Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Qi Night was a little embarrassed, hurried to wave her hand, pushed her away, and quickly left.

“Hey, Miss Qi, come and eat at my house, my house is just about ready to eat!” In the distance, a man waved his hand toward the night, and the sound seemed to be heard across the street.

The night stood on the street, stunned for a long time.

It's weird, but what's weird about it? The kind of crying out answer was in her head, leaving her unprepared.

Behind her, a pair of hands suddenly pressed the shoulder of Qi night, tightening her nerves, the opposite hand grabbed towards the person's arm behind her, a back fell, pressed the person to the ground, fingers directly on the neck of the person.

“Who are you!” The night looked angrily, his fingers on the man's neck, and a fingerprint was pinched.

“Ah, that, Ki Girl, that I'm from the winery up front, I just saw you on your way alone, I was wondering if you'd like to have a drink with me?” He also raised his hand and made a drinking move.

Qi Night looked closely at his face and did not know him.

But the man looked at her as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, passionate enough to surprise himself.

Relax the man in front of you, stand tall at night and look around.

I finally know where this strange feeling comes from.

They're so enthusiastic!

The night swallowed his saliva and trembled constantly on the snake sword between his waist.

This even surpassed the family's intimacy, walking slowly in the street at night, looking around, and the surrounding residents greeted her warmly like a night greeting, inviting her to dinner from her home.

“Sister Ki!” I was suddenly shot in the back.

The night suddenly turned its head, the snake sword almost stabbed directly, but Shi Qiaoman's naive smile was seen: "Sister Qi, my father said he wanted to invite you to dinner tonight. ”

“A feast? Why." Qi Qiaoman grabbed his hand and walked forward without a trace on his side.

“Because Sister Qi is a guest of honor to our tribe, she deserves to be entertained. ”

VIP, you're just a homeless prodigal son. When did you become a VIP who needed hospitality?

Looking around again, a smile filled with enthusiasm, often greeting, makes the night frown again.

Is that my illusion?

Led by Shi Qiaoman, the night came to a very luxurious pub, situated in the middle of the entire tribe, decorated with countless lantern ribbons, making it look very rich.

“Sister Qi, this is it. Come on in.” Shi Qiaoman turned around and smiled and said to Qi Night.

That smile, under the flame of the sun, seemed faint and strange, and let the night sink in and look at the tavern.

It always feels like there's a hint of black in this winery.

“Come on in.” Upstairs, a man, smiling and waving at the night, turned around and disappeared into the window.

Qi nocturnally bowed his head and followed Shi Qiaoman upstairs.

Just walking into the room was a big round table with twelve or three people sitting at the table, looking like friends of the chief or something, having a great conversation.

When the night came, they all stood up and greeted the night with enthusiasm. Without saying anything, they placed the night on the throne, which frightened the night a little, but did not refuse.

Until then, the night finally understood why the people here felt so strange, because the faces of these people clearly revealed a sense of death.

Watching the surrounding people talking about the heavens and the earth, the night color didn't mean much, so he sat quietly at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and clamped the meat from one of the plates.

“Hey, Miss Qi, let me introduce you. The name of this dish is Pressed Finger Flower. This dish is made from meat on your hands and chews very vigorously. ”

Meat on your hands?

Do you mean the hand of a warcraft?

She looked up at the person who had just introduced her to the dish, but saw the person smiling happily.

“Try it. Try it!” The people around her saw the dishes clamped up in the night, one by one, turning the subject to the night, constantly placing the dishes on the table in a bowl of the night, and introducing her.

“This is made from a muscle on the leg, which is particularly delicious. ”

“We peel it off and cook it while we're alive, so this meat peel is delicious. ”

“ …… ”

At night, she looked at a large bowl of meat that was already full, tightening her lips, and when these people were eating, their eyes were glowing, almost crazy, which made her very uncomfortable.

He clamped one piece of meat down and placed it next to his mouth, just about to open it, but suddenly felt a little strange and couldn't help but lift his head up.

But only the people at the table looked at her blinking, seemingly waiting for her to eat and comment.

But the light in these people's eyes made Kiyoko fight a cold war and put down his chopsticks: “What is all this flesh on? ”

“Sister Qi, don't you know?” Shi Qiaoman blinked his eyes, stood up and walked to the side of the night and suddenly caught the neck of the night, laughing: “These are human flesh. ”

His face was instantly pale and he couldn't help but cover his mouth at night. He almost threw up, but he saw Shi Qiaoman's face suddenly change color. He raised his hand and chopped it towards his neck.

All the people at the table changed their faces and came at night.

At night, Shi Qiaomanle wrapped himself around his neck, and because the serious injury had not healed, there was no way to resist. He was trying to pull out the snake sword between his waist, but suddenly felt dizzy.

That's how it reacted. Shi Qiao Manle stuck it on his arm and applied medicine. His body was soft. It was dark in front of him.

“This woman is too vigilant.” Shi Qiaoman's voice said in his ear.

“Really, but we can't poison her, otherwise the flesh won't be beautiful. ”

“Such an expert in the realm, her flesh must be very beautiful. ”

The night soaked in the darkness and it was cold in my heart.

The reason they're so enthusiastic, as you might expect, is because they want to eat their own meat.

Suddenly I felt my body lifted and thrown on a carriage, followed by the carriage moving forward on a bumpy road.

Where are you taking me?

The night thought, but at this time, my eyes can't see, my mouth can't speak, I can only listen quietly with my ears.

Walk to the side of the carriage and calm down gradually. Finally, there is only a night's breath and the sound of the carriage wheels rolling over the ground.