All the demons with card faces were invited, and there were a total of 20 seats except the master. Because he was the master brother, he took the first seat on the left, opposite to the peacock who had been blown up by the rookie, who was teasing a starling with a black feather with a grain of wheat.

As soon as he saw the demon, the demon turned away and said, "Huh."

It is also arrogant and coquettish enough.

The banquet was just full, the singing and dancing had not yet begun, and it was still lively.

The demons drank a lot of wine for nothing, and they were also full of alcohol. They were not drunk, but they were all unrestrained, and a few of them were in the form of demons, which can be said to be dancing with demons.

The architecture on the edge of the edge is in the style of the Han and Tang dynasties, and so are the seats. The ground was covered with a mat and a futon, and the monsters sat on the futon at will, either cross-legged or supported, but did not sit as upright as Ren Yifei.

However, the sitting posture did not arouse any doubt.

As we all know, Hejun is fussy and fastidious.

Ren Yifei's eyelids are half-drooping and his eyelashes cast a shadow. Although he has a resume, he still needs to pay more attention to more details.

There are not so many troubles among its players, and they don't have to pretend to be their original owners, and it doesn't matter if they are recognized by npc. As long as they don't break a certain rule, npc will be itching and can't touch them.

Sam is just like a player, he doesn't need to play the original owner, and he is not his strong suit. But he won't break the rules and make himself a star.

As the winner of the challenge, the position of the winner is very low, the last one on the right. It is also convenient for you to take the performance of many demons on the left into your eyes.

From the first demon in white on the left to the player with the challenger on the opposite side, he has seen it one by one, and there are several characters who are lucky players of high-level demons.

People can tell who the players are as soon as they look at each other. Unless there is a thousand faces, or the camouflage ability of the blind youth in the last copy, most players are obvious in the game.

Npc will talk to players, and once players show obvious flaws in 'non-npc'', they will be excluded by the npc community. This kind of temptation may be about characters, or it may be about some common sense.

Npc will not kill unexposed players, but will do everything they can to spoil the player's business and add trouble to the players. Therefore, the popularity of npc is very important.

The higher the error rate in the npc Q & A, the lower the goodwill.

Sam tried not to speak to reduce his error rate. Most players are the same as girls, who try to pretend to be drunk and refuse to contact and chat up npc.

One player even leaned directly on the square table: please don't disturb me if you are drunk.

Guests gathered in the main hall, and there were more players waiting in their small rooms in every corner.

The maid's warning is by no means aimless, and the players are not newcomers. They hold at least one r-level card in their hands, and they still have ten times of game experience. So people know very well that sneaking out is definitely a rule-breaking act, and the market is likely to become a midday meal.

But on the other hand, the more the rules do not allow, the more clues are hidden. Anyone who can make a lot of money has gone to the criminal law, and the truth is the truth.

Some players who are stranded in the room are hesitant, do they want to save their lives, or do they go further?

A player is in the room thinking for a moment, thinking about whether wealth is derived from risk or whether it is out of the house after all.

Outside the house is a long corridor and outside is a small courtyard. The small yard was very lively. You could see the birds and hear the wind blowing the branches, but on a rustling night, there was no sound in the yard, there was no wind, only the quiet moonlight.

There was no one outside, and the maid, who was often moved by Bai Jing, was gone.

A player crept into a corner porch against a wall. There are rooms on both sides, and the occupant's sign is still hanging on the door.

A hole was cut out in the wooden door of a room, and a player accidentally met the eye on the doorway, and both were speechless.

"Hello?"

"well, hello."

To bid farewell to a small accident, the player went on to play the game, and the player who drilled the hole was still staring at it.

"Ah!" The player inside the door gave a short cry, his eyes wide and frightened as he covered his mouth. The player seems to have stepped into a certain space just now, and his body disappears little by little.

The players who are still exploring the gallery are not aware of anything unusual at the end of the game.

He is very careful, the road does not make a sound, and people are always in a state of vigilance.

The lounge is very bright, and the oil lamps on both sides glow brightly. Players can clearly see the texture of the floor on which the feet are standing, the brown floor, and the reddish-brown lines.

