"Possibly...... Miss Lotus was only delayed on the way. Inlan said with some confidence.

Because he also suddenly reacted, Lottie may not really come.

"Oh? That's a pity, but I'm busy, and if it weren't for Lottie, I wouldn't be too lazy to waste time at this banquet, Mr. Inlan, is this playing with me? Elonte narrowed her eyes, and her immature face suddenly took on a dangerous aura.

"Don't dare, Young Master Elunte, don't worry, the head of the family is Miss Lotty's father, and he will definitely give you an answer." Inlan lowered her head and said respectfully.

"Reply? If you want Yeman to be the head of the family, let Lotie and I be engaged, otherwise it is unknown whether Yeman can succeed. Elonte stepped forward and looked down at Inlan.

"Forget it." The guard suddenly reached out and grabbed Yronte's arm.

Iront turned her head and looked at the guards earnestly.

The guard frowned, "There's no need. ”

Elonte shrugged and said innocently, "It's good if you're happy." ”

Then the two went to talk to someone they knew with their wine glasses.

Inlan frowned deeply, he never thought that Lian Di didn't come, and Yasuo actually misjudged.

As long as Lotus dares to come, it will be up to her to agree or not, otherwise what would Inlan, a top magician who is good at spiritual magic and puppet magic, do.

As long as Lian Di agrees in front of so many children of the family, then she can't help but regret it, and this matter is done.

But she didn't come!

Inlan silently exited, and no one present noticed him.

Although he is a strong man, his class is different after all, and he is just a servant of the Tina family.

Even if he could get everyone in the Tina family to call him sir, no one present would be his opponent, and no one in the other family would have heard of him and knew his name.

But he didn't care, he just wanted to go back and tell Yasuo about this and what to do next.

But he stopped in front of the side door, and he suddenly felt a piercing chill coming from the room behind the ballroom.

And this is not that someone has unleashed malice on him, it is just a warning of his own danger!

This shows that the person who came is much stronger than him, and he is still strong enough to feel this chill, and the other people at the banquet are not even qualified to feel it!

Whether it's those young masters and young ladies, or their protectors.

With his hands on the doorknob, he struggled for a moment, and finally sighed and changed direction towards the back of the banquet hall.

He had to go and see, the people here were too important to have an accident.

Although there are no top children of the family, none of them of the level of Yeman have come, but the combined weight is amazing enough.

Behind the ballroom is a corridor with many rooms, lounges, powder rooms, and private meeting rooms.

Inlan opened one of the dressing rooms, and a white-robed girl stood in the middle of the room, looking at him coldly.

"Who are you?" Inlan closed the door with his backhand.

"Joan of Arc." Joan of Arc nodded to him.

Because of the blue eyebrows, he jumped and followed Yasuo, a name he had heard of.

"This is a private banquet, so I shouldn't have invited you, right?" Inlan stared at her deadly, and he was completely unsure of fighting Joan of Arc.

"I know, I'm just here to kill someone, and I'll leave right away." Zhende said in a tone without waves.

Yin Lan was speechless, is it really good to say this kind of thing so simple?

"You...... Who do you want to kill? Because Lan was helpless, he could only follow Joan of Arc's words and ask.

"Doron Tina." Joan of Arc didn't hide it, she had always been such a person, she wouldn't hide anything, just like she had never hidden her whereabouts.

"Doron?" Now Inlan was really surprised.

After all, in his opinion, how could Duolun Hode attract Joan of Arc's killing intent?

Although he was a domestic servant, he also looked down on Duolun, and to be honest, when he knew that Joan of Arc was here to kill Duolun, the thought of leaving just like that flashed through his mind.

"That's right, but the problem is, I sensed his aura here, but I didn't notice him." Joan of Arc looked around, and there were only the two of them in the dressing room.

"Huh? But I didn't perceive anything, and Doren was already gone. Inlan frowned.

"Isn't it there? It's a shame. Joan of Arc frowned slightly, and in the next second, her figure began to fade, and she was about to leave here.

Seeing Joan of Arc preparing to leave, Inlan also breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a thin light like a needle suddenly shot out from Inlan's shadow towards Joan of Arc!

The speed was so fast that Inlan didn't even notice it, and although Joan of Arc found out, she was casting spatial magic, and it would take reaction time to convert magic for defense.

"Whew!" For the first time, a different color appeared on the holy white robe, and a thin stab stabbed Joan of Arc's right arm, and a little red blood seeped through.

"What's that?" Because Lan was shocked, he immediately turned around but didn't see anything.

