiet and harmonious scene had evolved into a Shura field in an instant.

"Don't let these tributes run away!"

The vampire let out a roar of excitement, and the blood did not discourage them, but on the contrary, filled them with excitement, whether it came from tribute or belonged to a companion. (To be continued.) )