The pink torch transformed from magic is thrown between the dancers with drum beats and trembling flutes. Whenever two torches fly in the air, a succubus will spread its bat wings and leap gracefully through it.

The hazy fire illuminated the girl's oiled limbs, tail and wings.

Against the backdrop of the pink glow, the succubus twisted their waists, wings and tails, and were constantly swinging, throwing tempting trajectories.

A passionate and cute smile appears on the delicate and beautiful face. Any man will probably feel sorry for this when he sees such a smile.

But Yada, the second prince of the Yinhun City, was still expressionless. He sat straight in the silk cushion without moving at all.

His brother, "Shadow Sword Saint", was holding his Netherworld Ancient Sword in his arms, and his body was hidden in a black robe, standing behind a pillar like a statue of the lord. The face in the hood was covered by a shadow veil and there was no expression.

In Oripa's life, he had two goddesses, one was Ms. Lost, and the other was the ancient Nether Sword in his arms. He did not take anything else seriously.

What's more, it's the succubus performance.

But not everyone can do this.

Lao Liu Lamorak opened his mouth exaggeratedly, watching the performance with all his body in his eyes while saliva. His face looked despicable, obviously pretending to be intentionally.

This made him realize that this guy must be making some tricks in his mind.

The eight elder Ecasia on the other side, among the Yada brothers, the only ghost ranger, wearing a brown silk and a golden silk robe, was talking to the people around him, but his eyes never left the erotic scenes of the succubus.

If anyone among the brothers of Yada is the most calm, it will naturally be his tenth-ranked younger brother Agera.

He was tall and thin, with extremely thick brown eyebrows and eyes, and was wearing a black floor-dragging robe with exaggerated sleeves and often held a long staff with a colorful crystal at the top.

Faced with the performances of the succubus on the stage, Egerella never raised her head from beginning to end, and focused on the contents of a quaint magic book placed on her knees.

Before Neseril had died and before Brenas was born, his father proudly claimed that Egerella's arcane talent was the highest among many brothers.

For dozens of centuries after the floating city of Sultanza entered the shadow plane, he accidentally learned from Brenas that his father had regretfully sighed that if Egrela did not spend a lot of time practicing the magic of Lost Lady, his arcane attainments could even surpass himself.

Moreover, among the many brothers of Yada, even he himself had to admit that the tenth tenth Aegrera, in terms of his words and deeds, styles of conduct, and even appearance, were similar to their father, the Supreme King Terramante.

Of course, the premise is that he can completely get rid of his savage tongue problem... He couldn't help but feel a little headache.

At this time, Egerella was gracefully biting a piece of sweet orange cut into thin slices, and her deep eyes seemed to shine against the torch.

Whenever the tone of the eighth old Ecasia talking to the female chief of the Sambia university became louder, Egrela's brow frowned slightly.

What exactly is he disgusted with? This should be obvious.

The drum beats on the stage gradually became excited, and pink smoke rose on the stage.

Three girls-like succubus slapped the bat wings, dancing gracefully over the shining pink flames. Whenever the flute trembled, the succubus would arch its curvy backs and whip the long whip to accompany the rhythm of the music.

During the Naserel period, Yada had often seen such performances in the Floating City Opera House of a great archangel specializing in the field of transformation, and even heavy-tasting ones.

It is said that the great arcane's floating city was forcibly converted into a mother goblin due to an unexpected experimental accident...

Although Yada has seen many interesting performances in the extremely lewd floating city, this is indeed the first time he has seen a scene of succubus and music.

Even though he had lived for thousands of years, his face felt a little hot. This must be because of the wine. He told himself in his heart.

This involuntarily turned his gaze to "Miss Huiyao" Terina and Sambiya's female commander Mirabeta.

Although there was an accident in the floating city and Rivalan set up an ambush and the plan to kill the crazy witch Xinbu failed, it unexpectedly made them know Gelina's true identity in this battle.

This matter is entirely attributed to the young mage lord in Mokou Town.

If he hadn't been chasing Terina for relentlessly and forcing him to show his true body and run away in a panic, even the "Black Veil" Eliriel would have been kept in the dark.

Yada did not think that they were just looking for thrills from the material plane.

Fortunately, Ms. Lost Lady's high priest, "Hei Wei", had assured them that at least until the goddess plan was completed, this nun Huiyao would never make any mistakes.

