Cold night, valley.

Several bonfires lit up the open space in the group of wooden houses, and groups of people began to gather here in twos and threes. Gradually, the sound of talking and laughing, the sound of children playing, the sound of dry wood cracking. It kept coming out, and there was an atmosphere of joy.

This is like a bonfire atmosphere, naturally celebrating the success of the ambush a few days ago, and the food problem was solved.

In fact, the party should have been held on the same day, but after all, some companions died, and everyone was not in that mood for a while, so it was postponed to today.

The crowd continued to gather, and Darren and Borg arrived one after another. In a moment Joshua dragged Dawn over, and the bonfire party officially began.

Dawn did not intend to come, but he has learned a little about the skill "shadow hiding" and is waiting for further efforts. But Joshua dragged him over directly for a very reasonable reason, saying that Dawn was huddled in the cave all day and would be degraded if he didn't get some air. The conditions of the grey army are difficult, and of course the bonfire party will not be complicated. It is to kill a few livestock and set up a barbecue, and the crowd dances around the bonfire and so on. Some old people around them are playing vast northern tunes with pipe violins made up of bamboo, and sometimes there are children messing around and blowing them around. Simple but pristine joy.

At such times, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates, and Darren is picking up a big bowl of wine naked at this time. The color of the wine is clear and light, it seems to be brewed by some kind of fruit, and it has a kind of sour and spicy feeling.

Dawn sat in the corner and took a sip, looking at the happy scene in the field. How on earth did he do it? The gray army on one side looked at Dawn, his face a little complicated, and he wanted to make a toast, but he dared not come forward with some scruples.

Dawn now has a delicate position in the gray army, although he has not yet officially joined, but he has been recognized by everyone. Originally, after getting along for a few days, he knew each other well, but his performance of attacking and killing the infantry captain that day was so amazing that it was a little frightening. Then he hid in the cave for a few days, giving people an ancient and strange feeling, reminiscent of the appearance of the monster when he first arrived.

"Don, I didn't drag you here to hide and think about life!" A bright and joyful voice sounded.

Dawn turned helplessly. "who's hiding? I'm watching."

"here, see for yourself!" Joshua pointed around.

"er." Dawn looked around and could not help but hold his forehead. Just now he had been thinking about his skills, so he found a place in a trance, unexpectedly in the shadow of the bonfire outside the crowd.

I have to say, from this place now, the killer's habit has been deeply reflected in Dawn, which is the most inconspicuous place in the room and can see the overall situation.

Quickly change the subject: "I like quiet.". Tut-tut, you look beautiful tonight! "

"Oh, is there? Thank you. " Joshua turned around happily. Although she was a cloth skirt, it did not affect her charm in the slightest way.

"you're welcome, of course." Dawn assured with the killer's intuition that there were at least a hundred eyes sneaking a peek at her during her turn.

"Ha ha. Don, let's dance. " Joshua held out her hand.

Dawn touched his nose. "well, I really don't know that!"

"Hi, Joshua." Another voice came, and Borg came out of the crowd with a smile. "you look beautiful tonight." Well, good evening, brother Arthur. "

Lapel black dress, straight shoulder. Not very exaggerated, but very neat, you can see that the host made a lot of effort.

"Thank you." Joshua smiled. The second compliment is naturally not as effective as the first one. "good evening!" Dawn replied with a smile and nodded.

"how did you get here? come on in, it's busy." Borg was very enthusiastic and then said, "Joshua, can I ask you for a dance?"

"Uh." Joshua blinked. "can you jump?"

"of course." Borg raised his chin slightly. At least he used to be an aristocrat and professionally trained.

"Oh, I see. Can I dance with you later? I'm sorry, Arthur. He can't. I have to teach him first. "

". Yes, you can. " Borg smiled.

"Thank you. Arthur, let's go. "

"Hello, hello!" Dawn smiled helplessly at Borg and was dragged into the court by Joshua.

Bogg loosened his fastened collar and his smile faded, his face a little dark. He used to be an aristocrat and knew the meaning of the first dance at the party. "Mr. Borg, you."

Bogoran turned, nodded, took the other side's big bowl, looked up and drank it.

"how much do you want to put."

"poof. Cough, cough. "

"Hot oil. Ugh! " The peasant woman carrying a pheasant looked at Borg blankly and wondered how she drank my bowl full of spicy oil seasoning. In the field, Joshua is directing Dawn.

"put your left hand here and go down a little bit. Well, yes, give me your right hand again. "

Dawn, holding Qiao Xiayu's slender waist, could not help but feel the urge to touch his nose. Wear more clothes in winter, but you can still feel each other's graceful curve, coupled with the fragrance of scratching people from time to time. "Let's start with the simplest action, come on, step left, take it back."

Looking at Joshua's earnest look, Dawn suddenly felt a little ashamed. Ahem, color is empty, and emptiness is color. Gradually dance steps, speed up, the two began to become smooth and tacit understanding.

"Why, Don, are you sure you haven't learned it?" Joshua said in surprise.

Dawn shook his head. "not really."

"this is incredible!"

"is there? Maybe you taught me well. "

Oh, I'm a killer. Are you trying to stumble me with this little balance trick? You are so naive!

"Oh, dear!"

"well, I'm sorry." Dawn hurriedly released his foot on Joshua's shoes. Nima, joy leads to sorrow. "it doesn't matter, well, then, let's do something complicated."

…… Shaoqing, who danced in a circle, gradually stopped.

They all turned their eyes to the middle of the field, where a man and a woman were dancing in various styles. Among them, the women are bright and beautiful, and the men are. Uh, good temperament. From the beginning of raw, to gradually comfortable. They wield a variety of or soft and chic, or smart and elegant dance movements, dizzying.

Dance is a skill that can put people into the soul, and with the gradual tacit understanding between the two, an inexplicable atmosphere seems to be slowly emerging. With the freeze of the last action, Dawn leaned over and supported Joshua's thin waist.

Looking at the jade face in front of her, Lanzhi's crimson lips, Dawn suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat and a little dry in his lips. Under the influence of the ghost, Dawn gradually fell down. Joshua's pink lips moved slightly, as if she was afraid to refuse, and she seemed to be infatuated with it and felt reluctant to stop. To approach, approach, etc. Joshua suddenly closed her eyes with a touch of purples on her face. This action gave Don Enmo great courage, held his breath and went down. Suddenly, the sky shook and roared, "enemy attack!"