Chapter 19 Master 7

The night sky is silent, and the catharsis scene is completely silent. Above the sky, the stars are shining, and a full moon emits a soft and bright light, shining on the earth hazy and looming.

Under the night, led by Paris, about 20 warriors wore night clothes and wrapped in black cloth on their heads, flashed like the shadow of the night. They flew by and ran directly to a palace.

Kowloon quietly followed Paris, holding his breath as much as he can, restraining his breath, and gently holding the hilt of the long sword in his hand. Maybe there was a bitter battle waiting for him tonight.

Kowloon runs, but its brain is running rapidly. In the night, Kowloon's eyes are like shining gems, sometimes flashing a fierce light. Time passes in a second. The closer it is to the room, the more alert Kowloon is to this upcoming battle and is ready to fight at any time.

This war, the universe has been the most powerful. Since then, Kowloon has a foothold in Allen Manor, and a beautiful blueprint has slowly formed in Kowloon's mind. There are beautiful and naughty, lively and lovely Mesomea in the blueprint, and there are also crazy shouts, constantly cursing themselves...

At this time, there was a happy scene in the welcome hall. The hall was brightly lit and the candlelighted brilliantly. Countless beautiful maids put a rich dinner on the table, and the wine glasses jingled. The noble young ladies wore beautiful dresses and talked with each other and enjoyed themselves.

This is a matching party specially organized by Master Fei Li, in which most of the noble young masters in the Leren tribe were invited, and the four major estates participating in the wrestling competition were naturally included.

On the small round table, three candles slowly burned, and drops of wax tears slowly flowed down. Gallier fixedly looked at the wax tears that fell into the lamp. There was no sadness or joy in his heart. He gently took a sip of wine. Gallier was silent again, and the laughter in the lively hall. For Galil, everything was completely ignored. Smell.

"Dear Master Gary, why do you drink wine alone? In the four major manor wrestling, the West Asia Manor won the first place with absolute strength. The West Asia Manor earned a lot of gold and silver this time, but as the owner of the West Asia Manor, he was unhappy here and talked about himself. Comfort."

The person who came is the stature Miss Nice. Whenever Gary is depressed, the first person to appear must be Nice. Nice is like the shadow of Galile, paying attention to Galile all the time.

"Shut up, don't mention the slave who betrayed his glory, Roxus. If it hadn't been for me, Galil, he would still be a mining slave in my West Asian black iron vein. Damn Roxus has made me suffer a great shame!" Galil cursed Jiulong fiercely and looked at the center of the dance floor with hatred.

"Miss Nice, come and have a toast!" Gary seemed to be intoxicated by tonight's pairing party and spoke vaguely. He grabbed Nice, raised his cup, made a crisp sound with Nice's cup, and then drank it all.

Nice was hugged by Galil, and her heart was slightly proud. She stroked Galil's white and bright face and smiled intoxicatedly. Then her eyes involuntarily looked at Diria.

Tonight, Daria was dressed in a white dress and fell to the ground. The infinite enchanting amorous feelings of the skirt were inlaid with gems on it. The infinite enchanting feelings twisting in the candlelight dance floor surprised a group of pervert nobles.

At this time, Fei Li was holding Delia's white little hand, stepping on the noble dance steps, and twisting the graceful dance posture. The two danced in the middle of the dance floor, sometimes rubbing their skin, which made the laborious young master dance harder.

"My dear sister Delia, you are really an angel who fell from the mortal world. There are wonderful fairy sounds around you all the time..." The laborious lips brushed Delia's ear, and the sound blew in Delia's ears.

"Count Feili, although you are not my brother, for the face of the great Chief Leren, I respectfully call you brother. Although you are the personal son of Chief Leren, I still want to warn you not to bully my husband Gary, otherwise you can't bear the anger of Chief Leren!"

"My sister, how can you say such a disappointing topic with such a beautiful scenery..." She danced hard, matched with Delia's graceful dance, looked at Delia's deep cleavage with lust, and greedily sucked a charming body fragrance.