The nun Huiyao Gelina was wearing a pitch-black, tight black dress with a black velvet lining and a close-fitting body with wrinkles and piping. The straight long-sleeved jacket perfectly set off the concave and concave figure of this pure girl, and the hollow patterns on the cuffs and the snow-white bottom have a gorgeous charm.

The knee-length skirt and black silk stockings make the most perfect setting for the girl's slender legs.

On the other side, Mirabeta, the female commander of the Sambian women, wore a white dress with a completely opposite color, which was different from Terina's slightly luxurious clothing. Although Mirabeta's clothes were similar to Terina, they were more conservative in the subtleties.

Her skirt was longer than Sister Huiyao's, and the sleeves were not open and hollow patterns, but tightened and simple cuffs.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Pink smoke is misty, and dancers from the bottomless abyss kneel down, spread their bat wings, raised their slender tails, and touched the ground with their heads.

"You guys dance very well, little cuties," said the ghost ranger Ecasia, smiling. "It's rare to enjoy such an elegant and moving dance, take the guests from the bottomless abyss to the bathroom, wash away the dust for them, and then send food and drinks, and wait like a frightened deer."

As soon as he died on a woman, Yada commented on her younger brother, the eighth-ranked brother.

His fickle and infatuated younger brother, who is recently pursuing a female barbarian of the Bede barbarian, has also raped her to Sachros, trying to impress her with her true feelings.

Yada couldn't stand it, so she secretly let her go and guided her to survive if she wanted to survive, she could pass through Guangze and go to the Kingdom of Cormier to take refuge.

Ekasia stretched out her wine glass to fill her servants. The wine was sweet and strong, and the aroma of the Karatu continental spice was much better than the light valley elves Arian wine that she often drank recently.

After drinking the wine, this younger brother who was most enjoyable, carefully selected it on the plate for a long time. Finally, he took a piece of sweet orange, took a small bite, and pursed his lips, "It's so sour."

"Do you want sweets?" The female commander's eyes fluttered and he asked softly.

"No, I've been tired of sweets. Sour fruits and slutty succubus are the adjustments of life." Ecasia took another bite, chewed carefully before swallowing it. "Milabeta, the sweetest queen, I can't describe how joy it is to bathe in your glory again. I still remember deeply that you were still a child when you left the capital Odulin, cute and confused. I was always worried that you had walked into the grave, but in the end you found that you ascended the throne and became the mistress of Sambiya."

"It's great that you can come to visit me." The female commander smiled and said, "I'm extremely happy to see you again, my friend."

You won't trust us, but you need us now. Without us, you will not be elected as the commander of the Supreme Parliament in Sambia. Yada saw through her lies.

"I have to come." Lao Ba's voice was lazy and tired. "Far from Sultanza, the terrible rumors have already reached my ears. Those rumors have made me cry all day long. I heard that you were almost killed by Cormier's Protector. You must know that if you are plagued by bad luck, the whole world will be eclipsed."

Yada saw Egerella's brows frowning even deeper when she saw her focus on books.

"Your Excellency is very caring for me." The female chief said in a sweet voice. "It's a pity that I am not a queen, but I am just a young woman who doesn't know how to govern the country. But the elders and wise men of the Supreme Council warned me that if I want to keep Sambiya, I must control the inland, Serbo, Dalren, and Malgesen."

"Your inland doesn't matter to me, I only care about your own safety." Ecasia leaned over the table, "Let's talk about love, dreams, desires and Mirabeta. You are the most beautiful woman in this world. I sip your beauty, fascinated."

The female commander seemed to be familiar with the exaggerated compliments of the ghost Rangers, "If you are fascinated, it may be the result of the wine."

From the corner of Yada's eyes, he noticed that Egerala's hand had already grasped his staff, and he subconsciously moved his body in the opposite direction of Ekasia.

"No fine wine is as beautiful as half as you are. If you really leave, my room will become empty like a tomb. The pleasure brought to me by the greatest city of the floating city of Sultanza will also disappear like dust in your mouth. Do you have the heart to abandon me? I believe you are by no means a cruel queen. After all, my humble ranger is like a gravel, and you are stepping under your feet in your slim feet in jewelry and high heels."

"Oh, okay." The female commander was unmoved. She picked a cherry from the bowl on the table and threw it on his nose. "I may be just a young woman, but I'm not stupid enough to like a man who is more interested in fruit plates than my body. But when I see you, I must be staring at a dancer of which gender!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge fireball exploded between Ekasia and the female commander, and the hot air waves overturned everything around.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on this place.

