Li Fatzi secretly guessed that Zhang Jun, who was killed in the artistic conception, should have returned to the real world!

He was right, Zhang Jun was stabbed in the chest by a sword, and reflexively closed his eyes.

After waiting for a while and not feeling pain, I remembered that I should be in the artistic conception of the piano sound, which was just my own consciousness and would not be really killed.

He slowly opened his eyes, and sure enough, he was sitting on a stool in front of the round table, and the dead fat man opposite him was closing his eyes, obviously still silent in the artistic conception of the piano and did not come out.

"Damn, am I the first to fail?"

Zhang Jun turned his head to look at the other boxes, and sure enough, no one had returned to reality, and Zhang Jun's white face suddenly became hot.

actually lost such a big face in front of the goddess, and swore that he must cultivate well after going back this time, but he didn't think that the goddess didn't take him seriously at all.

Of course, Zhang Sleeve would not take this low-strength kid to heart, she didn't even know Zhang Jun's name, she only knew that he was a son of the Zhang family, a family in the army.

Her attention is now on Lin Sen's body, and she really wants to fight with him in her consciousness, hmph, I want to see who is powerful.

In the artistic conception of the piano sound, Li Fatzi withdrew from the main hall, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and then rushed towards the hall that Lin Sen and the others entered.

Even if he knew that the death here was fake, he didn't want to taste it.

"Master, I rely on my brain to eat, not my body!"

While running, Li Fatzi also made excuses for his timidity, and after a while, he came to the front of the hall on the other side.

Then, he listened strangely, and there was a beautiful sound of silk and bamboo music from the half-open door of the hall, and he immediately poked his head into it curiously.

Li Fatzi was stunned by the scene in front of him, this hall was not the martial arts ring he imagined, but a table of single banquets placed around the hall, and there were musicians playing music and beautiful women dancing in the open space in the center, but no one was fighting.

"What's going on?" Fat Li's eyes widened, and the mung bean's eyes showed a strange look.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you are too unlucky, it turns out that not every hall is full of martial arts competitions!

While slandering, Zhang Jun walked in with peace of mind, found an empty seat and sat down, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and took a bite of food into his mouth.

"Huh?"

I didn't expect the taste to be surprisingly good.

On second thought, these dishes are all created by Zhang Sleeve with the sound of the piano, and of course they are as delicious as they want.

Anyway, although it's not a real delicacy, it can always satisfy the desires in the brain, just like meaning #lewd can also make people high.

Li Fatzi ate and drank regardless of it, but he didn't notice that the other people sitting on the seat around him were a little nervous, although there were Yale singing and dancing performances, but everyone's appreciative eyes were always a little cautious and vigilant.

Dangdangdang!

Suddenly, a rapid bell chime sounded, interrupting the rhythm of the song and dance. At the same time, almost all of the people in the table reacted strangely, some took a hands-on pose, some were densely packed with true elements in front of them to defend themselves, and some were rapidly retreating as if they were dodging.

And the only one who didn't react - it was none other than Li Fatzi.

At this time, Li Fatzi was holding a chicken leg in his mouth, watching everyone's fierce reaction in a daze, and he didn't know why.

Suddenly, a sword light came out of the hand of a dancing woman, as fast as lightning, as fast as wind and thunder, and it was inserted into the chest of the unresponsive Li Fat Man.

Belch!

Li Fatzi looked at the woman with the sword—that face was vaguely similar to Zhang Sleeve'er, and then looked down at the blade inserted in his body in amazement.

There was no pain, just a blur of consciousness, and the next moment he was back in the box, and Zhang Junzheng on the opposite side was looking at him curiously.

In the artistic conception of the piano sound, a group of people watched Li Fatzi disappear, and they all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and there was a period of stable time.

It turned out that this hall was used to test the counter-attack ability of the entrants, and every time the song and dance banquet was carried out, an attack would suddenly erupt.

The attack was directed at only one person, and whether it was successful or not, it would stop for a while after one time, and the next outbreak would be brewing.

The first few attacks injured two weaker ones, but no one died, but they made everyone nervous, except for a few strong ones.

No one wants to be "invited" by the assassin to go out of the musical conception before others, doesn't this prove that their strength is inferior to others?

Many people also paid special attention to Lin Sen and the four people, but found that the expressions of these four outsiders were calm, and there was no nervousness at all.

Is it better to hide, or is the strength really strong?

Except for Lin Sen, they didn't know the strength of the other three, and they only secretly guessed.

The singing and dancing were wonderful, but the audience had no intention of appreciating it, some stared at the dancing women, others looked around, because the attack did not necessarily start from the women who were performing.

In one previous attack, the Assassins had attacked from the roof of the main hall.

Dangdang!

Another bell chime rang.

There was chaos again, this time from underground, and at one time targeting three people.

The three people who were caught off guard were stabbed in the lower abdomen at once, and at the same time disappeared.

Everyone thought that the attack was over, and they all let down their vigilance, but as soon as they relaxed, another wave of assassinations struck.

This time, the four of them disappeared at the same time, and this was not over, the next moment five sword lights shot out from several directions, but this time everyone was prepared, only two of them were still stabbed because of their lack of strength.

All of a sudden, the number of people was reduced by a small half, and only four Lin Sen were left, as well as three great grandmasters, and two middle-aged people in the grandmaster realm.

The two middle-aged people stood back to back, no longer drinking and eating, but there was not much tension.

After all, so many people have been forced to leave, and the two of them should be the lowest in strength among the remaining people, except for the three outsiders, even if they go out now, there is no shame.

Just when the two of them relaxed slightly, the group of dancing white-clothed dancers suddenly dispersed, and a sword light in the center penetrated the constraints of time and space, and suddenly came to the two middle-aged grandmasters.

Brush!

The sword light penetrated through the chest of one person, and flew out from the chest of another person, and the two of them smiled helplessly, turning into two white lights and disappearing into the main hall.

This is the Tianfu Building is lively again, everyone is in a round who will come back next, and from time to time look at the sleeves below, this woman is not simple!

Her current strength is probably outstanding in the entire Great Zhou Kingdom!