Go Through My Demon Host - Chapter 4116

Chapter 4116 Mr. (1)

This year’s New Year is at the beginning of February. On New Year’s Eve, the blood clan lights up continuously for thousands of miles.

This year is another year.

has not found him yet.

Dye Bai walked on the long street, his red clothes were like snow, and he wore a black cloak. The black fox fur and down matched the red clothes, and his skin was paler. He wore a mask and could not distinguish between his eyebrows and eyes.

She has the heart to keep a low profile, and the people of the blood clan will naturally not recognize that His Royal Highness the dignified blood clan will appear on the street on New Year’s Eve.

The long boots made a creaking sound when stepping on the snow, and the lights all the way, three thousand never went out.

The blood race has a long history and mysterious legends. In fact, you will not feel anything special when you are in it. There are also humans who live here with their favorite blood races.

A food shop was soliciting customers, the smell of dumplings and the heat wafted far away, Dianbai picked a place to sit down, and his partial eyes could just see the prosperity.

“Your dumplings are ready.” Xiao Er quickly brought the dumplings up with a smile on his face.

Ranbai hummed, and withdrew his gaze casually, taking a sip of the silver spoon with his long, pale fingers.

The taste is actually good.

paused for a few seconds, then the white dyeing movement stopped, and the wide red sleeves drooped down. Covering half of the wrist, the fingers holding the spoon were faintly pale, and the joints were thick.

The surrounding is full of laughter, so lively.

In the distance, the ink color is prosperous, and the lights are always bright.

There was no expression on her face, the light jumped in her pupils, as if she was swallowed by a dark color, and she took a sip again calmly and calmly.

Eating dumplings on New Year’s Eve is a very traditional habit, and the blood tribe did not have this habit.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, the spoon was thrown heavily on the table, she stood up, and in three or two steps, she found the young lady just now, with a soft and gentle tone: “Who made this bowl of dumplings?”

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment and said, “A guest gave it to you just now.”

“Where is he.”

I don’t know why, the attitude of dyeing white is obviously very good, but Xiao Er felt a chill pour into his body, stuttered unconsciously and said, “Then, that person has left…”

“gone?”

Ranbai smiled, her brows and eyes were lazy and sullen, and soon, the last trace of her smile disappeared, and she broke into the back kitchen regardless of the store’s stop!

His eyes swept across all the blood clans present, and in every corner, the store owner hurriedly said: “What are you doing? Outsiders can’t enter here!”

Ranbai didn’t pay any attention to what he meant. After sweeping around unscrupulously, he suddenly turned around and walked out. The black cloak was hunting for the wind, and the cumbersome gold thread embroidered on it also gave off a chill. Like the February ice, it slammed down heavily, without a trace of emotion.

“Seal the whole city—”

“check!”

Ying Li was shocked, vaguely guessing why Ranbai was like this, his pupils tightened, and a deep voice responded.

The furious shopkeeper suddenly froze, his teeth chattering in shock, and he knelt on the ground with a choking: “Your Highness, Your Highness?!”

The dyed white expression is indistinguishable in the night, and it is dark and difficult to see.

“No need to check.”

A low voice came from behind. The tone was clear, gentle and courteous, like the sound of a temple bell, and like a scripture recited in front of the Buddha.

In the icy cold wind howling, there is an unusual sense of sobriety, every word is neither light nor heavy.

The dyed white was stagnant for a moment, and turned around in the heavy snow. The black cloak and red robes swelled with the wind, silver hair and red eyes.

“Here I am,” he said.

(end of this chapter)