Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

?That's great. "Solard didn't turn his head, but the laughter came over clearly. "Basically no one will go to that place except Rofar..."

"Rofar?" Feng Wuyang raised her eyebrows slightly.Is this one of the guests tonight too?

"Ah..." Solad turned his head back, and laughed at her thoughtful look. "It's indeed one of the guests tonight... It's my good friend who just came back from England. Tonight's dinner is specially for him."

Just came back...could it be the Duke of Shatarofal?

Feng Wuyang felt that the corners of her eyes twitched a little.The scene she saw before was still in her mind, and now she heard one of the parties admitting their relationship, she felt very entangled...

"Miss Feng, Miss Feng?" Thorard's doubtful voice sounded.

"Ah, it's nothing." She recovered and smiled at him. "I'm very honored to attend the reception banquet of that lord."

"Ha, you're welcome." Solad laughed out loud, looking a little ridiculous. "You'll suffer if you're always so serious."

"Huh?" She glanced at him blankly, but he had already turned his head away with a smile, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door from the greenhouse leading to the dining room.

"De Keer, I didn't expect you to hide so many beauties in your golden house." Before entering the door, a deep and soft male voice teased with a smile.

"Of course," Gentleman Thorard asked Feng Wuyang to enter the door, and then straightened up and laughed. "Aren't you one too?"

Feng Wuyang looked up, and the long table that was empty before had been covered with snow-white fine-grained tablecloths, silver-white candle holders, beautiful flower arrangements and refined tableware. The maids and maids stood in two rows, slightly Nodding his head, his posture is humble and correct.

On an open chair at one end of the long table, a black-haired man in a white coat sat there lazily, with his legs raised, his body slightly leaning against the edge of the table, his elbows resting on the table and his head propped up, his slightly long hair The black hair was scattered randomly, half-hiding his appearance, but the exposed jaw and the curvature of his lips and nose had already revealed his boundless beauty.

She could feel a bright and meaningful gaze coming from under her black hair, a feeling that was eerily similar to the one Thorard gave her.

This is the legendary couple photo?

Feng Wuyang fell silent.

"Let me introduce, my good friend, Duke Chatarofar Aurel D. Elizabeth Van Errath. This is the orthodox descendant of the royal family," Solad introduced with a smile. "Even I saluted him when I saw him."

Feng Wuyang looked at him and then at the Duke of Shatarofal. He was still in the same posture as when he first saw him, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the eyes under the black hair looked at her with interest.

"It's our first time meeting, Duke Verrath." She nodded slightly.

"Are you De Cole's new love?" Shatarovar said with a smile.

"...No." Could she take this as a provocation? ...

"Ah... can I take your tone as jealous?" Thorard interrupted with a half-smile.

"What?" Shatarofar finally stood up, but the posture of getting up was really slow and lazy, but it still couldn't stop the aristocratic elegance and beauty exuding from him.

"I'm expressing concern for the safety of this young lady." He shook his head slightly, his black hair sweeping towards his face, revealing a delicate smiling face.

"If it's a beast like you."

The corners of Feng Wuyang's eyes twitched again.

Among the most famous men in Eagle Shrine, Feng Wuhen and Sakura Crimson Face.The merits of these two men may not be very good, but they are not famous here, but on that face.

Men and women are talking about people like them.

Even though he is a man, his appearance is more beautiful than that of a woman, every frown and smile is mesmerizing to the extreme.

Shatarofal was the third man she had ever met who matched those two.

He is very beautiful, with snow-white skin, delicate and soft features, and the smooth black hair that reaches his shoulders makes him look extremely delicate. Although the European and American people are tall, he is slender and tall, and the white windbreaker is even more slim, which makes people look beautiful. A delicate illusion.Even though he was about the same height as Duke Solad, but...

Sweeping his gaze between the two of them twice, Feng Wuyang can nod his head to confirm that the two of them are really a good match no matter in appearance or image.

It's not easy to be able to form such a match made in heaven... Feng Wuyang sighed secretly.

"Miss Feng...Miss Feng..." Solad watched helplessly as Feng Wuyang lost his mind again, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

"Uh... oh sorry... what did you ask me to do?"

