"Moon Blade won her thirteenth straight win!" Marquis Charles, dragged his body with fat, stood up from his seat with difficulty, facing the booing and insulting of the audience, maintaining a hypocritical smile on his face, and shouted: "The Festival of Gifts has ushered in its end. Like the countless times that have faced disasters, the wall of life will stand firm, as always! May it protect our peace!"

In the last routine speech, the audience left one after another. When they stepped into this bloody arena, they forgot all the pressure and shouted freely in the flying flesh and blood. But when all the noise and killing faded, the retreating pressure quietly returned. The "collapse" a week later pressed on their bodies like a heavy burden, making them breathless. Every audience who walked out of the arena faintly showed a sad look.

For Luo You, this gift festival, generally speaking, made him appreciate a game worth watching. Although it has no substantial significance, it can be regarded as a waste of boring time.

After the audience basically left the stage, Marquis Charles suddenly showed a mysterious smile, with an unspeakable deep meaning hidden in his tone, saying, "Everyone, please come back home now and prepare for today's dinner. The truly exciting event has just begun."

"Hahaha..." Ghost Hand suddenly laughed, his laughter was very low and heavy, and he glanced at Luo You'ano and others with a playful look. Although he didn't say anything, this kind of gaze made people feel uncomfortable.

Just as Luo You was about to leave, Al suddenly walked over worriedly. Luo You wanted to avoid her, but Al came directly and grabbed his sleeve and said quietly: "The Lord is here... Please make sure to let Ling avoid the banquet tonight..."

"Yeah?" Luo You frowned slightly and looked at Al in confusion. The girl's blue eyes as blue as lake water were filled with a touch of undissolved sorrow. She was about to say something when Marquis Charles's profound voice came over: "Doctor Al, please do not disturb the guests' interest."

El opened his red lips lightly, but returned to silence again. Finally, he owed Luo You and whispered: "Go to my Lord..."

Luo You's eyes were staring at Al's departure back. If he were an ordinary person, he might not take Al's words to heart, but the vigilance that Luo You developed over the years made him begin to think about the meaning of his words.

Logically speaking, this is Dawn City, and the evening banquet is also held in the Marquis' Mansion. It is a very safe place. There should be no danger. Why should we avoid it? Moreover, Al also pointed out that we should let Ling avoid it. Why is this?

After thinking about it, Luo You decided to believe Al once and send Ling back to the hotel first. Anyway, she now has the ring of the Holy Shield, and it is not easy to break the shield of the ring. As for the banquet, Luo You originally wanted to stop him and was not interested. However, Al's words aroused his curiosity. He also wanted to see what the lives of these so-called "upper people" are like now, so he gave up the idea of ​​absence.

Ling listened to Luo You's words and obediently returned to the hotel. After Luo You settled down, he went directly to the Marquis' Mansion.

When entering the door, Luo You found that there were already maids waiting here. Marquis Charles seemed to have a unique habit in this regard. His maids did not wear traditional European servant skirts, but instead wore provocative short skirts that made people imagine.

Moreover, these maids are outstanding in terms of figures. The bee waists are undulating under the tight suits, and their plump thighs are even more fleshy under the white stockings.

"Dear guest, please follow me." A maid with an extremely outstanding appearance smiled sweetly at Luo You, picked up a short skirt and greeted her gracefully, and then led the way for him.

Under the leadership of the maid, Luo You came to a small room. The air in the room was surrounded by a mysterious incense, which seemed to be able to mobilize a certain kind of lust. The maid stood in front of Luo You, suddenly smiled shyly, slowly took off the maid outfit on her body, only retaining the white stockings on her legs. The pure white silk revealed a different kind of ambiguity on any crazy long legs.

Such a metaphor is no longer obvious. Although Luo You is usually cold, he is not a waste with a disabled lower body. He naturally has the desire of a man in his heart. In addition, he has been fighting for several days for several days, so he needs to vent his pressure, not to mention that the maid in front of him is still a beautiful beauty that he can't see in the wilderness.

Under the maid's exclamation, Luo You picked him up and threw him on the bed.

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An hour later, the maid fell on the bed limply. Her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her cheeks were covered with excitement after passion. After gasping for a while, she got up from the bed, took out a bathrobe from the closet, nodded and smiled: "Please go and take a shower."

After Luo You put on the bathrobe, he suddenly felt something wet and soft pressing on his face, which was a fragrant kiss left by the maid. She smiled ambiguously and left shyly, leaving a sentence before going out: "My name is Zi Su, please remember me."

Luo You just treated the passion just now as a physiological vent. He is not the kind of young boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He is fascinated by women when he goes to bed. What's more, in this era of collapse, people's hearts are much more complicated than before. It is easy to believe in a person or even fall in love with someone easily, and it is just digging his own grave.

Luo You walked out of the room and walked towards the misty hot spring bathroom not far away. At this time, he happened to find Arnold coming out of a room upstairs, and there was a look of unsatisfactory on his face.

When it comes to things related to women, men always have some kind of understanding. After looking at each other, they understand the passions they just experienced.

Luo You was nothing. He thought it was normal. There was nothing to hide from. Instead, Arnold seemed a little hesitant. He seemed to have never tasted such a vivid fragrance before. He touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Your expression doesn't match your body shape." Luo You smiled briefly, complained, and then walked into the foggy bathroom.

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Chapter completed!