How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 214 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (52)

   Duan Wensen dragged Wen Xien and rushed in all the way.

   It's still afternoon, and it's not even night, but it's already hot inside, and the deafening music makes Wen Xien feel that his ears are deafening.

   Duan Wensen broke through the crowd and walked all the way to the reserved box, there were a lot of people inside, and the music playing was also very exciting.

  Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, Duan Wensen threw Wen Xien, who was dragging him, to the ground.

   "Stop it for my mother!" Duan Wensen's deterrent made the whole audience silent.

   Everyone saw Duan Wensen who suddenly rushed over, and they didn't dare to take a breath for a while.

  Only the colorful neon lights are still dangling in this place where the demons dance, and the deafening sound has also been turned off.

   Wen Xien, who was thrown onto the stage by Duan Wensen, stood up with support, the hair on his forehead was slightly messy.

  The audience was silent, all staring at him, who was suddenly thrown to the ground by a madman like Duan Wensen.

   The people next to him thought that Duan Wensen was trying to **** him off again, and they all started to coax from the initial daze.

  Wen Xien got up from the ground, the light was gorgeous, shining from the floor.

  But Wen Xien's pale and beautiful face is not at all popular, even if it drags her into this world.

   She knew that what Duan Wensen hated most was her appearance!

   There were many people around, and Duan Wensen just dragged her by the arm and dragged her in front of those people.

   Those people could see Wen Xien's face clearly, and there was no doubt that everyone's eyes were attracted.

   The slender and thin person fell into a place that was incompatible with her, surrounded by demons who wanted to devour her.

   Duan Wensen raised his chin slightly, but his eyes were still glued to Wen Xien's body, "Pretty?"

   His tone was as light as a plaything.

Everyone around    nodded excitedly and agreed.

   This is more than just beautiful!

   Their eyes were so disgusting that they stuck to her body, but the most disgusting one was still the wicked boy.

   "Then let's play for you." Duan Wensen smiled, a morbid smile.

The people around    are actually very good at winking, but this time they didn't notice what was wrong with Duan Wensen, and they were all fascinated by this person.

   They all surrounded, Wen Xien watched Duan Wensen quietly through the people in front.

   Duan Wensen stared at Wen Xien closely.

   She was pushed against the cold wall, her thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably, like a helpless young bird.

   revealed a piece of soft white flesh, which slammed into his eyes.

   Duan Wensen felt that the vision in front of him was a little blurry, as if it was covered in blood.

   This is a precursor to his illness. He has always had a mild irritable disorder. His heart is not as calm as he appears, but if there is nothing particularly exciting, he will generally not get sick.

   He hadn't been so restless in the past few years, his nerves were tense, as if he could break at any time.

   He saw those people's Adam's apples rolling up and down.

   In a trance, he thought again that he had held Wen Xien against the wall like this a year ago. At that time, Wen Xien shook his head hummingly, tears fell, and a layer of water mist appeared in those beautiful eyes, causing ripples.

   At that time, even Duan Wensen had to admit that he was fascinated by this person.

   But being fascinated by such a person, Duan Wensen is so unwilling and even more reluctant to admit it.

  The lights and shadows staggered, and they gathered together on the dark floor, like a rotten worm that only wriggled.

   In the center of the light, people with pale skin stand out.

   Ink-colored hair was dripping wetly on the side of his face, his beautiful dull eyes were rippling with autumn water, his fair face was flushed with a thin layer of red, and his rosy lips were moistened with crystal clear water, like a ghost who just came out of the bath.

   Duan Wensen's pupils shrank suddenly.

   The fingers on his legs trembled suddenly, and Duan Wensen suddenly felt that the person next to him was particularly annoying.

   It's too annoying to want to kill them all.

   She bit her lip tightly, her rosy lip was horribly white because of her bite, and tears kept falling from those beautiful eyes, soaking the floor, forming a large dark water trail.

she cried……

"boom!"

The man who was grabbed by the arm fell to the ground fiercely. The boy who looked like a bystander just now came over at some point. His feet humiliatedly stepped on the man's head and pinched it fiercely. .

   His eyes were bottomless.

   "You really dare to touch?"

  Bang——Blood splashes everywhere!

He's crazy! No, it should be that he has never been normal!

  The shards of glass slid across the corner of his eye, and blood slowly came out, drop by drop, and fell onto his long eyelashes. His eyelashes tangled slightly, and the blood fell off.

   In their terrified eyes, Duan Wensen laughed lowly, with the blood on the corner of his eyes, like a wicked ghost.

   Duan Wensen turned his head and smashed it down at the man.

   Those who were smashed by him had all touched Wen Xien.

   Others didn't dare to make a sound at all, and the person who was smashed didn't dare to resist, because the person in front of him was Duan Wensen, and if they offended him, they would not have a better time.

   All the lights seemed to just shine on him.

   He turned his head in this extreme brilliance, his steps staggering.

   He looked at Wen Xien and walked towards Wen Xien by stepping on the floor lit with blue lights.

Step by step--

   It seems that only the sound of his footsteps is quiet now.

   "Jon—" Duan Wensen was still chewing the name in his mouth.

   (end of this chapter)