Be a boss in a survival game

Chapter 170 169 [Dark Domain Invitation 21]

After Xie Zhao and the others walked in, there were servants who came out to greet them. They were all dressed in pure ancient costumes, their faces were pale and blue, and the dark circles around their eyes were very thick. They knew at first glance that they were not human.

"Everyone, this way please."

One of the slender ghost servants spoke respectfully.

His complexion was dull and dull, his eyes were even more dull like dead fish eyes, and the tone of his voice was illusory to a certain extent, and it was extremely ethereal.

"Fuck! Why do I feel like we've entered a wolf pit? This, this is too scary!" The last newcomer player, named Chen Yi, has a very strong ability to adapt to the wind.

Tang Sisi glanced at him, the cold wind was blowing wantonly around her, and her hair swayed chaotically: "So it's good for everyone to hug each other! As long as we can hug each other and get through tonight, we can go out."
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The ghost guy led the players all the way, and finally stopped in front of a big hall, and inside the big hall was the place where the feasts of singing, singing, swallows, dancing, and interlacing feasts gathered.

There are many wooden tables on the left and right sides here, sitting in rows, and the ones sitting are the invited guests.

And at the end, there is a high, huge and luxurious place, and the person sitting on it is the person who sent out this banquet—the ghost king of the dark domain!

His attire is somewhat similar to that of the ancient emperors, but the yin energy is thicker, his face is blue and black, he is wearing a dark red robe, he is in the highest position, he is not angry but majestic, with a natural Domineering.

At a glance, he saw the nine distinguished guests who were in a low position and came slowly, so he raised the corners of his lips, living like a ghost king, without any trace of npc.

He said: "My distinguished guests have finally arrived, come here! Give me a seat!"

The ethereal voice reverberated throughout the entire hall, and a few crisp laughter suddenly overflowed from the deserted hall. The banquet in this dark area was really much colder than imagined.

A group of nine people finally sat down in two groups, one group of five people sat on the left side, and one group of four people sat on the right side.

"Come on! Let's dance!"

The Ghost King shouted loudly, and at this time, the closed door of the main hall was blown by a gust of cold wind, and then, an extremely long white silk stretched out, directly wrapped around the beams and pillars on the roof of the hall, and then, a man swung in. A female ghost singer in white!

The corners of her mouth kept opening and closing, exuding an ethereal smile, she swung in without any effort, her body was as light as a swallow, she seemed to have light skills, but in fact her body was light.

The singing and dancing began, but the most active atmosphere in the entire hall seemed to be the singing and dancing of these singers.

Xie Zhao looked at the two sides, there are quite a few ghosts present tonight, and judging by the makeup and pomp, these guests should be prominent figures in the Dark Realm.

"Little friend, what are you looking at?"

The King of Ghosts saw Xie Zhao poking his head to inquire about the situation at a glance. He took a sip of his wine and called Xie Zhao directly.

Xie Zhao pursed his lips, but he was a little cold, not flattering, and replied directly: "I didn't see anything."

The ghost king raised his brows, this was the first time someone talked to him like this, is it human, is it fearless!

I just don't know if your fearlessness can survive tonight.

The ghost king was not angry either, he was thinking about time.

Players sit with ghosts, it is like sitting on pins and needles, every moment is a severe torture to the soul.

This kind of aura alone has a very depressive dullness, which makes people very unbearable.

(End of this chapter)