Guardian of the Sweetheart: The Elf in the Dark Night

Chapter Thirty-Three What?! Hegebai grabs fans!

As soon as Gebei came out, fans screamed. The makeup on Gebei's face was very light and natural. She was wearing an elegant dress. Amid the screams of fans, she began to sing in time with the music:

"Even if you are about to be overwhelmed by sadness, don't put on this expression

Throw away the cheap self-esteem of surface decoration.

Under the sun, don't close your eyes and live.

Just like that, wanting to laugh, wanting to make a scene, just plain..."

Gebei's body swayed with the music. Yameng held her cheek, looked at Gebei quietly, and listened carefully to Gebei's voice.

At this moment, Anxue suddenly came out of the egg, leaned close to Yameng's ear, and said something to Yameng.

Ya Meng was slightly startled when she heard what An Xue said, but still followed An Xue's footsteps and left the concert venue.

After finally following An Xue to a place far away from the concert venue, Yameng panted and looked at You Ming hidden in the shadows, and asked breathlessly: "You Ming, why are you so anxious to come to me?"

You Ming looked at Yameng who was sweating profusely, and said in a deep voice: "Now is a good time to take out the children's soul eggs! There is a job for you! I want you! Let's steal the fans with Yue Yongge!"

Originally Yameng had her head down, but after hearing these words, she raised her head suddenly, her voice slightly changed due to shock: "What did you say?! You asked me to compete with Gebei for fans! She and I are not

Oh my friend!"

You Ming sneered and said sarcastically: "Friend?! What about friends?"

Yameng said matter-of-factly: "Because we are friends, we can't do anything to hurt our friends!"

Nether's sarcasm became even stronger: "Hurt? Do you think that if you don't hurt her, she won't hurt you?"

Yameng was annoyed: "What do you know? How can a cold-blooded person like you understand the value of friends! Gebei, Limo, they are all my friends!"

You Ming was also annoyed: "I don't understand? How do you know I don't understand! Yue Yongge? She can be considered a friend? I have to say, your taste is really bad!"

Suddenly he calmed down again, glanced at Yameng coldly, and said lightly: "Whether you agree or not, you must go to your own concert!"

Ya Meng looked at Nether's leaving figure in confusion. Although his voice was calm, his clenched hands when he left still revealed his anger.

Just when Yameng was still hesitating whether to follow you, she suddenly found that her body was following Youming uncontrollably. Yameng reacted, and she roared at Youming's back: "Yueye Youming, what did you do to me?

!asshole!"

Yameng kept roaring from behind, while Youming walked leisurely in front, ignoring Yameng's roar. Until Yameng got tired from shouting, she had to stop and let herself rest.

The Netherworld in front suddenly stopped, and Yameng unfortunately bumped into Youming's back without seeing it. Yameng rubbed the painful nose, and suddenly found that his body could be freely controlled, and he was about to speak.

He scolded Netherworld, but as soon as he raised his head, he was shocked by the momentum of the concert in front of him.

Oh my god! It’s so luxurious! Ya Meng heard herself marveling in her heart.

A huge stage, colorful lights, a dreamlike feeling!

With a thought in Netherworld's mind, the egg of war emerged from Yameng's chest and slowly integrated into Yameng's body. Before Yameng could react, he fell into a coma!

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