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Jing Yan and Yuri were also invited to the dance. The two stood together and looked at Luo Youyou from a distance. She wanted to walk over, but was stopped by Jiayi.
Luo Youyou carefully observed the two people's surroundings. They seemed to be VIPs here, wearing tuxedos, but there were undercurrents around them, as if they were being monitored. There was a metallic smell on the people around them. If Luo Youyou guessed correctly, it was silver. She had to be careful with her words and actions so as not to put them in danger.
The ball was peaceful. Luo Youyou looked at the strangers with hypocritical smiles on their faces, greeting each other. The exquisite goblets in their hands were filled with red liquid, which smelled a little of alcohol, but more of blood. No matter how elegant the decoration of this castle was or how peaceful the atmosphere was, it could not cover up its bloodiness. This bloodiness and the cruelty behind the bloodiness far exceeded that of the Lesamba Castle.
The first dance music started, the melodious saxophone music flowing gracefully. Jia Yi extended his right hand elegantly, bowing his head slightly like a gentleman. "Could you please dance with me, Miss Luo?"
Luo Youyou glanced at Jing Yan and Yuri. She saw their anger, but they did not move. Luo Youyou concluded that they were simply unable to move, so she had to put a fair and slender hand gently on Jiayi's hand.
Jiayi rubbed his fingers on the back of Luo Youyou's hand twice, feeling the smooth and delicate texture and temperature of the little hand. Luo Youyou's hand was a little cold because of nervousness, and her palm was slightly sweaty, but it was still warm to Jiayi.
Jiayi pulled Luo Youyou to the middle of the dance floor, put one hand on her slender waist like a willow, and danced gracefully, following her steps.
Luo Youyou is not a qualified dancer and she is about to step on his foot in two steps. Jiayi just looks at her with a faint smile.
Jiayi is very tall, and Luo Youyou needs to look up to see his eyes, but Luo Youyou is now grateful that he is so tall. She can feel Jiayi's gaze, but she stares at his chest tightly, finding a focus on his clothes and never letting go.
Not having to look directly at her made Luo Youyou less nervous than before, and her steps were not so flustered. Although she had never danced before, after being led by Jiayi in a few dance steps, she learned them well, and the frequency of stepping on Jiayi gradually decreased.
The entire ballroom was paved with carpet. It was not too soft, nor too hard, but it wiped the soles of the guests' shoes very clean. It was also possible that the guests had been very clean since they came in. Luo Youyou stepped on Jia Yi so many times, but his leather shoes were still reflective and shiny, without leaving a single footprint.
"Miss Luo is very talented in dancing." Jia Yi's voice sounded above his head, with a hint of praise, but more of it was naked compliment.
Luo Youyou felt like she was a chess piece in his hands and didn't understand what Jiayi meant by such a compliment. She didn't say anything. Although she was praised, Luo Youyou didn't feel honored. Her steps became disorderly again and her high heels stepped on Jiayi's foot.
Jiayi saw Luo Youyou's deliberateness, smiled slightly, stopped talking, and concentrated on dancing.
The soothing and gentle music, like a stream flowing in the mountain stream, passes through the bright scenery, just like the most carefree and happiest days that Luo Youyou spent in Pingqu University. As the music becomes slow and lingering, just like the worries and sorrows that linger in her heart day after day in her ignorance, Luo Youyou thinks of Luo Yun's sad face all year round.
Luo Youyou had not yet broken free from her depressed mood when the music suddenly turned high-pitched and passionate, like the ups and downs of a symphony of fate, with accusations and heart-wrenching roars. Jiayi's steps suddenly became hurried, and Luo Youyou could not keep up with the beat. Jiayi almost half-hugged her, spinning and jumping to the music. His crazy movements made her feel refreshed, like a kind of catharsis.
The music gradually slowed down, calming the rage in Luo Youyou's heart. Jiayi suddenly threw Luo Youyou into the air, then caught her steadily. Using inertia, he pushed her out of his arms. Luo Youyou turned around twice and was held by Jiayi's left hand. The music and dance froze at this moment. All the sounds and emotions calmed down at this moment, and there was thunderous applause.
Luo Youyou was still immersed in the music and hadn't recovered. Jiayi suddenly let go of Luo Youyou's hand, and in the blink of an eye he was sitting on the throne, looking down at the dance floor below.
Luo Youyou staggered and almost fell to the ground. Before she could stand firmly, countless black figures suddenly swarmed out from the darkness and pounced on Luo Youyou from all directions.
They were obviously not distinguished guests attending the ball. They were wearing uniform black tights that looked more like combat uniforms. The clothes were extremely elastic and changed in tightness as they moved. Luo Youyou quickly judged that these were combat vampires. They were well-trained and surrounded Luo Youyou, running at a rapid speed, forming a circle of black shadows in front of her, making it impossible for her to see how many people were here.
The running of the vampires brought up a gust of wind, causing Luo Youyou's dark hair to rise and fall wildly like waves. A biting chill gradually condensed between her brows, and her eyes flashed with a sharp light. She had no time to think about Gayi's intentions, no time to be angry, she had to calmly judge the current situation.
The black figures were still running around her. Gayi was sitting on the throne. This was a premeditated attack. The people who had originally gathered in the center of the dance floor had now all retreated to the surrounding areas, watching coldly at the wonderful show that was about to be staged on the dance floor. No one had surprise in their eyes, and some people even had their mouths slightly raised, as if they were very much looking forward to it.
Jing Yan and Yuri were instantly restrained when Jiayi retreated to the throne. They were tied with silver ropes and lay powerless on the ground. Only their eyes still had strength. They looked at Luo Youyou on the dance floor with worry and anxiety. They struggled, but were desperate.
The Secret Party is a large party that brings together seven powerful and prosperous clans with a strict hierarchy, just like a prosperous and powerful country. As the supreme commander of the past hundred years, Jia Yi is obviously more suitable to be a leader than Tang Xiu. He sat leisurely on the throne with an arrogant expression. He took the wine glass presented by his entourage, squinted his eyes, took a sip, and waved his hand.
The vampires running around Luo Youyou changed their formation instantly, and sharp swords suddenly stabbed at Luo Youyou from all directions. Luo Youyou jumped up to avoid this terrible attack. At the moment of his body falling, the swords flashing with cold light were facing the direction of Luo Youyou's fall, waiting for the prey to come to him.
P.S.: I'm writing in a quiet bar right now, planning to code until the evening. I'm going all out today! I'm going all out! For Rose's tip, I'm going all out! Thank you Rose for loving a lonely me so much, haha, and giving me the motivation to work so hard.
The soil is close to the water, you are watching so slowly~
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