After taking a few steps, the closed doors on both sides seemed to be covered by something invisible and slowly vanished.

The reddish-brown lines on the floor spilled over a grain of ant-sized mucus, the reddish-brown lines puffed like tiny blood vessels, and the walls on both sides of the gallery wriggled.

The player suddenly turned back, but there was nothing wrong with the room, the walls and the floor.

He thought something was wrong, but if he looked carefully, he gritted his teeth and slowly touched the wall.

Sweet smell.

Ever since the banquet was filled with oil lamps, the sweet smell in the oysters has become very strong, mixed with the incense of burning oysters, and turned into a pungent smell.

The people at the party didn't know anything about it.

Everyone was drinking. Ren Yifei only asked for water, clean water.

He doesn't even drink tea.

The oil lamp is mixed with that kind of dizzying sweetness, who knows if there is anything else in the drinks?

He became more and more vigilant. Apart from the water, he didn't taste any fresh fruit on the small square table.

Fortunately, Hejun is a kind of person. If there is another kind of unscrupulous libertarian, Ren Yifei will have to grab a maid and feed them by adjusting the maid, so as to avoid the fate of the entrance of food.

There are not a few players who worry as much as the players.

Looking ahead, three of the twenty big demon seats neither play with the maid nor drink heavily, which is very eye-catching.

And among the demons who found the maid to play, there were also two players who had been listening to the conversation at the party all the time.

"Hejun seems to be in a lack of interest?" The demon on Ren Yifei's right is holding a gorgeous banshee in one hand and a wine jar in the other. "is it that some banshees are not strong enough, or is the wine not strong enough?"

Ren Yifei held a water cup and said, "is the banshee not enough?" Is the wine not strong enough? And you're still in the mood to watch it? "

"Ah," said the demon, letting go of the beautiful thing in his hand and sat down with wine in his arms. "I don't want you to say anything to him."

Ren Yifei was surprised and slowed down by drinking water: "what is it supposed to be like?"

"you." The big demon wanted to say that the peacock on the other side put his glass heavily and said, "I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and he Jun has also learned to eat and talk to people." He thought that he Jun could not see anyone in his eyes. "

"you haven't changed much." Ren Yifei dodged the important points and took the problem over.

If you look at the original owner, you should be more arrogant and clean-eyed.

Ren Yifei adjusts his personal settings with the newly added information. However, is it too much to say that you have gone too far in dealing with the needs of some demons?

Since it is a more arrogant type, I am afraid that the first reason is not to go back, but to ignore it and not to respond at all. Even if you pay attention to it, respond to it, and resent it, it is estimated that it will be the last word and will not say too much.

Ren Yifei was very annoyed.

It's just that there is no occasional regret now, and there is still an uphill battle. He hurriedly cleaned up his mood and reduced the expression on his face.

Ren Yifei talked while he was talking, and the demons in his place were also talking in twos and threes. During this period, he talked about the entanglements on the territory and the gossip of various demons.

Players all listen up, but the demons stop at the point, and then they drink and flirt with people, one by one pretending to be "drunk today".

"the banquet is really tacky and tasteful, and it adds a little color to the banquet." The big demon on the top of the wine stood and took a wine gourd in his arms and patted it, "go."

The wine gourd was covered with a golden texture, and there were branches with green fluorescence protruding from the cracks in the wooden floor, growing up, sturdy, protruding vines, pushing out green leaves and blooming flowers.

The petals fall down and let the tea fly away, dizzy and ripple in a circle.

The room has become a green sea. Deep and light, bright gray, green of various colors crisscross in the eyes, and white deer wear in them.

A bird called Yoyou when it came to Ren Yifei's body.

"Deer Fairy, decades have passed, why is your taste still the same? What is there to see in the forest? everyone is tired of seeing it. " The female demon with antlers rolled up her sleeves, and the green trees, safflower and white deer turned into a spot of light and went into the floor one by one.

"Ooh -" with a whale crowing from the ancient depths of the sea, a group of brightly colored swimming fish swam into the house.

