Dungeon Night.

Looking at the pitch black sky above, I really miss the sky of the surface world.

No matter how they adapt to the underground, the people in the underground world always have some underground characteristics, such as the skin on the faces of both humans and demons is a little blue, and for example, their psychology always has a depression that is not understood by the people in the surface world, so they are so fond of violent places like the fighting arena.

I finally had the qualifications to wear a robe, which Feng Liu had specially acquiesced to me.

Dressed in a cyan robe, my seemingly rugged wolf demon also has a bit of Sven temperament.

I sat in the car unique to the dungeon, slowly roaming the street, next to me, Ye Xiao held a newly bought big knife in his arms, and walked proudly.

Such a slow speed naturally attracted many wolf fans, who followed the side of the car, shouting my name loudly, and several strong banshees frantically pushed away everyone, wanting to rush towards me, but they would always be blocked by inexplicable people.

I'm relieved, this should be someone sent by the ape army to silently guard me, or it can be called someone who monitors me.

It's really that I'm actually very unsuitable for this kind of much-anticipated 'idol' life, but I have to travel in a high-profile manner, and the night scream next to me is a look of enjoyment, more and more proud, at this time I can't wait to change with the night whistle, I think he will be able to play the 'idol' this promising career better.

So, in the midst of this kind of attention, I entered the Qinglou with a night whistle.

That's right, it's the kind of green building in ancient China, and there are many names for the ground world, red light districts, hair salons, etc., anyway, it's all that meaning.

My gesture drew unanimous approval from the fans who were watching around me.

There is a male demon who said, if you can fight, you are also, this is the true nature of a man, I will also go to this green building, I can't say that I can be next door to the wolf man, I will report his combat effectiveness.

It's just such a sentence that reminds those male banshees, after I entered the green building, I frantically poured into this largest green building in the Blue Dragon City.

And the banshee is even more crazy, and she also squeezed into the green building, of course, this is only the green building facing the banshee, and the green building facing the banshee is opposite, for this reason, the banshee will naturally be stopped.

But how could they give up? One of the banshees shouted directly: "I'm here to apply." ”

As a result, a group of banshees shouted that they wanted to come to the Qinglou to apply.

I was walking on the stairs to the VIP lounge on the third floor and almost fell. Is Qinglou also recruiting in this way? Probably.

But this also allowed me to truly see the three views of the dungeon, which is completely different from the surface world, and it is simply the most intuitive expression of naked desire, without right and wrong.

Think about it, which idol in the surface world dares to visit the red light district directly in front of everyone's eyes? Don't want to mix it up? Although there are some things that cannot bind everyone, they at least remind everyone of what is a moral code of conduct and what is the right and bright thing.

The world needs such a mainstream so that it does not make humanity crazy, and in the end it will degenerate only emptiness without any spiritual beliefs.

I thought about such a deep question, and went straight to the third floor of this green building, the old bustard had already greeted me, and greeted me warmly, the perfume on my body was more pungent, presumably it should be that the banshee of the dungeon could not support a good perfume, especially the kind that is also expensive in the ground world.

I was placed in one of the best private rooms, and in front of me stood a dozen banshees, scratching their heads and waiting for me to choose.

I was a little frightened as I drank glass after glass of wine with relatively little water in front of me, and my heart was about to go crazy!

"Uncle Wolf Han, you can pick. These are all blood-blooded, and they are the Oiran level of our Qinglou. "Around me, the bustard is extremely enthusiastic.

The aesthetic of the dungeon is really tearless.

For example, I said that they are ringed fat and thin, it is really ringed fat and thin, which is not an exaggeration at all, such as the pig demon with a swimming ring, which is ring fat, and for example, the slender weasel demon, she was wronged by Yan thin.

Why is there a bullgirl with more muscles than me? She's going to participate in the NBA, yes, it's the men's NBA, I guess there's nothing Yao Ming to do, I don't think I can control the 3-meter-tall banshee.

"Uncle Wolf?" The old bustard in the Qinglou urged me again.

I can only say: "I don't like people with strong blood, I always feel that looking for them in Qinglou is insulting the bloodline of our demon clan." Go, find a few people with weak blood, it's really not good, and human slaves are also okay. ”

Although I was acting, if I faced these banshees, I was afraid that I would not be able to show my acting skills, so I could only reluctantly refuse the banshees carefully selected for me by the bustard.

In the end, I chose two rabbit demons as the banshees that accompany me today, although they also have rabbit characteristics, but the rabbit ears and the white fluff on the back of the hands are still within my acceptability.

