Talking about the owner of the nightclub is actually not boring. Because of that experience, Angel will probably remember it for the rest of his life.
Regarding the nightclub owner, Angel once had a conversation with Mr. Feng in the painting, but the focus of the conversation at that time was not on the nightclub owner.
Nowadays, it is rare to talk about this legendary figure, and Angel is still very happy.
As Angel narrated, a plump character seemed to appear in the mind of the half-blooded devil with curly horns.
Time passed slowly, and Angel finally finished telling the last thing about the nightclub owner.
Although the half-blooded devil with curly horns did not see Angel during the entire process, he could hear the surging emotions from Angel's tone of voice.
For Angel, this "night" must also be an unforgettable person.
"Now you understand why I signed a secret Tarot contract with you, right?"
The curled-horned half-blood demon slowly came back to his senses and sighed softly: "I understand. I didn't expect that such a big shot would come from the descendants of our clan. Okay... ok..."
Although he had said yes, the curly-horned half-blood demon was in a very low mood, and even his eyes were moist.
You definitely can't see this scene in reality, after all, he only has his soul left now. But on the Dream Bridge, long-lost tears fell from his eyes.
The previous elegance, arrogance and indifference all disappeared at this time. Only the Dante man in front of him was left crying and still saying "ok"...
No matter how emotional the scene is, it will eventually be broken.
Although it can be seen that the half-blooded devil with curly horns is still thinking about the night club owner, he has a lot of time left to reflect on the aftermath, and he is not in a hurry for this moment.
"It seems that you are very satisfied with my answer, right?"
The half-blood demon with curly horns lowered his head, hiding his nose that was red from crying, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are indeed a very rude person."
"If you insist on labeling me 'rude', then I can accept it." Angele paused: "Since you didn't refute what I said, you should be satisfied. Now, I
This rude person should be rewarded."
The half-blood demon with curly horns said solemnly: "I know you have a lot of questions, and I will try my best to tell you. But I still need you to answer my last question."
"Excuse me."
"A descendant of my tribe, Ye. Did he mention that there are other Dante tribesmen?"
Angel: "No. I know that the night club owner is from the Dante tribe because I entered the painting and saw the night club owner's memories. In the night club owner's memories, apart from the endless starry night, there is only
That fire under the night sky.”
"The fire that made him an orphan."
Curled-horned half-blood demon: "In other words, only Ye is left in the Dante clan now?"
"And you."
"I'm just a wisp of ghost, what kind of Dante clan do I have?" The half-blood devil with curled horns may feel that he has lost face today, and his words no longer have the coldness and arrogance of the outside world.
"So, you have given up the glory of the Dante clan, so your glory is really... cheap." Angel knew that this was exposing a scar, but he just did it. Anyway, he is a rude person
The great villain.
"You..." The half-blood demon with curly horns felt his throat was choking, and he didn't know what to say.
In the end, I could only sneer: "Of course I am a Dante tribe member, just like Ye. Then besides me and Ye, are there no other Dante tribe members?"
Angel: "I don't know. But he is the only one left in the nightclub master branch. Of course, there may be many little nights in the future, but..."
Before Angel could finish speaking, his ears suddenly felt hot, as if they were being burned by fire.
At the same time, a lonely figure seemed to appear in front of Angel's eyes, standing in a flame, staring at him quietly.
"Night host?!" Angel was about to say something when his figure slowly disappeared.
Angel touched his hot earlobe and silently cursed in his heart: I just said a few nonsense words casually, and then they went directly across time, space and boundaries to burn me. Is it worth it?
Angel sighed helplessly and returned his thoughts to Dream Bridge.
The half-blooded demon with curly horns didn't know what was happening in the outside world, and was still wondering why Angel disappeared after saying half a word.
Of course, even if the half-blooded devil with curly horns asked, Angel would not answer. It would be better to bury such an embarrassing matter in your stomach.
"Ahem, let's continue. Anyway, he is the only person from the nightclub master's lineage. Maybe your Dante clan has other branches, so don't be discouraged."
Angel originally wanted to talk a little bit. Anyway, the nightclub owner is the only one who can stand up to your clan. But if you think about it carefully, even if he is now a rude and evil person, he still has to stick to the bottom line... Of course,
This is definitely not because he is worried about the club owner scoring a brace.
