Chapter 250 Dance

When Band finished reading that poem, Han Feng vaguely heard a sound of the mechanism being turned on, but others seemed to have not heard it, and continued to think. Han Feng looked at the badge of Qiang at the gate of the temple in confusion, and his eyes that were faintly visible on the badge seemed to be staring at Han Feng at this moment.

Deep in the cold wind's heart, a voice was constantly echoing, "Come in, come in. My child."

A long-lost sense of intimacy arose, just like the feeling when I saw the god of death. Han Feng's brows frowned even more, and his mind was full of doubts. What's going on?

Bande's joking words interrupted Hanfeng's thoughts and glanced at Bande contemptuously. Hanfeng took a step forward and walked towards the gate of the temple, and decided to respond to the silent call to solve this question that puzzled him.

Looking at Han Feng's disdainful eyes, Band was angry and gritted his teeth. Band told himself that the nobles should have the demeanor of a nobleman and should not be as knowledgeable as these refugees who didn't know where they came from. He took a deep breath and ignored any plans, Band kept up with Han Feng's footsteps.

Han Feng stopped in front of the gate helplessly, and a delicate magic lock the size of two fists blocked his way. There was a keyhole on the side of the magic lock, and the front was filled with divine texts like the one on the inscription. There was no rust or incompleteness in time. The magic lock still stood firm at its post and protected the temple from being invaded by others.

Seeing the cold wind stop, Bander stepped forward and snorted coldly. "What are you doing first? I thought you had the ability to open this magic lock? Tell you first, there is a self-destruct device. If you want to violently dismantle it, you will blow everything into the sky."

"Can anyone unlock the lock?" Han Feng turned his eyes to the most likely Ye Xiao and Falcon, but both shook their heads.

Bander can open this kind of magic lock, just find the key or answer the above divine text question. Although Bander does not have a key, he understands divine text. Bander deliberately did not say it, and stayed aside with a sneer on his face and watched Han Feng's joke. Unfortunately, Han Feng once again disappointed him.

"No one can drive it, then I'll drive it." Han Feng continued to say that everyone was not talking.

Band did not speak this time, looking like he was waiting to watch the show. Such a magic lock may not be opened even with the top lock-opening technique. The keys of each magic lock are specially made, with various shapes and different. You can't even think of opening without a key or the correct divine text password.

A mass of water gradually gathered from Han Feng's hands. Band thought Han Feng was ungrateful and planned to use magic to force the magic lock to send everyone to hell. He shouted loudly: "Run!"

The water flow in Han Feng's hand slowly changed and he drilled into the keyhole. Various "crack" sounds were constantly made in the magic lock, indicating that the safety in the door lock was opened one by one.

After a while, the water flow retreated and slowly turned into a polyhedral key with countless teeth in the air. The water flow gradually began to condense, and a key formed by solid ice appeared in the hands of Han Feng.

Band ran a short distance, but found that no one followed. When he looked back, he found that everyone was looking at him strangely. Band's face suddenly became ugly, and he made a mistake in judgment. Band's eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't believe that Han Feng had used this method to change the key.

Han Feng seemed to have a sense of his heart, or he unconsciously glanced at Bande, inserted the key made of ice into the keyhole, and rotated it counterclockwise for a while. "Bang!" The exquisite magic lock fell to the ground.

How could Bande not see Hanfeng? As a proud person, Bande wanted to draw his sword to fight Hanfeng on the spot, but reason and face stopped him at the same time. After all, from beginning to end, Hanfeng did not insult his personality and dignity, nor did he act irrationally. Raised duel with him, he was arrogant. The more important reason was that Hanfeng's strength made him a little worried. Even so, Bande still felt that there was a fire in his heart.

The cold wind gently pushed open the door, and a luxurious aristocratic living room appeared in everyone's sight, and melodious light music echoed throughout the temple. Looking around, the space inside the temple is much larger than the outside, and the indoor environment cannot tell that it is a temple, more like a dance venue held by the nobles.

In the middle of the hall is a circular dance floor with three steps downwards. Above the dance floor is a crystal lamp with colorful light. Many long tables and wooden chairs are neatly placed around the dance floor, and there are even refreshments on the round table.

Weird! The entire temple is weird! If Han Feng takes it for granted when he enters the door, he is a sudden sneak attack or attack, trap, or something, Han Feng takes it for granted, but it is a bit difficult for Han Feng to accept such a noble banquet hall to appear in the temple.