Joan of Arc stopped the space magic and looked down at the small wound on her arm, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Joan of Arc, don't you think that such a wound is nothing to you, but what if I tell you that it is poisonous magic, seven sins, lust? Haha. "Doron stepped out of Inlan's shadow.

"Mental Magic: Disorder!" Because Lan shot instantly, a strange light seemed to dance in his eyes.

He didn't perceive anything, but he had seen the man emerge from his shadow.

"Get out!" Duolun just glared at him, and Inlan was directly shocked by the invisible force and knocked down a wardrobe.

"Ahem...... What a strong mental strength. "Because of the blue headache, the corners of my eyes are bleeding and tears.

At that moment, I felt as if I saw a pair of eyes that contained all things in the world, full of knowledge and power, like a god!

Because Lan took a serious look at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he had been favored by the gods, and his perfect face could even make people ashamed of themselves.

But Joan of Arc was stunned as soon as she spoke.

"You're here, Doron."

It's a duplicate name, right? It's definitely the same name, right? How could this person in front of him who hurt himself for a moment be Duolun?

"Don't mention that disgusting name, I am Jesus the Son." Doren looked at Joan of Arc coldly.

"Do you think your name is disgusting? I don't think so, it's just a pity that I forgot my old name. Joan of Arc remained expressionless.

Their names were given by the Catholic Church, and their real names represent their past, and Doron only feels disgusted by his name, and Joan of Arc has forgotten his real name.

"Wait? How did you...... Not affected? Duolun suddenly reacted, Joan of Arc still looked cold, not in the slightest bit affected by lust.

Even the blood stains on the white robes began to disappear.

It is because Joan of Arc will always be this expressionless and holy appearance that Doren chose the poison of lust to deal with her, just to tear off Joan of Arc's face.

"Don't you even see this? You're really weak. ”

"Forbidden Spell: The Grace of the Holy Goddess." Duolun gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Joan of Arc nodded, her face a little pale, and her lips turned a little pale.

Duolun laughed again, "Hehehe, I didn't expect you to maintain the forbidden spell all the time, are you so afraid that I will suddenly kill you?" ”

Joan of Arc didn't answer him, unbeknownst to him, Joan of Arc maintained the forbidden spell only to clean up and keep his white robe from staining......

"But it's useless, although the forbidden spell erases the influence of lust, but you still have poisoned the magic, you are not my opponent." A black flame ignited in Duolun's hand.

"But you're not from the body, do you think a projection can do anything to me?" Joan of Arc looked at him quizzically.

"The projection is enough, why do you think you can feel my breath here?" Duolun grinned, the black flames in his hands beating violently.

"Forbidden Spell: Hell Song!" The surrounding space seemed to blur the concept, the light was swallowed up little by little, and there were faint screams and wails ringing in the ears.

The black craggy rocks flowed with red hot magma, and the white ghosts wandered endlessly, and the three of them came from a small dressing room to a grand and vast hell!

"Where is this? Not an illusion! Inlan jumped up, and there was a stream of lava at his feet, which almost burned him.

The point is that in his perception, everything here is real!

There are two main types of illusion magic, one is the play on the spirit, which makes people think they see something, but it doesn't actually exist.

The other is the change of the rules of order, tampering with cognition, and deceiving appearances, which is probably the meaning of a real mirage.

Because Blue himself is a strong person in spiritual magic, and he also dabbles in illusion magic, and thinks that no illusion magic can deceive him.

But the hell in front of him does exist in his perception.

There is no concept of hell or heaven in this world, and in people's perception, when a person dies, his soul dissipates.

"I see, did you already lay hell here?" Joan of Arc looked up at the sky, and the sky of hell was all black clouds, and it was very low and oppressive.

"Now, do you still think I'm no match for you?" Duolun said with a smile.

"No, you can't be Doron, who the hell are you?" Inlan suddenly yelled at Duolun.

Duolun's eyes froze, and he instantly appeared in front of Inlan, and a huge amount of pressure was poured on Inlan, directly pressing him to his knees!

It seems that the whole world has fallen on Inlan's body, and he can't resist this force!

"Dog thing! You're just a dog, and you dare to bark in front of me? I've put up with you for a long time, and even a dog from the Tina family dares to be arrogant in front of me? Doron kicked Inlan down and stomped on him in the face.

And because Lan was suppressed by the whole world, he couldn't move at all.

"You...... Not Toron...... No way...... It's him......" Although it was difficult, Inlan still said it word by word.

"I know, I'm so strong that I hit you dog, right? Do you really think that with Yasuo, you will be unscrupulous? I can kill you right now! Doren leaned down and looked at him with a sinister face.

"Forget it, you can't kill anyone." Joan of Arc sighed and spoke.