The sea is like the deep sea, coral and seaweed grow from the side, the seahorse shakes with the water, and the small fish in the coral spit out a string of bubbles.

Ren Yifei reached out and poked a bubble and a bubble burst. And the little fish swam past the fish and turned around its fingers. It took a slight bite on the cymbal, but there was no feeling of being eaten on its fingers.

"Ooh -" the huge whale appeared in the bird with a silver-blue spot of light, and the huge and amazing head swam into it, slowly through the bodies of the demons, wagging its tail and leaving it.

Giant pink jellyfish, traveling sea turtles and sea creatures disguised as aquatic plants are all passing by the eyes of the birds.

"No, no, no, no."

After clapping his hands, the undersea scenery of the Crystal Dragon Palace also turned into a spot of light. A group of people with tunes of lute, flute, Yueqin and other music sit in the corner.

Two volumes of paintings flew out of the big demon sleeves, one on one side and the other on one side. The people in the painting floated out with puffs of smoke, and there was the sound of bamboo music accompanied by singing.

Some of the beautiful dancers in the picture surround her guests and friends, and the bells on her ankles make a crisp sound as her body wiggles.

They leaned gently against the guests, winking their eyes like silk, while scraping the necks and backs of the guests with long fingernails, their red lips like ripe fruit, revealing sweet fragrance.

The most beautiful and beautiful dancer saw Ren Yifei on the upper left. She bit the purple gauze and her eyes were like a hook.

However, the other side took care of itself to drink water and think about it, and didn't even answer one of eyes.

Wuji stomped her feet, let go of the gauze, turned around her husband, and twisted all the way to Ren Yifei and Yun.

As soon as she unfolded the tulle in her hand, the lilac gauze covered her face, and the hazy fragrance wrapped her.

Through the yarn, can only see that the twisted white waist is as soft as a snake, and the small navel is affixed with bright red gems, which is set off by snow-white skin.

"Oh, my Lord."

The voice of the dancer was coquettish and charming, as if she could no longer stand, and she snuggled up to her, but Ren Yifei just glanced at her coldly. With a touch of disgust, the eyes are like a sword, breaking the beauty and ambiguity deliberately created.

The dancing girl was called "the eye", and she could not help but take two steps back. The purple veil with the jade crown hairpin on her head, the jade crown slid to the ground and broke into two halves.

Everyone's attention has been attracted.

Lost the crown, scattered hair, Ren Yifei did not look embarrassed.

She knelt on the ground and waited for the demon's anger without saying a word. Ren Yifei did not look at her. She poured water for herself and drank it in one mouthful: "go ahead."

All the demons are stunned. Have you ever seen the disheveled appearance of Crane?

Ebony-like hair wrapped in ice and snow-like face, thick eyelashes pull out a micro-pick eyeliner, lips ruddy, because of the water, more like the petals rolling dew, light and soft, fragrant and sweet, really want a bite.

"you don't know what to do, you don't want to know who you are." Black feather starling is holding a flower that I don't know where to turn into a flower that doesn't know where it is.

Its real owner, the peacock demon, blackened his face, pinched his wings and tucked them back into his sleeve: "your master is making a fuss."

The dancing girl refused to leave, so she looked at Ren Yifei eagerly with water waves in her eyes, and posted the words: "my Lord, I will tie your hair."

Hejun is a flower of Gaoling. I don't know how many people regard sleeping in a haze as an affirmation and achievement of their own charm, and the dancer is ready to move. She thought she had been spared, more or less special.

"Let's go."

In the end, it is a big demon, and he is unwilling to do so, and no one else can press him to force him. Wu Ji bit the ear on the wreath on her chest and looked back step by step, her eyes filled with sorrow, hoping that she could change her mind.

Unfortunately, what she met was an iceberg, and she had to be disappointed.

The demon who threw the scroll out of the picture patted the wine jar and said, "have you refused?" Are you really going to cut off the world of mortals? "

Ren Yifei was about to speak when the corner door rang with a voice: "brother, are you sorry?"

Hear the sound before the man arrives.

It was the host of the party.