In this way, Ye Xiao and I started 'Flower Heaven and Wine', Ye Xiao as a man in a dungeon, always had the stubborn aesthetic of a dungeon, drunk until he was half drunk, and finally called the weasel demon like chopsticks, and held it in his arms with a drunken face and spoiled it fiercely.

I scolded Ye Xiao in my heart why didn't I go home and hug a rolling pin, but my face showed a look! It suddenly occurred to me that something made of wood like a rolling pin is also a luxury in a dungeon, right? Nightscream's choice wasn't wrong.

The wine was half-drunk, and the atmosphere in the private room became more and more ambiguous and hot, and I held the rabbit demon in my arms, showing a wandering skeleton, but the more I drank in my eyes, the clearer I became.

Nightwhine couldn't help but put his hand on the rolling pin in his arms, and although I doubted that he could really touch the slightest curve, I still loved the touch of a straight line from top to bottom, but I also cooperated and made a look of helplessness, calling out to the bustard.

The bustard came in politely, and I told her to bring another jar of wine, so that she should not be disturbed, and we will spend the night here.

The bustard, of course, understood what it meant, smiled ambiguously at us, took the drink, closed the door tightly, and turned away.

I took the bustard's drink, and pretended to be unsteady on my feet, and spilled a lot of it, but in the meantime I had already put the small packet of anesthetic into the wine.

I don't know if the anesthetic will taste like it, but at this point, even if it is a glass of plain water, I don't think anyone present will have any problems drinking it.

The jar was divided again, and when I was halfway through it, all but me were poured into this private room, and I tried the snort of the night whistle with no anxiety, and found that it was quite stable.

So, I slapped Ye Xiao again: "If you like rolling pins, Lao Tzu is blind!" "Nightwhine still slept soundly.

Looking at the five distinct thumb prints on Ye Xiao's face, I nodded with satisfaction, the paralyzing effect of this anesthetic is also good.

The private room was filled with the smell of wine and incense, I felt depressed, walked to the window, pushed open half of the window, and the perennial wind in the dungeon soon made me completely sober, it was already a late night dungeon, the streets at this time were very quiet, and there were few pedestrians.

I turned and walked back to my room, grabbed the remaining half jar of wine and poured it into the special toilet of the private room, then grabbed Nightscream and the rolling pin, and threw them into the bed in one of the three small rooms that came with the private room.

He threw the two rabbit demons into another room.

Although I was very reluctant, I still stripped off all their clothes, only underwear remained, I didn't want to wake up the next day, it was full of flaws, since Mr. Du had specially reminded me, I would do it to the extreme.

After doing all this, I walked to the window again, found a time when the street was empty, climbed down the building along the window, and walked out of the green building through the wall in the back garden.

Thanks to my keen senses, I didn't encounter any trouble during this period, and I don't have to worry about coming back in the morning, the quietest thing in the whole Qinglou is the morning, and those drunken and dreamy guys sleep the most soundly at that time.

Thinking about it, I took off the green robe on my body, which was wearing the most ordinary coarse linen, I picked up a close-fitting baggage, took out the cloak inside, put it on, and put on the mask again.

There really aren't many pedestrians who notice me at night, but the identity of a wolf is obviously as low-key as possible.

There was still about half an hour before the agreed time with Mr. Du, and I had already found the small alley he said, which was not remote or prosperous.

It is not a slum area, it seems to be a place where civilians live.

At this time, the alley was already very quiet, and there was no light, except for a street lamp at the mouth of the alley that provided a faint glow, and that light was in the aristocratic district during the day.

I pulled my cloak and walked into this alley, walking a dozen steps, only to find that there was a faint light at the end of the alley, and it was also a flag waving in the wind, with a simple word 'food' written on it.

This means that this is a snack shop, and in the dungeon, I don't know how many of these eateries there are, but the food sold is something from the underworld, and you don't expect to be able to eat the 'high-end goods' of the underworld here.

I silently walked up to the snack shop, which was still open late at night, and there was a steaming cauldron in front of the shop, boiling large pieces of meat and bones, and the aroma was so good.

I looked at it, and there were four words written on the top of the snack shop, and I thought to myself, it turns out that this is really the place.

Is this called a five-star hotel? Are you sure it's not funny? But looking back, how do these guys in the dungeon know what the meaning of the five-star is? I'm afraid that only people from the surface world, or demons who are already familiar with the surface world, are right.

Thinking of this, I felt a strange feeling in my heart, and I still walked into this five-star hotel.