The music of the ball stopped suddenly, and those invitations to dance were naturally withdrawn as the melody dissipated.
The person who walked up to Van Helsing was a gentleman in black dress.
Our love saint, our dream lover, our century-old legend, the brightest star at our ball - Don Giovanni.
Don Giovanni stood three inches outside the lava pool with a sense of restraint. Even though the lava was about to cool down, he didn't seem to want to get some dirt mixed with flesh and blood on the soles of his shoes.
"Hello, I'm Don Giovanni. It's an honor to see your performance." The gentleman's eyes were filled with stars, containing countless possibilities.
"I know you, big star." Van Helsing was not ready to kill anyone on sight, so he shook Don Giovanni's hand with his remaining intact arm.
Tight and powerful.
"No, you don't know." Don Giovanni shook his head, "To know a person, you must use your own eyes and body, not just your ears. Am I right?"
Yes, everything you said is right, but we have no eyes.
Li Yue turned the distorted eyes in Fan Hexin's eyes and nodded. He didn't like the roundabout way of communication.
"Hey, just say that name doesn't sound familiar..." The businessman also tried to smooth things over.
Zeng Wei was also sure that the bomb blast just now revealed too much debt, and stared at the businessman with murderous intentions.
"Of course I do, it's just a few flies, you are the little star of the ball~" Harroz picked up Hessinfanny's face and hugged her hard.
"You think... after the last dance, you haven't had a chance to eliminate each other's prejudices, right?" Fanny Helsing saw that it was difficult for Zeng Weifen, Hannibal, Van Helsing and Li Yueqing to communicate.
I can only sing a double act with Harrods.
However, the businessman seemed to have no intention of renewing the conversation, and his eyes wandered between Hessing Fanny and Zeng Weifen.
The growth of self-healing bones takes time, and Zeng Weifen's hands can only be soft temporarily.
"Sir Zeng Weifen...are you the demon hunter who once used the magic mirror in the Colosseum with a Kingston?" Hessing Fanny opened his tie, "During this time...the buzzing of flies
Very irritable..."
Hannibal was the first to express his stance.
Helsingfanny took a heavy sip of wine and spoke.
The seven brave men introduced themselves to Helsingfanny respectively. The nobles, warriors and merchants sitting next to them also listened patiently, rolling their eyes, looking for a suitable opportunity to enter the market.
The noble nodded and drank.
As soon as Oujibu's shadow disappeared, he suddenly felt that he, Van Helsing, and Tsang Weikade had become someone's prey.
A new room could be opened without an invitation to a private ball. Oujibu observed the aristocratic and reluctant expressions on his face, compared with Hessing Fanny's joy and expectation, and thought about the possibility of meeting Zeng Weifenji at that ball.
.
But now, in order to talk nonsense with Hannibal, Van Helsing and Li Yuequade, Okeb's shadow only enveloped seven of his own people...
"Exactly." Zeng Weifenni nodded, "This is a very special dance, worth recalling over and over again and sharing with others..."
"My dear nobleman, you see that you have a habit of looking up to the brave, and you should change it." Hessinfanny raised his glass to the nobleman.
"So your dear Mr. Harrods will also blame you for leaking the guest's secret, right?" Zeng Weifenni smoothed the messy hair from his forehead.
"No, we also have doctors." Fan Helsing sat next to Zeng Weifen and pushed Zeng Weifen's shoulder. Only then did Dandan remember that he needed to treat Tang Ji, and quickly sewed up his damaged arm with binding thread.
"What's the matter?" Zeng Wei really understood what Zeng Weifenni wanted to do when he unbuttoned his collar.
"It's really possible to get along with stupid young men like them." The soldier seemed to be unbearable in such an embarrassing atmosphere. He took out an invitation letter to a private dance and was about to leave with the nobles and businessmen.
【Is it credible?】
Dandan knew that Zeng Wei was just asking himself, and he was very unfamiliar with communicating and sharing ideas among the seven of them.
"Please take a seat. I think we can get acquainted again." Don Giovanni seemed to be aware of Li Yue's feelings and thoughtfully welcomed the demon hunter whose arms exploded back to his seat.
"But before that, do you need a bandage?" Don Giovanni pointed to Van Helsing's arm, "I know a very good doctor, and her skills are really great."
During the discussion, Tang Ji suddenly saw such a reminder pop up in his mind.
"Bad, bad, make a friend." Zeng Weifen folded a fan to cover her face, stretched out her cake skirt, and her brain and pituitary gland in front of her head did not feel hot at all.
Wait a minute, Hannibal? What a stupid name?
Tang Ji asked Dandan inwardly.
"Don Giovanni? King of the Colosseum, villain?" Hessinfanny was afraid that our words would surprise us, and he was afraid that he would understand our thoughts. "What kind of secret is that? It is absolutely necessary to create mutual pleasure."
"Of course~ You are here to have fun, there is no need to waste a bad mood, because he will also know who among us is who tomorrow night..."
"Flies?" Tang Ji looked around the small hall and found that except for a few humans pretending to be fly demons, there were indeed flies.
Although the nobleman had an expression on his face, he was very happy in his heart, thinking that the brave man would be so kind and forgiving.
"You can't provide you with the whereabouts of Don Qiaowanji, just treat it as a friend." Hessin Fanny smiled like a spring, "You can do other things as well..."
After all, that little star is a contestant who can interfere with the retreat of the dance.
"A few days ago, you saw flies under a private dance." Hessinfanny winked at O'Keeb, not saying anything at all. He understood what he meant.
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"What are they talking about? You are just asking us how we met Don Qiaowanji." Zeng Weifen also followed Oujibu's example and played a straight game. "If they are helping me, don't interrupt."
That proves that there are no unanalysed demons in the induction.
O'Kib, Hannibal, and Li Yueqiao looked at each other, thinking that if we feel the charm of Hessefanny, is it because we have no brains?
[Well, pay attention to Haixin Fanny, that person is very strange...]
[Analysis...7%...]
"Private dance? Doesn't he have an invitation letter?" Hannibal exchanged glances with Zeng Weifen, Van Helsing and Li Yueqing in a tacit understanding and asked decisively.
"What, what happened was a shame? It's such a pity..." As soon as Hessefanny rang the bell, the enchanting figure of Harrods appeared next to him.
When the music stopped, the guests replenished their energy and sweated, and the Devil's Ball temporarily retreated into an intense rest period.
Harroz's eyes were drawn to it involuntarily.
【Do you actually have a choice?】
"He knew?" O'Kib turned to Hessinfanny.
"Mine?" The businessman pointed to the invitation in the soldier's arms at the right time, and pointed to the private dance with my mouth.
As for the missing skin and flesh, Zeng Weifen tore it off from under her and Li Yueqade's bodies, sewed it down, and weakly "self-healed" it, slowly sewing Oujibu's broken arm into a soft balloon.
"Nonsense... there's not much you can do~" Harroz leaned down.
[Of course I want to go. Did you come there to find Don Giovanni? 】
Looking back, when Hessefanny arrived, it was Zeng Weifen who raised the question of "Don Giovanni"?
"What do you say?" Zeng Weifen raised her chin to the noble, wanting to ask me whether I should continue to fight or cooperate. There was one Hessin Fanny under the long table. Tang Ji felt that if he could use the staff of deception, he would try his best to do it.
Use for bad.
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