The Night Rose of the Dripping Blood, Chapter 46
"Everyone is here?" Bingliu pushed open the door to the outer room of the suite where the current king of the Blood Clan was, and Chang followed her to ask everyone in the room.
Bingliu's emotionless eyes scanned around the room, "The representative of the underworld and that person haven't arrived yet. β
"It doesn't matter. Chang showed a formulaic smile, "Ling Li is already on his way. β
Raymond and Quentin looked at each other in surprise and remained silent.
Chang sat down on the couch. This is a sofa combination that can seat eight people, and at this moment, in addition to Chang, the three royal families of the blood clan are sitting on the couch in the center, and there are two beautiful women sitting on the chaise longue on the left.
Dressed in a black and red dress, a pair of snow-white lotus arms with a golden arm inlaid with pigeon's blood red rubies, and a demon saint with a red and white ribbon on her head and a red Yingluo forehead on her forehead sat on the inside, close to the blood prince Quentin; on the other side of her was a bewitching woman with willow eyebrows, eyes with purple pupils printed in Prussian blue, and the outer corners of her eyes were long and raised, and her long moon-white hair was coiled with blue-purple fluorite and white blue field warm jade headdress on her head, and the woman was wearing a floor-length blue and purple peony robe embroidered on a white background, and the ice blue silk skirt inside was long and dragged on the groundγ
On the opposite side of the chaise longue, the single seat by the window has been occupied by the famous "critical tuner" of the Nine Realms, who claims to be a wisp of iceberg suspected of facial paralysis. Everyone present consciously avoided him a little, which indirectly caused the nearest person to him to become Chang now, although there was still an empty seat on the couch between the two.
As for Bingliu, although she was also appointed by Lord Night Rose, and to a certain extent, she directly obeyed Lord Night Rose's orders and was reused by him, but her real master was Chang. And Chang is also one of the people who work under Lord Night Rose, as a puppet created by Chang, Bingliu has become a dual subordinate of Night Rose and Chang, so her [rank] will not be as good as everyone present, and cannot represent the position and attitude of any party in this meeting, and she is not fully qualified to participate. Naturally, there was no seat for her to sit on.
Now that all the people who are going to participate in the meeting have not yet arrived, Bingliu stands by the door and waits for the others at any time.
But it seemed like she didn't have to stand there anymore. Because after a while, two spatial turbulences appeared in Raymond's living room almost at the same time, one rose from the ground, and the gray-purple mist had a light like a broken gold texture, and at the same time revealed a strange and solemn aura from it;
In an instant, I saw a huge pitch-black phoenix breaking through the clouds and flying into the room, its huge wings fanning out the wind, and the black feathers rendered seven colors of brilliance. The extreme arrogance and bewitching beauty were all reunited into a calm and bleak after the phoenix landed. A young man with a dark purple robe covered in a long robe of ice silk, a silver-blue moire fragrant gray cherry blossom bottom gown, and a phoenix shirt embroidered with dark indigo ink thread gradually appeared in the clouds.
The young man had long black hair, and some of the long hair on the top was curled up with a phoenix hairpin with red copper and amethyst, and his bright red phoenix eyes glanced at everyone in the room, and then walked straight to the woman with long moon-white hair and sat down, without speaking. As he approached, he could smell a strong scent of rosewood, and Quentin's nose inhaled it a little uncomfortably.
At the same time as the man who turned into a black phoenix appeared, the silver-white light at the other end of the coffee table also began to change. In the light, a vague figure stepped into the air, and there seemed to be mercury flowing under his feet, and in a moment the mercury condensed into tiny mirror shards and then broke and scattered. Then the shape of the semi-paraskeletal wing extends outward from the man's back and then opens, and the streamer shuttles between the gaps in the bone wing, and it is vaguely discernible that there are gradually vascular fascia and muscles growing during the period. In the end, the silver-white light slowly faded, and a one-winged angel dressed in a white background and silver thread embroidered with a cloud dragon pattern, and a snow-blue gray gown-edged dress appeared in front of everyone, and his silver-white hair flew up with the qi aroused by his body, and the silver-white color of the single wing and the iris was terrifying.
The young man, dressed in silver and white, looked at everyone present with a blank face, and then stared at the indifferent critical tuner for nearly twenty seconds before he sat down on the only vacant seat next to Chang.
Among the two people, the young man dressed in purple and black must have been Ling Li, the representative of the underworld, because the one wing of the other was a unique mark that everyone in the Nine Realms knew.
- That represents the Angel of Law. Guardian of the goddess of the future.
Bingliu walked back from the door and stood between the Angel and the tuner, intentionally or unintentionally separating the two of them from each other, breaking through the stiff atmosphere in the room.
Neither of them moved, but withdrew the cold eyes of each other as if they were about to fight.
Chang glanced at the two figures on the left, one silver gray and one silver-white, and a hint of a playful smile crossed the corners of his mouth.
He shifted his body slightly to the right, raised his hand to straighten the corners of his clothes, and quietly poked the back of Raymond's hand as he withdrew his fingers, summoning back his father's somewhat stunned wandering thoughts.
As soon as Raymond was reminded by him, he came back to his senses from the fact that the Angel of Law had also attended, collected his thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Then please indicate what you represent, and we will start the topic." β