So, the invitation to the ball was sent to Tianfu Lingcheng.
There are not many humans who can live in Tianfu Lingcheng, so it is not difficult to inquire about the place.
"Dance party." Su Qingyu was a little embarrassed, "I'm not very good at dancing."
Su Qingyu learned about this body when he was young, and he also has memories of it.
But since Su's father and mother died in an accident, all her tutoring classes have stopped.
In order to change the predicament, the original owner put all his energy into studying.
Dancing has long been slack.
"Wuxin, can you dance?"
Wu Xin shook his head. When he was alive, he had seen dancers dancing in the palace, and they looked like fluttering butterflies.
“Yes.”
That’s right, Wuxin used to be a general. How can a general dance
Su Qingyu was ready to call the other four over.
The Luo family's dance party will definitely invite more than just Su Qingyu.
The power of the Luo family cannot be underestimated, she wants to go and take a look.
By the way, take a few of the cats at home out for a walk.
Wu Xin was very familiar with the monsters that Su Qingyu had contracted, and before Su Qingyu called them over, he took the lead in answering: "Shuangxi can't dance, and Bai Yuanxiang is only good at school ballroom dancing.
Simon can waltz, and if you are not afraid of him burning your clothes, you can ask him to teach you."
"Let's talk about it later." Su Qingyu stretched and casually placed the invitation on the coffee table next to him. "It's not a big deal. I'll just go and join in the fun. I can't dance, but at most I can show off some snacks next to them."
"Master, please let me go to the dance with you." Wuxin's skin was extremely pale, and he exuded a dead aura.
He raised the human hand. Under the moonlight, the fingertips were slender and pale, as if without a trace of blood.
"You can't dance."
"I can learn for the master."
Su Qingyu looked at Wuxin in the night. He was indeed very different from Du Yu.
His skin was as pale as snow, the hole in his chest was unconcealed, his bones were white, and his whole body was filled with death and coldness.
He is the cold white moon and the chill wind blowing through the cemetery.
Looks dangerous, but loyal.
From his exquisitely dressed appearance, to his emotional voice and the loneliness in his eyes, everything about Du Yu looked like a human.
He is the bright colors and the cherry blossoms blooming for ten miles.
Looks friendly, but actually is wild and hard to tame.
It’s different. It’s really different.
"Master, who are you thinking of when you look at me?"
Su Qingyu came back to her senses immediately. She did not answer Wuxin's question, but smiled and agreed to his previous question: "If you can learn it, I will take you with me that day."
Shen Sinian managed to get an invitation to the dance.
He stood in front of the mirror, trying on a suit.
Looking at the handsome face in the mirror, his eyes became more determined.
The system told him that Luo Zixuan was his destined person and could improve his luck.
He already liked Luo Zixuan, and after hearing what the system said, he decided to take the initiative.
Tianfu Lingcheng, inside the Red Organization.
Steaming green tea was placed on the mahogany table, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows showed the lifeless scenery outside.
The white-haired boy sat in the leadership seat, his face was like jade, and there was a hint of fatigue in his gray eyes. He was thinner than before, and the black Taoist robe on his body was even more empty than before.