In Shadow Moth's field of vision, the blood moon in the sky remained unchanged, with nothing changing.

Looking around, the fire was burning on Su Yi's fingertips. The people who were supposed to be guards were lying on the ground with their arms and legs drooling, and they were laughing.

The soul legend bites, and these people who may still be resurrected are swallowed up by the soul legend.

Pushing open the wooden door, I found that this was a street, with glazed lamps on both sides emitting dim light, and green weeds growing on the neat brick pavement.

When you reach the end of the passage, you will see morning glories twining around the black iron gate.

The iron door was opened silently, and there was not even a guard inside.

The tender green lawn seemed to have just been sprinkled with water, and one or two noble ladies were walking along the cobblestone path holding small umbrellas.

Looking from a distance, a spire castle with white bricks and black roof stands, completely different from other buildings in the world.

Su Yi tidied up his clothes, the song of the soul sang in his ears, and the legend of the soul returned to the form of the ring.

The massacre is about to begin, and the mission is to spare no one. These people have no qualifications to live.

Su Yi walked slowly on the cobblestone path. Amidst the sound of chewing soul legends, the strength of his soul continued to increase.

On the path, noble ladies fell down one after another, and each gentleman was intoxicated in the passionate kiss with the lady he had just caught, and they would not wake up.

When Su Yi was a child, he came to the gate of the castle and was stopped by two humans who looked like living creatures holding spears.

Su Yi raised his left hand and held it empty, singing the song of his soul, as if some glass of poor quality was broken.

The guard's spear broke, and Su Yi walked into the castle. There was singing and dancing in the hall, as if there was some kind of banquet going to be held tonight.

The waiters who came and went were dragging red wine cakes in their hands, and they would receive kisses from the noble ladies.

Both the Healing Church and those outside the Healing Church are in a state of intoxication, but their methods are different.

The burning steel wrapped Su Yi, and the condensed clothes fit the style of the ordinary nobles of the people inside - it was hard to imagine that there were so-called nobles here.

The sweetness of the cake is very moderate, and the red wine is translucent. It can be seen that the chefs who made them are very careful.

The roast duck is crispy in the mouth, oily but not greasy. I finished two plates in three strokes and it was very comfortable.

In order not to attract attention, Su Yi ate around the hall, while Tifa was having a homemade meal with their chef. After all, these were relatively good recipes.

For a long time, the waiters at the banquet were covered with sweat on their foreheads and their backs were wet. They no longer wanted the kisses from the ladies because they were too busy.

It was obvious that the delicacies had just been served, but when they came back they had disappeared, not even the plates were left.

They are just waiters, so they have no right to speak and can only continue to be busy.

At this time, Su Yi was full, but Tifa was still enjoying it, and sent a few portions into the storage space. Xi and Youxi meowed to praise Tifa's behavior.

Finally, the nobles who were still singing and dancing realized something was wrong. Most of the food on the table seemed to be missing.

Micro guidewires are wrapped around each person's body, and the ends are floating~
Chapter completed!