"Liu Xiong? What’s wrong? "
Minamoto Chisei some doubts back he also drank a lot of face slightly tipsy.
"Brother, there seems to be something outside."
Painting pear clothes and cherry blossoms together, her perception is more acute than that of Lu Chen.
At the meeting, all the members of the Sheqi family were all mixed up and beaming. It’s really a good day today, but the crisis is quiet.
"I heard … evil spirits."
Minamoto Chime’s voice trembled slightly and looked at his brother. "Brother, didn’t you notice?"
Minamoto Chisei’s face was embarrassed for a moment. Maybe he’s really the best in his family?
"I’m sorry, please stop drinking first."
Sugiyama walked on the stage and shouted at the snake’s family. His natural imperial perception was also very good, and he also thought of some very bad things
That incident should have been buried by history, and he never thought about it again.
The shame of the venue is that the elite of the snake family stopped as the Chinese fir became more and more uniform as an army. It was absolutely solemn and quiet, and the needles fell in the venue.
Zizi-Zizi-
They finally heard the self-building dome outside the meeting from all sides … Claw friction.
It’s like a spectre knocking at the door, trying to come to people to devour fresh flesh and blood.
Minamoto Chisei woke up a little drunk and his face sank. Although the wedding was over, it was the stage of entertaining guests, but no one would be in a good mood when he met such a thing on the big day.
He followed Lu Chen to Caesar’s table to see what had happened.
"Japan should have such a thing? Isn’t he already dead? "
Xia Mi muttered to himself with confusion.
"What is the situation now?"
Chuhang knows that they can’t compete with the real dragon king in this field.
Sugiyama has already hit the gate of the venue, and it’s already dark outside. It’s pure black, and even Tokyo won’t be so late at night, because there are always neon lights shining.
The rain falls and he can’t see anyone, and his world is full of people. There are a lot of people around him, like crying, laughing, panting and moaning, which are evenly distributed in every corner and every inch around him, as if the whole world is watching him in the dark.
The old emperor sneered and didn’t go out. He turned back and walked into the shadow of the living room, and the evil spirits dared to sneak attack.
"Interesting. Is this the wide-area Nibelungen?"
Caesar smiled. He ferrets out information.
He was very excited because he was a friend, the only one who had never been to Mount Fuji, a large Nibelongan with a dragon king class. After all, it was a second generation of outstanding people.
He missed several opportunities to kill the dragon king in Nibelungen because he was at odds with his family. I didn’t expect to attend Brother Yuan’s wedding this time but I met Nibelungen like this.
After hitting the gate from Sugiyama, the family members of Sheqi turned their heads and looked indecisive.
They finally smelled … the chilling smell of metal decay.
That’s the history of the smell of death metal elements. When alchemists described Nibelungen, they described this disturbing smell in detail.
And the smell of Liu Chen that table is very familiar.
"I’m a little confused."
Lu Chen sat at the table and looked indifferent. He was even in the mood to eat. He was hungry. "… what else do you have today?"
He asked Sugiyama to look at Minamoto Chisei’s expression, which he probably didn’t know.
And of course he doesn’t have to panic. It’s not a special Nibelungen, and he doesn’t feel any strong breath.
Now, his teammates around him have called Xia Mi’s school sister by mistake to "door" at any time, and nothing can pose a threat to them.
"It’s so noisy outside Gdzilla …"
Painted pear clothes mouth said that her senses are very sensitive, and she can more clearly perceive the noise outside, the whispers of evil spirits and the friction of claws.
Lu Chen got up and took out a paper towel, wiped her mouth and picked up the hip flask. "I told them to be quiet."
He went to the gate and twisted his neck as if he were lazy after dinner.
In the dark, the footsteps are raining harder and harder, and the sky flashes to illuminate the newcomers.
It was a man wearing a hat, and the rain poured down like a note. This antique-dressed guest was at least two meters high, and his chest was muscular. The guest lifted the hat up a little, with a crimson and ferocious face, a slender and straight nose and a golden glare in his pupils.
But this day and this way of visiting doesn’t look like coming to Minamoto Chisei to celebrate the wedding.
If Lu Chen knows Japanese mythology well enough, he can recognize that this guest should be a dog who said that it shouldn’t be so sudden. In the real world, it is a day in Japanese mythology!
Lu Chen raised his hand and took a sip of wine. This kind of sake with low alcohol concentration is no different from water for him. It should be used to dilute the taste in his mouth after a meal.
He shook the hip flask in his hand and grinned. "Would you like a wedding banquet?"
Responding to him is not a guest’s happy thanks, but a practice knife light.
Tengu pulled out the dark golden knife throat from the hemp fiber and made a scream between joy and crying. Many members of the Snake Family in the hall felt that their souls would be taken away by that strange sound.
For example, an ancient warrior who was lonely and high, wearing hemp fiber in a rainy night, would draw out his sword to kill someone who was in the way if he didn’t agree.
The dark golden ancient Dao Lu Chen stopped at three inches above his head. His other hand held out two fingers and easily caught the ancient Dao. The strength of the dog was suddenly resisted, and his arm trembled. There was a trace of disbelief in his eyes.
The hip flask rose and the young man’s hand crossed the black and red blood. The ferocious tengu head appeared in Lu Chen’s hand and was thrown on the muddy ground.
In the rain, he raised his hand to catch the falling hip flask and gulped down the Chinese wine. He glanced at those who were eager to move in the dark and said coldly, "Can’t I kill someone without a weapon?"
The voice fell, the rain curtain hovered, and the strong wind rose from the ground to the sky, accompanied by the figure of death dancing, and a bloody flower appeared in the darkness.