It was late at night, and the hall, which had been a bit noisy not long ago, gradually became quiet now.
After being trapped by Mo Tifeng's energy net and struck by Zhou Yuan's sword, He Qiuya never appeared again.
More than two hours have passed, and it's not just the upper class cabin.
Even the lower cabin, which had been a bit chaotic before, became quiet at this time because of people's sleepiness.
Zhou Yuan was in the corner, sitting on a chair with his back against the wall, very quiet.
He could vaguely sense that He Qiuya was hiding in a corner.
But where exactly it is, I can't find it at all.
This is the biggest trouble.
If he could catch that guy, attack with all his strength, and use a few more knives, Zhou Yuan felt that there was still hope to eliminate her.
The only problem is that you can't catch that guy at all.
Zhou Yuan's gaze kept scanning the crowd.
Perhaps He Qiuya was hiding in the crowd at this time.
A chill suddenly rose behind my back.
"Come again?"
Zhou Yuan felt that although He Qiuya had become a fox demon.
But her character is somewhat similar to humans.
In other words, it is somewhat similar to some psychologically twisted perverts among humans.
Otherwise, I wouldn't bother myself so tirelessly.
After being pushed back once, she had to catch up again.
Things couldn't stop, as if they were trying to make Zhou Yuan collapse in this way.
However, on a battlefield with millions of people, Zhou Yuan did not collapse no matter what horrific scenes he faced.
Over the past many years, his character has become as hard as a rock.
This bit of training was too childish for him.
Even the appearance of He Qiuya could not cause any ups and downs in his character.
"Are you waiting for me?"
He Qiuya's voice appeared from behind.
A pair of white palms suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Yuan's eyes before he could close his eyes.
Those palms pressed against his eyes!
The world in front of Zhou Yuan fell into darkness.
Before taking action, He Qiuya's slightly satisfied voice came to his ears.
"Enjoy it well, what you encounter next will be unforgettable in your life."
Zhou Yuan had already pulled out the Asura knife hanging from his waist.
But before he took action, He Qiuya's palm had disappeared.
Zhou Yuan subconsciously turned around and looked.
Although there is a wall behind him, it is not difficult for He Qiuya, as a fox demon, to appear and disappear.
But when the world in front of him became clearer, he discovered that that was not the case at all.
He Qiuya's hand covered his eyes for less than a second.
But he had already moved from his original seat to the center of the hall.
In front of him was a disheveled girl, wearing the unique clothes of a servant. At this time, her eyes were red, and she was slumped on the ground in fear and inexplicable. She looked up at Zhou Yuan in front of her with a nervous expression.
Zhou Yuan looked around, the hall was brightly lit, and everyone was staring at him.
Some even had extremely angry looks on their faces.
"Things are not what you think."
Zhou Yuan put away the Asura sword and said with a little helplessness.
Is this what is called unforgettable?
He was thinking in his mind.
"Zhou Yuan! What on earth do you want to do!"
Dongfang Lu suddenly stood up, stared at Zhou Yuan, and roared angrily.