The four main characters are all my followers

The "girl" wearing brown sunglasses stood melancholy on the stands in the corridor on the second floor, lying beside the railing and watching the diva below who was performing on the stage on the first floor.A strand of golden long hair was braided and draped over her chest. The white robe on her body looked lively and agile. Cherry blossom pink lip gloss and just the right amount of blush added to her sweet aura.

The guests on the first floor were below her, and most of them focused their attention on the performance at the moment, so few people looked back to the second floor.

The singer on the stage sang melodious ballads with a melodious voice. The costumes on her body were embroidered with large red flowers of the other shore, and her hands were folding fans like golden butterflies, dancing to the sound of musical instruments.

After the cataclysm in which meteorites fell in batches, the Zerg came out of countless craters like cockroaches, and even interstellar travel did not affect their vigorous vitality in the slightest.Before humans could react, they quickly built nests around the potholes.

Civilization has become something that is quickly destroyed. No matter how hard we try to preserve it, a considerable part of the previous culture has been lost in the great changes of more than [-] years.The same is true for art.After all, preserving life is still difficult, and it is difficult to take care of other things.

Therefore, it is very rare for the woman below to be able to sing two lines full of charm.The guests below booed and applauded enthusiastically.

The girl sighed leisurely.

In the decorative door opening of the corridor, separated by red hollow carvings, the young waitress has been watching the girl curiously for a while in the corridor.

This girl looks so beautiful, but looks very strange.Combined with the clothes on her body, it should be the woman who came to the store only two days ago.After all, Irotic is not a formal business place. The girls who can come here are usually homeless and have a miserable life experience.

She doesn't look happy, is she grieving over the unspeakable past, or worried about her future fate?

When she saw the girl sighing, the waitress finally couldn't help but stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you unhappy?"

Bian Ruofei turned his head, and saw that the girl who was talking to him was wearing maid-like buns and a blue maid dress. Her face was young and immature, with baby fat on her face. She looked no more than 19 years old at most.

He didn't speak, but shook his head, moved a little to the side, and gave her half of the position.

Eitong told him last night that he wanted to disguise himself, if he opened his mouth at this time, his voice would be exposed.

The young girl who was really at a young age stood beside him and persuaded him earnestly: "Don't be sad. The sisters and sisters who live here are all very good people. With Sister Hongyan here, ordinary guests don't Will dare to cause trouble in the store."

Bian Ruofei raised the corners of his lips and nodded slightly to show that he understood.

And the girl leaning on the side is still searching her guts, trying to find words that can comfort people: "If there is something unhappy, you can tell it, and then the sadness can be cut in half."

She saw the girl smiling at herself again, but she never made a sound.

A guess suddenly appeared in Baicha's mind: "Are you, can't talk?"

As soon as the words fell, she subconsciously felt that something was wrong, that she had exposed someone else's scars, so she covered her mouth in a panic.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." She blushed and apologized quickly.

For her guess, Bian Ruofei was a little bit astonished for a while, but soon he returned to normal, and touched her arm kindly to express that he didn't mind.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "My name is Baicha, and I usually serve tea and water to the guests in the front hall. If you need any help, you can come to me."

She couldn't help but feel sympathy, even in the shop, girls with physical defects are rare.

Bian Ruofei nodded again, seeing that as the sky darkened, there were more people in the corridor, so he stood up straight and prepared to go back to the house.

It was only then that Baicha realized that this sweetly dressed girl was tall and slender, and she was a head taller than herself when she stood up straight. She had to look up to see the straight bridge of her nose clearly.

"Xiaocha, come and help me! I'm the only one downstairs, and I'm almost out of time." Another waitress stood at the stairs, still holding a kettle in her hand, urging.She noticed that Bai Cha was not standing here alone, and looked curiously at the blond woman standing aside.

"Here we come!" Bai Cha hurriedly said goodbye to Bian Ruofei and hurried downstairs.

Bian Ruofei returned to the room that Eitong had arranged for him on the third floor.The reason why he wailed and sighed there was simply because he hadn't gotten out of the self-isolation last night. After all, his posture was not handsome enough at that time.

Clearing away his complicated thoughts, Bian Ruofei began to sort out his current situation.During the day, he wandered between the corridors, not just doing nothing, but observing the operation of the people in the building.

Being able to hide people under the eyes of the powerful Holy See in the Utopia, and judging from Hongyan's performance yesterday, she definitely did not develop the speed of response overnight.This place should be a certain force that secretly opposes the Holy See, no matter how bad it is, it is an important stronghold.

Although on the surface, the people who welcome guests here are all women, but in the kitchen or the backyard, it seems that there are still many strong aliens hiding, doing a lot of dirty work.Based on the information Ye Nianshen told him before, those alien species may all be slaves belonging to this shop.

Bian Ruofei stood on a chair yesterday and shouted that the goal of killing the Holy See was not an empty number.Since the inexplicable kidnapping at the beginning, and the relentless pursuit of the Holy See, he decided to teach them a huge lesson.

And he also happens to be capable of hitting them hard.

A few faintly visible cards emerged from the boy's fingers.

But Bian Ruofei also knows that one cannot be a lonely hero.With the Holy See's ruthless style of conduct, I am afraid that the public anger accumulated secretly is already quite large, and the fanatics who have been brainwashed are a minority after all.

He won't be short of companions, he just...needs an opportunity to blend in.And Hongyan, who has a channel, is obviously still wary of him to a certain extent.

The card belonging to Tang Feiqi was still in a gray-toned unsummonable state, but the other three cards were all lit up with a faint blue light to indicate optionality.

Bian Ruofei stared in front of his eyes, paused for a while between the three cards, and finally chose "Supreme Necromancer".

If it was him, he should be more familiar with things like "church", and maybe he can refer to his opinion.After all, what he wants to do now is what the other party has fully achieved in the book.

The card suddenly darkened.

The necromancer wearing a dark green magic robe appeared silently in the house, even the carpet was covered with a layer of shadow.He holds a scythe of astonishing size in his hand, and exaggerated bone ornaments hang from his earlobe.

The temperature of the whole room seemed to drop a little because of this.

Samuel Bertram immediately set his sights on the young man sitting at the table, his pure black eyes were full of interest.

"Welcome to the new world." Bian Ruofei said with a sense of ceremony, and smiled at him, "I am Bian Ruofei."

The scythe in his hand dissipated like a black mist, and the evil god who had reached the top in his own world flashed in front of the boy in just a split second, grabbed his wrists roughly, and enveloped him completely in his tall body in the shadows formed.

He buried his head in the boy's neck and greedily took a long breath.

"Your soul smells so good."

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