"Count Fei Li, don't have any illusions about me. Be careful that I dig your eyes!" The laborious eyes were attracted by Delia, and the dance step was accidentally slowed down. Delia looked at the laborious and confused eyes and said viciously.

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At the end of the song, Young Master Fei Li reluctantly let go of Delia's hand, scanned the hall, and finally fell on Gary's body. He saw Galile gently holding Nice. The two were like glue, drinking red wine and chatting sweetly.

"Damn Galil, why are you always surrounded by so many beautiful women, and the good girls in the world are occupied by him alone!" He said hard and walked towards his small round table step by step.

Boborich also held a glass of red wine in his hand and took a small sip. He saw that Fei Li sat down and nodded gently to Fei Li. A small voice came to Fei Li's ears. "Loxus has begun to act. Everything is going well. Roxus has also tamed the warrior. Now they are going to En Count Ge's residence!"

"Is that old dog Enger having a good time tonight?" He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Boborich.

"Look!" Master Feili's eyes looked in the direction pointed by Boborich. Sure enough, the white-haired Count Enger sat on his stool, smiling, gently sucking wine and narrowing his eyes happily.

"Good!" Fei Li said a good one, "Quietly monitor Count Enger and don't let him find any clues until Operation Roxus is successful!"

"Don't worry, young master, I, Popoliqi, will do things, and there will be no harm!" Boborich smiled confidently and looked at it with a smile.

"Why do I feel restless tonight!" Count Enger took a sip of wine, frowned slightly, and looked around, surrounded by a sea of joy. Suddenly, he felt an unusual scene that tonight's dance was too calm and there was nothing but joy.

"Is my feeling wrong!" Count Enger narrowed his eyes again and quietly felt the movements of everyone in the field, the rhythmic footsteps on the dance floor, chatting on the ground, and all kinds of voices entered his mind one by one.

brush——

Suddenly, Count Enger suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he did not turn his head. He muttered softly, "Spiritual shooting! Unexpectedly, someone uses his mental strength to supervise himself all the time!"

"Be careful to sail the ten-thousand-year ship! In case of accident, you will be at a loss!" Count Enger suddenly woke up and didn't want to think about it. Everything was too abnormal tonight, and caution was his style of action.

Count Enger slowly stood up and walked out of the door as he greeted the nobles.

"Hmm?" Boborich suddenly condensed, closed his eyes gently, and his spirit quickly enlarged, waiting for Count Enger unremittingly.

In a short time, Count Enger came back hummingly. After waiting for a while, Count Enger went out again. Within a few minutes, he came back again.

"What the hell is Count Enger doing? Is it annoying to go in and out?" Boborich stared at Count Enge. Under his monitoring, Count Enge went in and out several times, which made Boborich a little impatient.

Once again, Count Enger went out with a mysterious smile on his face. When he walked to the door, he suddenly brushed it, and the figure of Count Enger suddenly disappeared without a trace. However, Popolici, who was sitting with his eyes closed, did not know at all. Count Enger had no news.

In the palace where Count Enger rested, the black lights were blind. In more than a dozen side rooms, there were sleeping people in each room. These were all Count Engue's servants. They were already asleep, and their even breathing twitched gently.

At this moment, two ghost-like figures floated in. They sneaked into the door and looked up and down. Suddenly, the two gestured to each other and rushed up.

The two flashed and covered the servant with a quilt. After three or five times, they completely tied up the servant, and their mouths were stuffed with a large ball of cloth, and they could not make any sound at all.

After finishing all this, the two warriors took the servants away quietly without making any sound from beginning to end.

The time passed slowly, and Jiulong and Paris stood outside. Their eyes were dark, quietly waiting for one servant after another to be escorted out, and their nervous hearts were always raised in their throats.

"There are still a few left!" Jiulong looked at Paris and whispered.

"Two!" Paris's voice came from the night.

At this time, a violent explosion suddenly came from the room, followed by two howls, and the sad howls broke the silent night.