My vests are all big guys

Yan Yao was stepped on no less than ten times while dancing with Wang Chengyang. There were many dirty marks on his leather shoes. Seeing the honest expression on the face of the person in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is this guy taking revenge?

Wang Chengyang was of course doing it on purpose. Although the man in front of him was an old man of the alliance, he thought that this man would not bother with him because he was stepped on while dancing.

However, a trace of doubt emerged in his heart, why Yan Yao's body was so cold, not like a living person at all.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yan Yao frowning slightly, with a serious expression.

"Oh no, look around."

This time he found that the people around him were becoming more and more strange, and everyone had the same smile on their faces.

His vigilance was not as good as Yan Yao's, and he suddenly felt a little depressed. His ability was still too weak, always good and bad, and he could not fully perceive the danger around him. He didn't know when a D-level ability could be upgraded.

A couple next to him hugged each other and danced the waltz stiffly.

Staggering past the two of them.

When they were about to leave, the male suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, his eyes were dark, and his mouth was wearing an exaggerated smile.

"Let's dance together."

The girl next to him suddenly tilted her head, but this action was not cute at all, but rather very scary.

"Dancing... hehe..."

His pupils shrank instantly, and he subconsciously stepped back.

Yan Yao thought to himself, it's bad.

He said coldly.

"Dancing quickly, don't stop!"

Wang Chengyang subconsciously obeyed his words, although he was still dancing in an awkward way.

He was horrified to notice that just when he stopped dancing, the men, women, old and young around him suddenly turned their heads 360 degrees, staring at the two of them with empty eyes, and slowly turned back when they started dancing again.

This tm is actually a monster's nest.

What exactly is this dance party trying to do?

Can they really leave this place successfully after dancing?

Yan Yao seemed to understand what he was thinking, and whispered, "Don't worry about what happens next. The captain is missing. Let's trust the captain this time."

Wang Chengyang came back to his senses, and a bright red flashed in his mind.

Isn't there another big guy who came to this place this time? Did the captain go to find him?

But he didn't mention the red-clothed big guy to Yan Yao, just

replied softly, "Okay."

*

Bai Xuan stood in a dark corner, looking at the fox demon vest at the highest point from a distance.

He controlled the vest and spoke slowly.

The queen on the high platform smiled slightly.

"Everyone danced very well, and I can't tell who is the best one for the time being."

The people in the castle hall suddenly stopped dancing, and their eyes looked at the queen in a very unified way.

The queen's face did not change, as if she couldn't see those weird sights.

"Everyone is dancing, and I can't help but be moved. I really want to dance with everyone."

She also shyly covered her face with a fan.

Bai Xuan had never thought that he could dress up as a woman so well, look at her graceful and tender appearance.

I really couldn't tell that this vest was a wicked and arrogant boss.

The hall was silent, and no one answered.

Ji Wenxuan didn't care at all. He walked down from the high platform slowly, passing through this strange crowd, and seemed to stop in front of the blond boy inadvertently.

"Duke Ocasi, I wonder if I can dance with you?"

As the most powerful queen in this fantasy, dancing with her is naturally the most dazzling existence in this ball.

The blond boy in a black tuxedo slowly saluted.

"Of course, your Majesty."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Yao's eyes under his glasses.

Wang Chengyang's eyes widened even more. After the queen walked down from the high platform, he saw her face clearly.

Isn't this the boss in red?

It's over. Although he is much more beautiful than himself, he is afraid that he will also be silenced after seeing the boss in women's clothing.

*

Bai Xuan felt that dancing with his vest was a magical experience.

He could see two faces at the same time.

Of course, the more troublesome thing was dancing. One person controlled two bodies to dance. To be honest, he really didn't dance very well.

It could even be said that he danced very badly.

But it didn't matter.

He stepped on his vest many times and finally finished the dance with bumps and bruises.

Ji Wenxuan announced loudly with a smile on his face.

"Then the most dazzling person at this ball is Duke Osika."

The crowd at the ball had completely turned into puppets as time passed. They didn't speak, and they looked at the blond boy and the queen in a red dress motionlessly.

The high platform in the hall slowly lowered with Ji Wenxuan's voice.

The blond and red-eyed boy looked a little dazed, but then he slightly bent his eyes.

He walked to the stage gracefully. The black tuxedo outlined his slender figure, and every move revealed the dignity of an aristocratic boy.

After he stepped onto the high platform, the high platform rose to its original height again.

He smiled naturally because he was very happy.

