My vests are all big guys

Wang Chengyang, whose plan was successful, shamelessly followed the carriage into the carriage under the death stares of his two sisters.

This carriage is quite spacious and can accommodate up to five or six people.

As soon as Wang Chengyang got in the car, he met the surprised look of a beautiful woman in her early thirties. He only thought for a moment and understood the identity of this woman, who was the stepmother of "Cinderella".

The two sisters came to sit down next to their mother aggrievedly, seeming to be explaining something in a low voice.

Blanchett had no intention of letting her stepdaughter go to the prom in the first place, so she deliberately asked her daughter to arrange the task of picking up beans for her. Who would have thought that these two people who were not successful enough and were more than capable of ruining things would be Cinderella was startled and actually asked her to come to the carriage together.

Naturally, she has no reason to let her stepdaughter go down, but she was not afraid that her stepdaughter's affairs would be exposed before. As long as her daughter can attract the most attention at the dance, then her daughter will become the most powerful person in the world. power, then the Queen's wishes are not that important at all.

Even if Cinderella also went to the dance, it was not very competitive for her. She glanced disdainfully at the shabby gray dress on Wang Chengyang.

Such Cinderella would most likely be mistaken for a servant of some family.

"Okay, she can come if she wants."

There was no ups and downs in the tone.

The two sisters looked a little ugly, "Mother."

Wang Chengyang didn't seem to care about the woman's contemptuous gaze, and leisurely found a corner to sit down.

That bold gesture made Blanchett couldn't help but frown.

The coachman outside the carriage took the reins hard, the horse made a crisp cry, and the ancient carriage ran all the way towards the castle.

*

The demon is weak now.

Ji Wenxuan next to him clearly felt that after his own power was poured into him, his power was still flowing away in large amounts.

The demon's dark eyes seemed to have lost their luster, leaving only darkness and hollowness.

"I may have to accompany my nemesis. I'm really unwilling to see the Demon King wake up."

"What is it that's sucking your power?"

Ji Wenxuan finally asked.

"You said, maybe I can save you."

"I can't tell, this world is suppressing me." His figure was gradually dimming.

"Go to the dance. Maybe after you destroy the dance, I

I can still survive for a while. "

The little devil smiled.

"I just felt a disgusting smell, another angelic smell. I wish you good luck. Those guys are more hypocritical and vicious than demons like me."

Ji Wenxuan couldn't describe how he felt.

Angels and demons are both being manipulated.

His bloody pupils were filled with blood.

It's really disgusting.

*

The night is fading.

The cold moonlight shines softly on the ancient castle. The gate of the castle is more than ten meters high, and the vermilion walls highlight its grandeur and splendor.

People of different classes were coming and going at the gate.

Nobles in luxurious attire greeted each other elegantly.

The servants at the castle gate greeted them respectfully as they entered.

The common people in the city seemed to be used to it, and they lined up in a long queue calmly and naturally, and slowly entered the castle.

The interior of the castle is even more luxurious and noble, with gorgeous and elegant candlesticks, faint swaying candles, and warm vermilion fireplaces.

There are many exquisite pastries neatly arranged on the sandalwood tables on both sides of the hall, which look small and cute.

The noble queen stood at the highest point of the hall, her face could barely be seen by the people below, and she stared down solemnly.

"Welcome to my ball."

The envoy from a neighboring country walked out of the crowd, holding a huge wooden box in his hands and bowed respectfully.

"Please allow me to present the treasure to Her Majesty the Queen."

The queen agreed.

The messenger opened the box in his hand.

A gem with a holy pale golden brilliance lies quietly on the red velvet cushion in the box.

Seeing the contents of the box, Bai Xuan's aura turned cold.

That's...

That is the energy condensed from the angel's pure soul.

How dare they?

But the queen remained calm and let the servants accept the gift, calmly announcing the start of the ball.

"Then let the dance begin. I hope we can choose the most dazzling person tonight."

she said with a soft smile.

*

The dance has begun.

Everything around is still normal.

However, Yan Yao did not relax his vigilance. His powers were severely restricted in this place. Logically speaking, illusions and spiritual power have the same purpose, and spiritual power can blind people's senses when developed to a certain extent.

But he is too weak now.

So it can only be suppressed.

The crowd around them started dancing.

Boys find their beloved girls and invite them to dance.

if it is with

A girl who is in love with a boy will accept the invitation with red cheeks.

He was still looking around, but his eyes paused slightly on a certain girl and his pupils shrank slightly. Was that...?

A stout blonde girl wearing a gray skirt stood in the corner at a loss.

But isn’t that face Wang Chengyang?

