Interior of the Kasbah. In the splendid hall, beautiful people from all fields of society greeted each other with red faces and smiling faces. It really should be a peaceful and prosperous scene of singing and dancing.

"Ha, Brother Wang, how are you doing lately?" a slightly chubby middle-aged man recognized the King of the Blood Clan from the crowd, squeezed to his side and asked him, "I remember that your children will also be here today, right? ”

"Thanks to you, it's quite a bit of a past. The king of the blood clan didn't have the heart to laugh with him at this time, he was still thinking about the day's events. That's right, as the king of a clan, it is natural to become worried when he learns of such a shocking future for the dead clan. And he's really responsible, so it's even more unpleasant.

"What, you're in a bad mood?" the man looked at his face and speculated, "Could it be that you were worried about the last time you were attacked by humans for no reason?" He patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Calm your heart, what else can you do?"

“...... That's right, too. The king smiled dismally, "I hope to borrow your good words, Quentin." ”

Quentin glanced at him and didn't say anything more. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he quietly stabbed the king, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Why, Chang, you are finally willing to attend!—is there anything wrong?" The latter sentence was asked in a low voice in Chang's ear.

Chang replied lightly, "It's nothing." At the same time, he turned sideways and saluted the king: "The son has seen his father." Libi immediately stood sideways beside the two of them, looking around with a pair of large indifferent eyes without any emotion, as if observing something.

"It's coming. Chang said in a low voice, his voice cold to the point of cruelty. His eyes were fixed on a man who was circling in front of them, and he quietly took a half step back. His voice made Quentin shiver and wonder who was going to be unlucky.

I saw a man with waist-length blond hair coming over, smiling and greeting the king: "Raymond, this time is not bad, right?"

A cloud of anger rose in Raymond's heart, and he wanted to have a seizure, but when he thought of the consequences and Chang also hinted at it on the side, he finally smiled and responded: "It's okay to deal with it." ”

"No need to pretend to be smiling. The man glanced at Raymond and replied lightly, "I know you want to beat me." After all, I decided to destroy your people. Hate me and follow you, but you should know that everything has its cause. I didn't make this decision in a day or two. He paused and said, "As for why, you two don't need to know, I'm not acting rashly, and it's useless to persuade me." The tone was quite calm, and it seemed flat and calm.

The words were so high-sounding that Raymond almost had a heart attack. He thought, if you take revenge, you have to destroy our clan? I don't believe that Lord Night Rose can't cure you! He thought like this, and his face was naturally visibly displeased. When the other three saw it, they all pretended not to see it, but they just looked around. But the next thing, they can no longer pretend to be ignorant - at least Chang.

A black bat with its wings glowing with dark bright blue spots flapped its wings and flew in, bypassing him as if it were jealous of the man, and landed on Chang's shoulder after a light circle in the air. He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, untied the silver ribbon on the little bat's feet, and took off a roll of dark black paper. The little bat looked very happy, put its little head to Chang's neck, and rubbed it against him with the long white fluff on its neck. Chang ignored it, hurriedly unfolded the letter and skimmed through the contents, then gritted his teeth and furrowed his delicate eyebrows, so that one could almost hear the sizzling sound squeezing between his teeth when he was angry.

For a while, neither Quentin nor Raymond dared to interject. But they knew in their hearts that there must be something big about making this smiling tiger angry like this. They each looked at each other, secretly worried.

But at this time, Quentin noticed that Chang had tied some kind of gadget to the bat's other foot at an almost lightning speed, and then the little bat suddenly disappeared. At the same time, he also noticed that the letter paper that was tightly clenched in Chang's hand also seemed to flow into a small whirlpool, and as it swirled, it was swallowed up by several clusters of black flames that came out of nowhere. Quentin was secretly surprised in his heart, but he heard Chang Lang say: "Father, the son has something to do temporarily, so I will not accompany him." When Raymond heard this, he knew that there must be some major changes, so he replied seemingly nonchalantly: "You stand down, and come back when you are done." ”

"Obey the order, and the retainer retires. Chang Yanbo moved and left in a hurry.

"The hosts. Bingliu asked, "What's wrong?"

Chang smiled tiredly, but didn't squeak. After a long time, he replied in a low voice, "Can you please do something for me?"

Bingliu looked straight at Chang's tired silhouette and said flatly: "Bingliu only listens to the master's dispatch, this is Bingliu's duty." ”

"Thank you very much. The corners of Chang's mouth unconsciously rose slightly, and said, "You set up a formation, go to the center to set up." Bring this thing on," he pulled out a black sign from his waist, "I'll take care of the edge part of the array, and it's up to you to stabilize it once it's set up." He said, smiling suddenly and dejectedly, "I know it's a little hard for you. But there's no other way now. So be it. He leaned back on the couch and raised his left hand to look at the ceiling behind him.

Bingliu stepped forward to take the sign and retreated. She turned and walked out, stopped after two steps, and asked, "Immediately?"

The hand was down. Chang closed his eyes, seemed to be staring and thinking for a while, and said slowly: "No, let's wait a few more days." I'd better wait and see what happens. There's no need to be in such a hurry. ”

"Yes, master. Bingliu bowed his head slightly and slowly retreated.