"Egrela, are you sick?" Akasia, who was covered in scorching signs in the dissipating smoke, rushed to put out the flames on her clothes, and shouted at Egrela who was holding the staff, "Why do you have to ruin my good things every time? Do I have a grudge against you?"

"You have affected me." Aegrera said lightly without raising her head, "This is a public place. If you want to have a love relationship, get out. You can see that your cerebellum is very developed, but don't take up all the brain."

"You hit me with a fireball, and you still scold me?" Ekasia kept a distance from Egrela, pointed at his nose in anger and said:

"This is not your ghost tower. Everyone knows that dance clubs are a place to relax and relax, but you hide here to read books. You are simply unreasonable. I suggest that if you want to study, find a place where no one sees it and get out! Don't affect us here."

"You haven't changed for so many years." Aegrera got up from the chair, put away the books, held the staff, tapped the ground, and said lightly in a thin voice as thin as a mosquito and flies. "It's really pitiful for someone like you who speaks sweetly, like a dog licking, and speaks without thinking about the brain."

"You don't know anything." He raised his eyelids and glanced at the Ghost Ranger. "It seems that he has said a bunch of sweet words, but in fact, what's the difference between it and a vegetable who only knows how to move his mouth?"

"You..." Before Ecasia finished speaking, the female commander who walked out of the fire safely and unharmed, said to Egrela with a bad expression:

"Since that's the case, I'll trouble you, a magic creature that lives with the shadow, and the semi-undead with decayed vitality, stay away from us. I think you don't know anything."

"Ha, I am a semi-undead with decayed vitality, so what are you two?"

Aegrera snorted lightly, too lazy to look at the female commander and Sister Huiyao. "Can I think you are like a painted grave? It seems to be beautiful on the outside, but in fact it only has rotten flesh and dry bones in the heart. To put it bluntly, it is just a group of bad KDs who pretend to be noble!"

"You...what were you saying?!" The female commander looked annoyed, a faint light flashed in her cold eyes, and her aura suddenly changed.

"Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as such people. Do you want to be scolded by him again?" The nun Huiyao, Terina, pressed her shoulder and said:

"You have to know that this kind of person looks like an old pedantic dress that pretends to be noble and wise, but in fact he is the most perverted in his heart, because he must have missed the best time to fight, chase girls, and drink and have fun while learning magic when he was a child, so he pretended to be sick all day long. It's so pitiful and sad."

After saying that, Sister Huiyao, with the female commander, disappeared into the light of the teleportation array.

"What a fucking bad luck!"

The ghost ranger Akasia, who was standing beside him, also shook her sleeves angrily, turned around and left.

The shadow sword saint Oripa had quietly left at some point.

In a blink of an eye, the empty hall was only Yada, Egerra and Ramolak.

"Dear brother, you are really amazing." Ramolak floated to Egrera like a cloud of dark smoke, "To be honest, I have seen these two women unhappy, and scolded them well!"

"Who is your brother?"

Egerala looked coldly at Ramolak's body surrounded by smoke, "Lao Liu, who are you insulting? Don't you know? Not only do you like gossiping like a long tongue woman, but you also twist in front of me like a skeleton every day. It's already very unpleasant. Why do you still let me hear your mother goblin moaning?"

"Egrela, don't be ungrateful." Ramorak said angrily, "You are a dog, you are biting whoever you catch? I didn't see that I am going to stand in the same camp as you."

"Same camp? Haha, your position is undecided. Have you agreed with the two sons you killed?" Egerella chuckled in a mocking tone, then turned her back to him, knocked on the ground with a staff, and said lightly:

"If you have time, look in the mirror more. If you don't have you, who can still set off the beauty of the world? Haven't you been unable to understand why your luck is so bad? I suggest you look in the mirror more and take a look. After all, as long as it is gold, it will always shine, and glass slags like you will only reflect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left with Yada through teleportation spells, leaving only Ramolak standing in the messy place.

Back at Egerala's ghost tower, Yada finally couldn't help but persuade:

"I still think that your temper should be changed. The Lost Lady's plan has reached the most critical moment. If you offend Sister Huiyao and the female commander of Sambiya for your words, it will be a little difficult to end. Moreover, you are also responsible for the maintenance of the floating city with Lao Liu..."

"You don't know anything, Yada." Egerella, who was sitting in the chair, raised her quill pen in her hand, interrupted Yada's words, and said softly:
To be continued...