This guy was really miserable. His forehead twitched slightly, he touched Bai Xuan next to him with his elbow, and whispered to him, "Look over there."

Bai Xuan looked over and couldn't help but shiver.

Can you imagine the shock of wearing an ill-fitting dress? It really hurt his eyes.

Fortunately, the fox demon vest is beautiful enough.

Otherwise, it would be the real scene of social death.

He pondered for a moment and said to Yan Yao.

"You go and invite him."

Yan Yao was shocked.

"I don't have any special quirks."

Bai Xuan was speechless, "What are you thinking? The party means that you must dance. Instead of finding someone you don't know and may be a monster, it's better to dance with him."

Yan Yao came to his senses and felt a little embarrassed. He walked towards Wang Chengyang gracefully, and his movements were truly aristocratic.

Wang Chengyang was bored in the corner watching others dance, when a brown-haired man wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly appeared in front of him. With a noble smile on his lips, he stretched out his white glove. 's right hand.

"Miss, do I have this honor?"

Wang Chengyang's eyes widened in shock and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wished he could hide immediately.

"Damn it, our club is dead."

Yan Yao's smile finally showed obvious schadenfreude.

"Ah, sorry, the captain is actually over there too."

Wang Chengyang turned his head stiffly and faced Bai Xuan's suppressed smile.

Bai Xuan waved to him over there.

Made the mouth shape.

——You are so beautiful.

He stared blankly at the white-gloved hands in front of him.

Yan Yao was still chuckling, "I forgot to mention that since it's a dance, we should have to dance."

So, he has to dance with this gloating guy.

It’s so fucking awesome.

With a sad face, Wang Chengyang agreed to Yan Yao's invitation and started dancing with Yan Yao with a magical pace.

Bai Xuan is in a rare good mood today.

Alas, I really am not a good captain when I am gloating about others' misfortune.

Suddenly a girl passed by me.

He glanced at it and was stunned for a moment.

Karen from "Red Shoes"?

black haired woman

The child was wearing a pure white dress, which formed a sharp contrast with the bright red dancing shoes under her feet.

She stood up slightly on her tiptoes and danced a waltz by herself, sometimes dancing the male steps, sometimes dancing the female steps.

There was an intoxicating smile on her face.

But it was a little weird, because the smile on her face never changed, and even the amplitude of her smile was precise to a certain extent, like a mask.

His eyes darkened slightly and he looked around.

I found that the people who had just danced were all wearing the same smile. Their smiles were getting brighter and weirder, which made people feel a slight chill in their hearts.

*

Gu Qingchuan's vest is probably the most troublesome one.

His identity is a prince.

He is the only prince in the entire illusion.

He has lost count of how many girls he has rejected who came over to him.

Even the little mermaid who had followed him earlier extended an invitation to him.

He refused expressionlessly.

The little mermaid burst into tears.

He seemed invisible.

The little mermaid ran away crying.

He felt as if he had become accustomed to it.

Even with several vests on at the same time, I didn’t even feel mentally exhausted.

In fact, according to Gu Qingchuan's character, he would not be willing to be among such a large crowd.

He would probably split it open with a sword and fly away in a pretentious manner.

It was completely impossible to get him to dance.

The dance steps of the people around him became increasingly stiff.

He looked at it coldly, holding the sword in his arms and standing straight.

The little mermaid who just left is back.

She had a bright smile on her pretty face.

“Your Highness, let’s dance together~~”

The tone is cheerful and lively.

Ah, trouble.

Gu Qingchuan's eyes showed a bit of impatience.

Sure enough, except for outsiders like them, these "aboriginals" at this dance must have been controlled long ago.

The sword in his hand moved slightly and flew out tremblingly.

Stopped in front of the little mermaid fiercely.

His tone was cold.

"roll."

*

Ji Wenxuan stood at the top and naturally saw it more clearly.

The dance steps of the dancing crowd became more and more orderly, as if they had rehearsed together many times.

Transparent and slender threads slowly appeared on their heads.

Choose the most dazzling person to be the agent of this world.

But in the end, the people who came here basically became dolls with exactly the same expressions and movements.

How can you choose?

He closed his eyes and thought deeply.

The box in the corner suddenly glowed with a faint golden light.

He glanced.

Suddenly asked, "Do you want to say something?"

The box moved slightly.

"You want me to help someone?"

The box shook up and down and left and right again.

It slowly condensed a weak beam of light, which fell lightly on the young man with blond hair and red eyes in the hall.

He paused and smiled.

"Ah, it's him."

Perhaps, he can try to make his vest the most dazzling person at this ball.

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