He could finally see the true face of the man behind the scenes, and finally kill him.

When Bai Xuan stood at the highest point, he couldn't help but blink.

He saw it clearly.

A transparent line with no bottom was constantly extending from the darkness, like a long worm slowly crawling in the air, as if it had crawled into people's hearts, making people feel sick and uncomfortable.

What is this?

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The line was slowly floating, slowly crawling towards Bai Xuan, and then came to his head little by little.

Bai Xuan narrowed his eyes, and a ball of light golden light slowly rose in his hand.

The ball of light staggered towards the line, flashing and dimming, looking angry, but a small ball, really cute.

It whined, as if it opened its mouth, and began to bite.

The line shrank, trying to escape, but was completely wrapped by the ball of light.

Fortunately, since this vest awakened another identity, he can also use some skills in this state.

The wooden box in the corner of the platform seemed to sense something, and it lit up a holy and bright light.

He turned his head and looked silent.

"Is it you? What do you want to tell me?"

The light from the box slowly turned into two big words.

——Demon King.

The light spots dispersed and gathered again.

——Magic Mirror.

He naturally didn't think that the magic mirror represented the little devil, and he still trusted his own eyes.

So, what about the mirror where the devil was hiding before?

The fox demon under the stage moved at the same time, and something seemed to fall while the red clothes swayed, and suddenly stopped in place.

The white hand grabbed in the air.

A small and dim ancient mirror flew up from the ground.

He quickly held it in his hand, and after carefully examining it for a long time, he sighed.

This mirror was indeed the magic mirror in the queen's bedroom.

But there were some differences.

It was several times smaller, and he even sensed the same soul energy in this mirror as that of the demon.

In other words, the demon was also dead...

This mirror was left to him by the little guy.

He looked at the mirror in his hand and threw it up casually.

The magic mirror flew up to the high platform and quickly flew into the hands of the blond boy.

Bai Xuan caught the mirror and smiled slightly.

Because he saw a familiar figure in the mirror.

Xia Jue, one of the four great ghost masters.

On the other side of the mirror, Xia Jue clearly met the blond boy's eyes. His red pupils seemed to reflect the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He was actually afraid of his sight.

The boy opened his mouth softly.

"You are finished."

As the voice fell, a pale and cold hand slowly fell on his neck.

Xia Jue raised his eyes in fear and met a pair of familiar red eyes.

The cold ghost king chuckled and said, "It's really a headache. I originally saved your life, but I didn't expect you didn't want it."

Xia Jue wanted to continue struggling, but the next moment he screamed and instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted in the air.

The ghost king wiped his fingers with a handkerchief embroidered with peonies, humming a little tune, and turned into a thick black mist and left.

Bai Xuan, who was opposite the mirror, couldn't help humming a little tune.

He didn't think Xia Jue was so powerful.

The real problem was this mirror, and he didn't know how this mirror fell into his hands, but since he wanted to plot against him, he had to pay the price.

He exerted a little force on his fingers.

Several cracks appeared on the mirror of the simple mirror in an instant.

And in the next second.

A dark shadow emerged from the mirror.

It was scattered into dense black lines that squirmed and wanted to wrap around.

Bai Xuan looked at him indifferently, and suddenly said coldly, "Magidiel, you have turned into this ghost."

The black lines shrank suddenly when they heard it.

The light ball beside him had completely swallowed up that line, burped, and returned to Bai Xuan with satisfaction.

A hoarse voice came from those sticky black lines.

"Ah, you look so familiar."

"No, no, it's different, you're too ugly."

It hurts.

Now he is in his human form, and naturally he uses the high appearance of humans as the standard. Even if he looks the same as Michael, he is actually a million times different.

"How do you know me?" He asked in confusion.

Bai Xuan just felt sad.

This is the Archangel Magidiel who fell into heaven with the previous Archangel in his memory.

He used to be pure white with white hair hanging down to the ground.

But now he is covered in black and has no human form.

Not only did he torture Adler, who was once his companion, for tens of thousands of years.

He also imprisoned the little guy who is now also a demon.

Even hurt many innocent people.

He looked at the sticky black line in front of him, his voice trembled a little, but his tone was stern.

"Take a good look, who am I?!"

The blond hair behind him and the limbs of his body quickly lengthened.

It's just that the wings haven't been released yet.

He lowered his eyes, his wine-red eyes shining with a holy and gentle light.

"Have you forgotten me?"

There was a violent tremor in the black line.

"Ahhhhhhh-you-you go-"

"Uuuuuu——"