The depression that had lasted for more than a month was released in the laughter caused by Bergbird. The actions of a group of strangers on the suspended bridge attracted countless forgotten people to watch.
At first, they just watched, but then whoever was the madman pushed his companions down the moat first, causing a large-scale farce and the entire underground city went crazy.
In the sea of joy, no matter how scary they look, at this moment, the cheerful atmosphere covers up the ferocious appearance.
Looking around, Dongchen suddenly discovered that they actually had a different kind of beauty. This kind of beauty was beautiful in sadness and beautiful in desolation.
"Thank you."
Akali Wanfeng knelt down gently, held the two corners of her cloak with both hands, and performed an ancient womanly etiquette.
Dongchen, who was showing off in front of his companions just now, was embarrassed by her: "It's not all my fault, everyone has a share."
The Forgotten Ones naturally knew who brought about the changes in the dungeon. When Dongchen and the others came to the hotel, they were greeted by a group of crazy ghosts. They roared and shouted, and they didn't know which garbage heap they dug out.
The heavy metal instruments erupted with a soul-trembling sound. The shocking, grinding sound of scrap metal made Dongchen and others think of the Despair.
Bergobald looked at those musical instruments lustfully, the look of disappointment in his eyes flashed away, and then turned into madness.
With his big head holding the flying long balloons, his hands raised in the air and wildly twisting his waist, the familiar Bergbird abandoned his identity in the ocean of joy. Under his leadership, the entire team fell into a carnival.
The joyful madness is extremely enjoyable, but the result is not very good. The living cannot outlast the dead. If Akali Goodnight hadn't discovered the little angel's exhaustion, a whole bunch of people might have died of joy.
"They are so crazy!" Christina looked at the Forgotten Ones who were still going crazy outside with lingering fear, her green cat eyes showing deep fatigue.
"I'm so sorry, they haven't been this happy for a long time." Wanfeng stood at the door sheepishly, bowed deeply again, and gently closed the door: "You guys have a good rest, I'm leaving first."
There is a large handful of holy Bianhua flowers at the bedside, which exudes a faint fragrance and absorbs the smell of corruption cleanly.
Dongchen hugged Christina lovingly and lay beside the bed, Annie slept sweetly beside him, and Ai Weier lay in the back, sulking. Dongchen stretched out his hand to touch her, and the little goblin twisted her body hard without looking back.
, said nothing. Facing this little pepper who was always losing his temper, Dongchen smiled evilly and stretched his hand into the quilt. Taking the fluffy and smooth fox tail in his hand, Ai Weier's body suddenly straightened up.
"Don't...don't move..."
The breathy murmurs reveal the suppressed temptation. Of course, nothing can really happen during the wild trip. Now that she has her own world, the fox gene in Ai Wei'er has exploded. The natural beauty is like a lit firecracker, and the charming fox fragrance trembles with it.
It spread all over the body, and Christina was the first to notice something was wrong.
"Antique, you bastard..."
The coquettish scolding was very harsh at first, but within two words it turned into a coquettish murmur.
The sleeping little angel was awakened by the noise of three people.
"Brother, I'm so hot."
The big eyes with flowing water stared at Dongchen in confusion, and his two small hands kept tearing at his body in confusion. After a while, he turned into a little white sheep. The pair of chests were out of proportion to the body, only one size smaller than Christina.
The number Jade Rabbit made a certain guy who caused trouble gulp down his saliva.
The sound of gulping and swallowing kept coming.
"Brother, do we want to play a game!" A soft little hand touched the guy who was causing harm to others. Someone who had left his body could no longer bear it and howled and turned into a wolf.
This night was crazy, pink, and dripping with sweat. It made Avril grit her teeth, left Christina with endless aftertaste, and made Anne shy.
Three o'clock in the morning, three men and one woman, three older and one younger, were lying on the bed. Someone blocked the door.
Bergbird, who had always been angry because girls were taking advantage of others, borrowed the drum set from the pile of bones and sticks, and started beating frantically outside the door.
The noisy sound startled the four people who were pretending to be asleep in bed and had to open their eyes.
They looked at each other with embarrassment.
"I'm going to tear him apart." Ai Wei'er gritted her teeth and punched hard, causing the pink color on her chest to jump. Looking at the faint bruises on the soft skin, Christina pinched someone hard with heartache:
"Look at the good things you have done, you can't be more gentle."
Grinning brightly, Dongchen didn't know how to answer. At the same time, he was thinking secretly in his heart. He couldn't figure out why he wanted to be cruel when he met Ai Wei'er, but he was so gentle with Annie, even with Christie.
Na is also very caring.
While putting on her clothes and taking a breath, Ai Wei'er painfully looked at the signs of damage on her body, and then glanced sideways at the other two women with pink and glowing skin and gorgeous faces. She gritted her silver teeth in anger and grabbed something under the quilt.
Chen's hands on his thighs were exerting all their strength.
"Big bad guy, you stinky duck egg, you are partial, you are annoying, you bastard!"
A series of three-character sutras spurted out from the alluring lips, coupled with the pain coming from his legs, made Dongchen anxious.
He reached out and grabbed the hand that was still exerting force under the quilt. With a strong force, he pulled Ai Wei'er into his arms and held her down. He slapped Bai Huahua's buttocks three times while shaking her snow-white fox tail.
With the first palm, Ai Wei'er struggled desperately, with the second palm, Ai Wei'er stopped moving, and with the third palm, a strange aura surged into the room again.
"Wuwu...I...I won't let you go."
There were violent storms, lightning and thunder.
With red eyes, Bergobold was banging the drum hammer wildly, breathing heavily: "Dongchen, if you have the guts, if you have the guts, just keep sleeping!"
Boom! Boom, boom, boom, boom... Bang! Bang! Bang!
A new round of mad paralysis, combined with the fierce fighting in the house, and the dungeon world that has not yet stopped, created a unique carnival.
When night came, and Bergobold was holding his breath and pouring rice porridge furiously, preparing to recover and continue banging on the pot lid, the four people finally walked out of the house.
Anne buried her little head tightly in Christina's arms and refused to raise her head even if she said anything.
Bergobold saw this and gritted his teeth: "My girl! How come you, a murderer of thousands of swords, have been brought to such harm?"
The curse and resentment in his heart broke out, and Bergobold wished he could eat Dongchen alive.
"Today, the weather is so nice!"
There was such a bad weather in the dark and glowing dungeon, and Bergobold became furious on the spot!
"Well, you big-headed devil, why didn't you, son of a bitch, strike you with lightning? Fake!"
Bang!
The drum hammer swung with all its strength flew far away and hit the evening wind that came to deliver the message.
Soul Fire jumped at the foreign object in the sky, turned sideways gracefully, and Wanfeng avoided it while grabbing it in his hand.
"Yes... I'm sorry!" He rubbed his hands in embarrassment and smiled apologetically at the evening breeze. Bergobold's resentment towards someone suddenly increased threefold.
Smiling and handing back the drum hammer, Wanfeng slowly turned around and looked at Dongchen, who looked embarrassed, jokingly: "Her Majesty the Queen is looking for you."