I guard the world with the Lord of the Underworld

The rapid falling movement of Black Flower Vine suddenly stopped, and it was firmly grasped by a slender hand, as if it had grasped seven inches of a snake, making it unable to move.

The flower vines waiting quietly beside him seemed to feel threatened, and they grew rapidly and were about to drown Wen Ci.

Wen Ci suddenly burst into laughter and quickly moved the beads in his hand. A bolt of lightning instantly emitted from the beads. With a bang, the flower vines in the open space were immediately blown into powder.

The dust flew into the air, blinding the eyes of the two dancing girls watching from the side.

Tears burst out of her eyes instantly, and she quickly used her strength to disperse the dust from the flower vines.

They knew the poison of this flower vine, and if they were even half a step slower, their eyes would be gone.

But no matter how fast they moved, their eyes were still red from being stabbed, tears kept flowing, and the makeup on their faces was stained, making them look very embarrassed.

"Oh, I just slept for a while. What happened to these two beauties? Don't you think I'm in tears? Don't worry, I won't neglect you." Wen Ci sat up and smiled carelessly, saying teasing words. if.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like an ungrateful young man.

At this time, if the two of them didn't know that Wen Ci had tricked them, they would be really brainless.

"You're pretending to be drunk!" one of the dancers said through gritted teeth, wanting to bite Wen Ci to death.

Wen Ci sighed helplessly and spread his hands, "I also want to get drunk, but I can't help it. Who told me to drink too much. This kind of wine, alas, is useless, and..."

Wen Ci glanced at the two dancers and said regretfully, "It's too bad to drink. I can't get drunk even if I want to. You don't know how strong my perseverance was to swallow it, but it gives you a lot of face." .”

Wen Ci said and waved his hand proudly, "Don't be too grateful. I always consider others. Who makes me soft-hearted? My character is too good. Alas, there is nothing I can do."

The two dancers were so angry that they almost vomited blood. The fine wine in Wen Ci's mouth turned out to be something that required restraint to drink.

This is an absolute insult!

They had tricked countless people with this wine, and all of them were intoxicated by the fine wine.

When Wen Ci came here, he was so disgusted.

It's really abominable. Thinking of this, the two dancers turned pale and said coldly, "Seeking death!"

It's absolutely not okay for Wen Ci to criticize their wine like this. He's simply looking for death.

He must be trying to make them angry and relax by making random criticisms.

Thinking of this, the other dancer suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quietly pulled the other dancer aside, signaling with her eyes.

The other dancer understood immediately, her expression changed, and she was horrified.

If they want to capture a person, they don't just rely on wine.

The scenery of blooming flowers, the beautiful dancers, and the melodious string music can be said to be a boundless feast of spring.

No matter male or female, any normal person will be immersed in it.

With the external temptations and the internal temptations of fine wine and delicious food, no one can remain sober and keep the Qingming.

"It seems that I underestimate you." A dancer said, looking Wen Ci up and down, trying to see through him at a glance.

Is Wen Ci pretending to be calm, or is he really not affected?

Another dancer snorted coldly, "I can't believe that you can't waver from such a beautiful person. I wonder how you got such eyes?"

Mai Ji said with a sour tone.

Rather than being convinced by Wen Ci's plan, he was more dissatisfied.

The beauties they trained were all beautiful, but in Wen Ci's eyes they were worthless. It was really funny.

"Beauty?" Wen Ci seemed to be looking at the dancer, wondering, "Where is the beauty?"

As he spoke, he deliberately looked around, as if searching for where the beauty was.

Not to mention that the dancer was uncomfortable with Wen Ci's behavior, the other dancer who was relatively calm was also very unhappy and scolded her coldly, "Wen Ci, even if you are not drunk, there is no need to humiliate our sisters like this."

They, a group of sisters, have always boasted that they are beautiful and can attract the attention of a group of men wherever they go. Wen Ci's current actions will undoubtedly slap them in the face.

Wen Ci stretched out his hand, shook it at the two dancers, and sighed, "Why don't you understand? It's not that I woke up, but I was not confused by you from the beginning to the end."

"Impossible!" the two dancers shouted in unison, their voices so fierce that Wen Ci was stunned for a moment.

Wen Ci patted his chest, "It scared me." He looked up at the two dancers with a reproachful look on his face, "Why are you two so excited?"

"You can't be deceived," a dancer said.

"That's right, we have all been trained strictly, and no one has been able to escape our beauty so far." Another dancer said.

"What's more, the mesmerizing string music is a thing that mesmerizes people's hearts. There are beauties dancing gracefully on the side, coupled with the delicious wine and food, no one can resist it." The dancer said angrily.

They were very unconvinced now, why did their proud work be demoted to be worthless in Wen Ci's eyes.

Wen Ci can rely on his own strength to wake up, but he must not insult their achievements.

Wen Ci looked at the excited two people and shook his head helplessly, "You are so funny. You leave the enemy alone and fight for your achievements. Is there any problem?"

"It's not funny at all, is it? You are insulting us, and your death will definitely be ugly." A dancer yelled bitterly, "It's obvious that you are pretending, and you still want to insult us. We won't let you go." It’s yours.”

"Forget it, sister, he's just like most men." Another dancer suddenly understood and persuaded, "It's just that he doesn't want to admit that he was deceived by beauty. Men are all about saving face. .”

After the dancer finished speaking, the dancer next to her suddenly realized, "That's it."

Wen Ci looked at the two dancers speechlessly. He felt that these two people were out of their minds and scratched his head in confusion. Do women care very much about their appearance and charm?

Thinking of this, I felt that it was not the case. Lin Xi in the institute was not like this.

It seems that the dancing girl in front of me cares too much about these vanity things.

Wen Ci patted his clothes and stood up. His clothes were a little dirty after being dragged all the way here.

Fortunately, the ground in this garden is paved with bluestones, and the clothes are not too dirty to be exposed to people.

"What are you so beautiful about?" Wen Ci looked at the two excited dancers speechlessly.

"Why aren't we beautiful?" Wu Ji snorted coldly, "What are you pretending to be? Don't you know what you men are like?" The two of them had concluded that Wen Ci was lying.

Wen Ci shook his head helplessly and said indifferently, "Which of you would be obsessed with watching a group of mice dancing in front of you? There are two snakes feeding you wine, how can you be obsessed? Are you crazy?"

Wen Ci ignored the dramatic changes in their expressions and continued, "It's ridiculous. If I hadn't been strong enough to act with you, do you think I could have sat still?"

Wen Ci sneered, with disdainful sarcasm, "I'm curious, are those people who are confused by you all blind, or are they still obsessed with women, and can be addicted to it... their taste is too high-end, I I can’t learn.”

As soon as Wen Ci finished speaking, everything was quiet except for the two dancers, who stood stunned as if they had been struck by lightning, with smoke coming out of their heads.

Wen Ci was not in a hurry and just stood there, waiting for the two of them to come to their senses.