Annabella, who has an angelic face and a devilish body, approaches Changtian without warning and asks for a kiss without asking for his consent, a move that seems incredible to everyone, because the only superficial love they can associate on the first level is superficial.

Anyone can rely on their conscience not to be affected by a trace of distractions, and the thinking of a normal man should be like this, and he is hungry and thirsty.

But even so, the drunkards were speechless, their innermost desires were tickled by this scene, and they were uncomfortable all over their bodies, they had one thing in common, they saw the color like food, and they couldn't resist the temptation of Annabella's woman's teasing, and at the same time they were afraid of her terrifying strength and didn't dare to act rashly.

The hormonal explosion in the air in the tavern ignited the hatred of different males for Changtian, and the gaze of the cannibalistic fell on him, eager to replace him.

Even the proverbial fire and Augustine collapsed at that moment, and they were slightly jealous.

Emma covered her mouth and the plate fell to the ground with a clatter.

Erin reacted the least, her face solemn and her surface calm.

But that doesn't mean anything...... No one can easily dissect the true thoughts of others, and often the calmer the person, the more he can't bear it.

The person concerned looked at Annabella at close range, and the eyes that hooked the soul were extremely dangerous, especially the mutated right eye pupil flashed with evil light, dark red and heavy like dried blood, and the complex combination patterns of unknown triangles were interlocking, and the black dark tide at the edge was surging and waves, which was very strange.

What kind of eye is this, and why is only one eye changing......

It's not a golden pupil, what is that? There shouldn't be such a situation at the bloodline boundary, right? Changtian was stunned, but his lips were still in contact with Annabella, and the moist warm current wanted to encroach on him.

Something seems to be draining from my lips, my eyelids are so heavy, I want to sleep, I can't control myself...... Cursed?

Changtian's inner activities were confused, the blood in his body seemed to be coagulated, and the heavy factor was all over the nerve endings, blocking the transmission of neurotransmitters, and there was a strange feeling of euthanasia that wrapped his whole person, which was very comfortable and relaxed.

Bang Bang Bang!

After a long time, the world was spinning! Who was hitting me in the face? It was spicy and painful.

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw Erin standing in front of him with slightly bulging cheeks, her pupils moving smartly, her hands constantly shaking herself, and the force pinched her shoulders bruised and purple, and her muscles and bones ached.

Changtian didn't know what would happen in the next second when he was kissed, his body seemed to be hollowed out by Annabella, and his sleepiness couldn't be stopped inexplicably, coupled with his stomach growling, hunger and fatigue crushed his originally energetic body. In the haze of consciousness, I vaguely heard someone arguing......

"Stop, we didn't say we wanted to exchange information with you, why did you do it as soon as you came up, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are the tavern owner!"

"Huh?" Annabella smiled ghostly, not minding Erin to stop her from making any further moves.

"Who the hell are you?" Erin crossed in front of Annabella, holding Changtian, who was sleepy because of being sucked away from some kind of power, in the process, she intuitively saw that Annabella's right eye returned to normal, and she was stunned that she was ten years younger, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes had faded, and her figure was plump.

"A lot of people have asked me that, and then they never come back. Simple little princess, haven't you noticed that the place where you are standing at this time is not an ordinary tavern?" Annabella showed an eerie expression, her fingertips gently brushing her lips and her tongue wandering, and that satisfied expression sent chills down her back.

"When?" Erin finally noticed that the subjects Emma was serving back and forth were constantly changing, and their faces were different. They're all otherworldly creatures dressed in the human skins of alcoholics? No, there are real human drunkards among them, but they're too deeply hidden. She immediately dismissed her stupid thoughts and turned to her senses to guard against Annabella.

"Before you came back here, there were many times that sentient beings came and went. Annabella sneered as she picked up the glass goblet between her index and middle fingers and took a sip of wine.

"It's been a long time?" "Before the proverbial fire, his eyelids kept jumping, and he felt that something bad was going to happen.

"During this time, one of Caesar's twelve plagues, Rog, is here to track your whereabouts, this guy is a tricky magician, once you get out of here, your whereabouts can't escape his card telling, and after Rog left, a nasty Bada Khan fat man broke in and threatened me to tell me your whereabouts, what a funny human!" Annabella looked at them sensually, in an unclear tone.

"Then you leaked our whereabouts?" Augustine really felt the aura emanating from this woman's body at this moment, which did not belong to human beings.

"They can't afford the price I want!" Annabella replied lightly, domineering.

"Nike, what is this place?" Erin almost forgot about her interrupted thoughts, and instead of bothering to ask this eccentric woman, she should settle for the next best thing.

"Full stack!" Nike replied quietly.

"What do you mean?" said Erin, confused.

"An alternative transit station that transcends the level of time and space, you can reach all kinds of different dimensions, there is no world you can't think of, only places you dare not imagine. Emma somehow paused and explained succinctly.

In other words, it is a nondescript tavern on the surface, but behind it is a trestle that leads to all kinds of unimaginable spaces, so it's no wonder that when you first arrive, you always feel that something is wrong, and that a normal tavern would be hidden so deep underground.

Underground, the full-stack entrance changes anytime and anywhere, depending on where it will move and appear, and it is not controllable by human beings.

Just a full-stack degree is unbelievable enough, and it is even harder to imagine how mysterious its owner Annabella is, no one has ever known what her true identity is, but one thing is certain, in the full-stack degree she is the absolute rule, and the disobedient will be exiled to endless space-time and become space-time wanderers.

Can't live, can't die, this is the sorrow of a space-time wanderer, and he is only accompanied by a long and endless silence of death.

Therefore, anyone who spares his life will not easily offend Annabella.

Of course, if she is in a bad mood, whoever steps on the thunder will be unlucky.

They gasped and looked at each other, caught in a dilemma, feeling more and more that the situation had deteriorated in an uncontrollable direction, but the woman in front of them was too inscrutable to guess her intentions to ask for a kiss and what price she wanted in exchange for information.

At this time, Changtian felt that the recovery speed of the wooden body was extremely amazing, not only the increase in health value and mental power, but also an indescribable power that penetrated through the meridians and blood vessels, penetrated into the bones, and then converged to the vibrant beating wooden heart in the chest, igniting the flame of hope.

He opened his eyes, subconsciously took Erin's hand, sat upright, and spoke, "Now, it's up to you to give us any information we want to know." First of all, please tell us what happened on the night of the misplaced trial?"

Annabella snorted softly, put down the wine glass dangling in her hand, dragged her chin with her hand, and said in a flirtatious tone: "You're really not cute!"