The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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He looked at those people who were not sure whether they were infected by the scene or simply did not want to control their desires, but were seduced by the dancers and fell into the abyss together.

He saw with his own eyes that when the official was emotional, the dancer pulled open the tulle around the seat, and then made the seat into a small space. Then, the shadows overlapped, and more and more intense noises came from inside, and the live performance began. Everything was so bizarre, like watching a funny performance.

Xiji's mood at this moment was indescribable. He didn't know whether he should say that those officials were weak-willed, or that the person who designed this banquet was simply a genius who even designed such a thing.

Once there is one, there will be two. The first person started to indulge, and soon others followed suit. The hall became a sea of desire, filled with ambiguous sounds, intense noises, and subtle smells.

At this moment, Xiji suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. The fragrance was neither strong nor weak, but very alluring, making people unable to resist the urge to get close.

Looking in the direction where the fragrance came from, they saw two dancers, a man and a woman, swaying their bodies and walking towards their seats at a leisurely pace.

Xiji looked at the two people who seemed to be dressed the same as the other dancers and felt that the only difference between them and the other dancers was that these two were more handsome, had better figures, and had a stronger seductive aura.

No matter how good-looking it was, Xiji still had a deep resistance to their intentions, and didn't even want them to get close. But his head was dizzy from the stimulation, and he still remembered his current position, knowing that even if he spoke, the two people in front of him might not leave.

Then, he thought of the Night King who had not spoken for a long time.

Holding the cloth in his hand, he realized that he had disobeyed the Night King's order, but the Night King had been silent since just now, which was obviously not in line with the Night King's style.

When Xiji thought of this, his heart skipped a beat, and then he turned to the Night King beside him with a stiff neck.

The Night King was still drinking one glass after another, but his movements were not as carefree as before, instead he was drinking like he was letting off steam. Feeling the cold air around the Night King, Xiji subconsciously wanted to stay away from the Night King, not caring that he wanted the Night King to drive the person away.

He thought that no one would want to get close to the Night King now unless they were desperate.

In the few moments when Xiji changed his mind, the two men were almost in front of them, and were about to use their charm on the Night King in the same way. Who knew that just as they raised a smile, the Night King raised his head, and with a cold and fierce look in his eyes, he spat out a word: Get out!

The two men were frightened by the Night King's eyes and stood there hesitating whether to move forward. It seemed that they thought of their mission, and smiles returned to their faces and they continued to move forward.

Just as they were about to step onto the last step, the Night King raised his head and looked straight at them, his eyes full of hostility.

In an instant, they felt a complete chill from head to toe, as if they were falling into an icy cave. The foot that was stepping up did not dare to move even a little bit, for fear of being killed on the spot.

As if seeing that the two people didn't want to leave, the Night King raised the corner of his lips in a sarcastic arc. What, you don't want to leave?

There was such ferocity in his tone that as soon as he uttered these words, the two dancers were shocked and ran away in a hurry, as fast as if they were being chased by a ghost.