"Although I don't hear that you mean to comfort me, I accept this statement." The curled-horned half-blood demon's eyes suddenly became a little blurry: "Perhaps, other tribesmen just... hide."
Angel still didn't answer, but said silently in his heart: You have such a big backer as the nightclub owner, but you still can't show up? What are you thinking?
"There are no other questions, then it's your turn to repay me?"
Curled-horned half-blood demon: "Okay, you can ask. However, there are many things, especially things about Naraku City, that I basically can't say. This is the contract I have to abide by as a guard."
Angel: "I know, don't rush now. I'll ask you the questions after we go out and meet up with the others. However, I have to promise that what I talked about with you in Mengqiao will not be leaked to anyone."
"
"I know, haven't we already signed a secret Tarot contract?" the half-blooded devil with curly horns asked doubtfully.
His focus was not on the "things to talk about", but on the "Dream Bridge". However, Angel did not explain. He believed that the half-blooded devil with curly horns would not talk about anything that had happened before, including the Dream Bridge.
"Let's go back."
After Angel finished speaking, a large invisible hand emerged from the door of the dreamland, and in the surprised eyes of the curled-horned half-blood demon, he gently pushed him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The next second, the half-blooded devil with curled horns sleeping in the nightmare realm opened his eyes.
He looked around and saw Angel busy at the side, restraining the surrounding illusions and releasing the two previous elemental companions.
However, the protection arranged by Shadow has not been removed yet.
Angel stepped forward: "What are you still doing lying on the ground? It's time to get up."
Fortunately, Angel hadn't canceled Ermi's protection yet. If others saw the half-blooded devil with curled horns lying on the ground, they might think of something - specifically Doakes.
The half-blooded demon with curled horns stood up silently. After closing his eyes for a few seconds, the turbulent emotions slowly settled down and returned to his original elegant and handsome appearance.
Angel made sure that his emotions were no longer ups and downs, and then he removed Ermi's protection.
As soon as the shadow protection was lifted, Angel saw Doakes rushing over and looked left and right.
"What are you doing?" Angel asked with a frown.
"Let me see if inspiration can come to me. Help me review what you said here." Doakes said it without any scruples.
Including Angel, everyone looked at Doakes speechlessly... and said not to call you a prophecy wizard! Whose inspiration was used in this way?
"Did you find anything?" Angel looked at Doakes with a smile.
Doakes suddenly fell silent, and after a while: "I won't tell you if I find anything."
After finishing speaking, Doakes turned around rather proudly and walked to the side of the crowd.
Angel looked at his back speechlessly. The more he got to know this guy, the more he felt that his appearance was completely inconsistent with his personality. He obviously looked masculine and handsome, but why was he so complicated inside?
Angel shook his head and walked back to the crowd, standing next to the Black Earl.
"I've said everything that needs to be said, but I haven't asked any of the questions that need to be asked." Angel: "We're just waiting to be together now."
When Angel said these words, he was very sincere and calm, and he also wanted to use this to regain everyone's trust.
The Black Earl nodded: "Then let's get started."
After a pause, the Black Earl said: "By the way, the people chasing us behind have suffered a little hardship, and they probably won't be able to catch up in a short time. However, more people have already entered the flue."
The Black Earl had told Angel before that he discovered some things at the positioning point, and this is what he wanted to talk about. However, there are still some details, and Angel has some questions. After this is over, he would like to inquire in detail.
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"You can ask. I hope it's best to ask alone. I don't like to hear multiple people's voices at the same time. Also, try not to ask about the affairs of Naraku City ten thousand years ago, because there are contract restrictions. Things here after that are fine.
Let me talk to you, or do you want to hear the stories of some of the forerunners who have explored this place?" The half-blooded devil with curly horns walked over and regained his previous sense of superiority in his tone.
Angel even felt more disgusted than before.
"There are so many rules." Doakes said softly, "Besides, who wants to listen to the story of the Forerunners? What are they called Forerunners? They are basically robbers, okay?"
"I like the word robber. So, you are not robbers?" the half-blood demon with curly horns raised his eyebrows.
To be continued...