"Hehehehe..." The light slowly dimmed, and the original light music changed to a more dynamic dance music. Only the crystal lamp directly above the dance floor was still full of colorful light, and many figures slowly emerged from the inner room and gathered at the long table around the dance floor.

Under the light, countless noble ladies dressed in gorgeous clothes, tall figures and outstanding appearances, handsome, amiable, strong and strong handsome guys shuttled between the dining tables and kept chatting. Everyone wore a half-faced mask of various colors, adding a little mystery and more tempting.

Soon, several young couples had already stepped into the dance floor and danced to the music. Under the lights, everyone seemed very energetic and charming.

"Huh? Why are we being stunned here? Why don't you go dancing quickly? Bingdong, don't compete with me. I already like that beauty." Ye Xiao's leather armor was gone. At some point, it turned into a pure silk long gown. When he was worn, he looked very energetic. Ye Xiao looked at the crowd coming and going, and was already moved. He suddenly woke up and looked at the cold wind with vigilance.

"This beautiful lady, can I be lucky enough to invite you to dance a dance?" Ye Xiao was still whining. Band was wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves on both hands, showing his noble style. He placed his left hand behind and his right hand stretched out, and a sunny smile on his face invited a girl in a lily-colored dress.

"Damn it! He actually took the lead! Night Owl, let's go!" Victor originally planned to express his friendship to the lady, but unfortunately, Band had already made a move silently. He tidied up the light green robe on his body, and Victor walked towards another young girl who looked very young.

The others were also dressed in costumes and followed Victor with a smile, mixing into the crowd.

Han Feng walked at the end of the team, wearing an ice-blue evening dress, showing his cold and arrogant temperament to the fullest. A half-faced mask like thin ice covered the area above his nose, and his black and deep eyes were so charming. Han Feng's mind was a little confused, and it seemed that it shouldn't be like this. The purpose of coming here should not be to attend a social dance between nobles. But no matter how he thought about it, should he do other things besides attending the dance?

As everyone walked into the crowd, the gate of the temple slowly closed. Before the gate was completely closed, a figure that seemed a little weak jumped in through the cracks of the gate. Xiao Hui's nose shook slightly and sneaked towards the shadow near the cold wind.

Ye Xiao knew at a glance that he was a veteran among the flowers. Although he was a little vulgar, he tricked the girls into roaming with his sweet mouth that seemed to be painted with honey. The girls beside Ye Xiao were all smiling and hanging on Ye Xiao's body. Seeing the laughter the most, the ones who wanted to melt their bodies into Ye Xiao's body.

As a nobleman, Band looks very gentleman in treating women. He stared at the aristocratic girl before, stared at her tenderly, and gently put his powerful arms on her slender waist. He danced with her on the dance floor in music.

The other few people were all rough people. They either talked to the girl while eating or danced with others on the dance floor with twisted footsteps. They just stepped on other people's feet from time to time, which made others scream. Soon, they broke free from the arms of several people and walked away.

The two ladies, Falcon and Ourinomo, dressed more attractively, attracted countless jealous gazes around them and the fiery eyes of countless men. However, the two seemed to have no idea that they sat aside, waiting for the men to invite them.

Falcon is wearing a sleeveless tight dress. She is a ranger and has a uniform and streamlined body. Her exposed arms and long legs make people imagine countless reverie. Especially those long legs, which are looming under the translucent long skirt, are full of charm. Countless men's eyes are focused on those beautiful legs without a trace of fat.

But more eyes were gathered on Eurinomo, wearing a hot and fashionable outfit. It can be said that her breasts were only wrapped in two slightly larger pieces of cloth, and a pair of breasts could break free from the locks of the cloth at any time as she moved. Her waist and abdomen were covered by a layer of tulle, and the slender waist was even more eye-catching against the backdrop of the tulle. A pair of shorts with a single root perfectly presented the perfect pair of flawless ** in front of everyone.

Countless men offered sincere invitations to the two, but they always savored the wine proudly and remained indifferent. It seemed that this extremely handsome man could not catch their eyes.

The cold wind was incompatible with this noisy dance party. He was still hiding in a dark corner alone and drinking the wine in his hand. His mind was full of himself. What was the purpose of coming here? But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

"Sir. Can you invite me to dance?" A crisp and pleasant voice interrupted the cold wind's thoughts.


Chapter completed!