"Please take a seat first, Miss Feng." Shatarofal grinned. "Our Grand Duke Solad can't wait to eat you..."

——Why do these words sound so scary?

Solad showed him a sinister smile again. "Rofar, don't forget that we still have a distinguished guest, how can you start first..."

As soon as the words fell, Shatarofar's smile collapsed.

Feng Wuyang took a seat on the other side of the long table, and looked suspiciously at Solad who was sitting on his side. "What's wrong with the Duke of Verrath?"

Thorard smiled at her gently. "It's okay, he's too excited."

"..."

Shatarofar quickly adjusted his expression and sat down again. He looked at Solad who was leisurely across from him, smiling captivatingly, but his eyes were bright and a little frightening.

"I'm very excited, because someone is going to be unlucky tonight..."

This time it was Solad's smile that stiffened.

Feng Wuyang looked at him and then at Solad who was smiling weirdly, just about to open his mouth to break the atmosphere, a gentle voice had already flowed in like music.

- "Sorry, I'm late."

The Fourth Night Broken Night Chaser's Dream [Part [-]]

"You really won't let me down, Dior." The man glanced at the box in his hand, and the corners of his red lips slowly evoked a bewitching smile.

"With the [Sand Vase], you can open the [Glass Mold Box]. In this way, we can get a good result no matter what the result of the [Musloya Triangle Meeting]..."

The man lying on the bed behind him lazily raised his bright blood eyes and hummed softly.

"Although we have the [Glass Mold Box] as a bargaining chip for us, don't forget that the Senate holds more [Holy Artifacts]..."

"That's not what we should pay attention to now..." The man put the box on the table, turned around and looked at him with a chuckle. "You brought me such a gift, do you want something in return?"

The man on the bed turned over and yawned. "I heard that you sheltered a terrific [disabled person]... Ronald, this really doesn't look like you."

"I just don't want a conflict until [the triangular meeting] starts."

"That means you're going to kill him after the meeting?"

"...Dio, you know what I'm thinking."

"Ron," the man lying with his back to him slowly raised his bright blood eyes, and slightly opened his lips. "I just don't want you in trouble. We all know what that group thinks about 'the race'..."

"I know."

"Ron, we can't quarrel with any party right now."

"Um……"

"In this place, we can't go wrong no matter what...Let me take care of that for you, Ron..."

"...Thank you. No need." He was silent for a while, and finally refused lightly.

"...you are such a madman."

"Ah."

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When that person suddenly appeared, her reaction was to stand up from the chair all at once.

Inexplicable, the instinctive reaction of the body.

——It was a fearful, uneasy, inexplicable feeling.

Solad slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at the late guest and the man and woman following him, and chuckled lightly.

"So you are together."

"Your Excellency, Duke Verrath." Behind the man, Luland and Newdale nodded slightly to the two dukes present.

"uh-huh."

Solad nodded in response, followed by Shatrofar's disdainful hum.

"Now that we're all here, let's get ready to start." Solad pretended not to hear it at all, smiled at the three of them, and then looked at Feng Wuyang.

"Miss Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing..." She stared at the man in white who walked into the hall, and sat down with a complicated expression.

"Well, let me introduce you." Solad noticed her gaze and got up. "This is Tu, Rofar and I are friends..." "Who is friends with him!" Before he finished speaking, the displeased Shata Rofar snatched his voice away, and saw him generalizing in disgust. Turning aside, obviously not wanting to see them. "Don't bring us together!"

"..."

The gentle man who was introduced slightly raised his soft blue eyes, glanced at Shata Rofar, and seemed to have kept his smiling red lips slightly parted, and his tone was gentle and soft, as if he didn't care He was angry without saving face.

"I became angry from embarrassment."

Hearing those four words, Shatarofar almost jumped up from his chair.

"Being angry? Don't go too far!"

The man glanced at him lightly, then glanced at Solad apologetically, and then sat down in his seat.Not a word was said.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Feng Wuyang feels that this person's eyes are always avoiding her.

Seeing this, Thorard smiled happily.

"Are you going out for a fight?"