My vest is full of bosses

During Yan Yao's dance with Wang Chengyang, he was stepped on no less than ten times, and his leather shoes were stamped with many dirty marks. When he met the person in front of him, he had a simple and honest expression.

He frowned slightly.

Isn't this guy out for revenge?

Naturally, Wang Chengyang did it on purpose. Although the person in front of him was an old man from the alliance, he felt that this person would not be so stingy with himself if he was stepped on because of dancing.

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

Just when he was about to say something, Yan Yao frowned slightly, with a dignified expression.

"Oops, look around."

This time he found that the people around him became 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 was suddenly a little frustrated. His powers were still too weak, always up and down, and he couldn't fully perceive the dangers around him. He didn't know when a D-level power would be upgraded.

A couple next to each other hugged each other, dancing the waltz stiffly.

Staggering past the two of them.

When he was about to leave, the male among them suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, his eyes were dark and there was an exaggerated smile on his mouth.

"Let's dance together."

The girl on the side suddenly tilted her head, but this action was not cute at all, but rather terrifying.

"Dancing...hehehe..."

His pupils constricted instantly, and he subconsciously stepped back.

Yan Yao thought to himself, it's too bad.

he said coldly.

"Dance, don't stop!"

Wang Chengyang subconsciously obeyed his words, although he still danced in a bad way.

It was only then that he noticed in horror that at the moment he stopped dancing just now, the men, women and children around him suddenly turned their heads 360 degrees, staring at the two of them with empty eyes. Slowly turned back when dancing again.

This tm is actually a den of monsters.

What is this dance about?

Can they really make it out of this place just by dancing?

Yan Yao seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said in a low voice, "Forget about the future, the captain is gone, let us trust the captain this time."

Wang Chengyang came back to his senses, a flash of bright red suddenly flashed in his mind.

Isn't there another boss who came to this place this time?Is the captain looking for him?

But he didn't mention the big man in red to Yan Yao, he just responded in a low voice, "Okay."

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

He controlled the vest and opened his mouth slowly.

The queen on the high platform smiled slightly.

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

The people in the castle hall suddenly stopped dancing, and their eyes were extremely unified looking at the Queen.

The queen's face remained unchanged, as if she couldn't see those strange sights.

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

She also shyly covered her face with a fan.

Bai Xuan didn't expect that he could play such a good role as a woman, look at that look so eager and tender.

I really can't see that this vest is still an evil, charming and crazy boss.

The hall was silent and no one answered.

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

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

As the most powerful queen in this illusion, the one who dances with her is naturally the most dazzling existence in this ball.

The blond boy in a black tuxedo saluted slowly.

"Of course, Your Majesty the Queen."

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

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

Isn't this the big guy in red?

It's over, although he looks much better than himself, but after seeing the big guy's women's clothing, he might be silenced too.

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

He can see two faces at the same time.

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

It can even be said to be very bad.

But this is not important.

He stepped on his vest a lot, and finally finished the dance with bumps and bumps.

With a smile on his face, Ji Wenxuan announced loudly.

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

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

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

The blond-haired, red-eyed boy looked a bit dazed, but then he bent his eyes slightly, and he walked gracefully onto the stage. His slender figure was outlined in a black tuxedo, and his every move revealed the dignity of an aristocratic boy.

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

Naturally he laughed because he was happy.

Finally, I can see the true face of the person behind the scenes, and I can finally kill him.

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

He sees clearly.

A bottomless transparent line stretched out from the darkness continuously, like a wriggling long worm slowly wriggling in mid-air, as if it had climbed into the heart of a person, which only made people feel sick and uncomfortable.

What is this?

The line drifted slowly, squirming towards Bai Xuan's direction, and then came to the top of his head bit by bit.

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

The ball of light wobbled towards the line, flickering and dimming, looking angry, but a small ball was really cute.

It groaned, as if it opened its small mouth, and began to bite one bite at a time.

The line shrinks, trying to escape, but is completely wrapped by the light ball.

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

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

He turned his head and looked silent.

"Is that you? What are you trying to tell me?"

The light from the box slowly turned into two large characters.

- Demon King.

The dots of light dissipated and gathered again.

- magic mirror.

Naturally, he didn't feel that the magic mirror represented the little devil, and he could still trust his own eyes.

So, what about the mirror that the demon was hiding in before?

The fox demon in the audience moved at the same moment, and while the red clothes were swaying, something seemed to fall, and then suddenly stopped in place.

Haobai grabbed it in mid-air.

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

He quickly held it in his hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then sighed.

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

But something is different.

Shrunk down several times, and he even noticed the exact same soul energy as that demon in this mirror.

In other words, that demon has also lost his soul...

This mirror must have been left to him by that little guy.

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

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

Bai Xuan caught the mirror and lightly revealed a nasty smile.

Because he saw a familiar figure in that mirror.

Xia Jue, one of the Four Great Ghost Venerables.

On the other side of the mirror, Xia Jue clearly met the gaze of the blond boy, those red pupils seemed to reflect mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he actually felt fear under his gaze.

The young man opened his mouth lightly.

"You, it's over."

When 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, "It's really nerve-wracking. I saved your life, but I didn't think you didn't want it."

Xia Jue wanted to continue struggling, but at the next moment he let out a scream, which instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated in the air.

The ghost king wiped his fingers with a handkerchief embroidered with peonies nonchalantly, hummed a little tune, and left as a thick black mist.

Bai Xuan on the opposite side of the mirror couldn't help humming a ditty.

He didn't think Xia Jue was so powerful.

The real problem is the mirror, and I don't know how the mirror fell into his hands, but if he wants to plot against him, he has to pay the price.

Use your fingers slightly.

A few cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the simple mirror.

And in the next second.

A dark shadow emerged from the mirror.

Scattered into dense black lines wriggling, trying to wrap around.

Bai Xuan watched indifferently, and suddenly said coldly, "March Dill, you turned into such a ghost."

Those black lines suddenly shrank when they heard the words.

The light group beside him had completely devoured that line, hiccupped, and returned to Bai Xuan's side contentedly.

A hoarse voice came from those thick and dark lines.

"Ah, you look familiar."

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

Heartbroken.

Now his physical state is naturally based on the standard of human good looks. Even though he looks the same as Michael, he is actually a million times worse.

"How do you know me?" He asked suspiciously.

Bai Xuan only felt sad.

This is the Archangel Archangel who fell into the sky with the previous Seraph Archangel in memory, Mach Dill.

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

But now, he was covered in pitch black, out of shape.

Not only tormented Adriel, who was once a companion, for tens of thousands of years.

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

Even hurt many innocent people.

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

"Look carefully, who am I?!"

The blond hair behind him and the limbs of the body elongated rapidly.

It's just that the wings have not been released.

He lowered his eyes, a holy and gentle light shone in his wine-red eyes.

"Have you forgotten me?"

There was a violent tremor in the black thread.

"Ahhhhhhhh—you—you go—"

"Woooooo-"