Chapter 359

The colorful doors are sprinkled with blue phosphor in the flickering ghost flowers. They are also like the entrances for night fashion people.

When the door is opened, the tree trunk is like a T-stage, with ghost flowers on both sides shining, full of artistic romance. At the end of the t-stand is a beautiful, clean table with the same exquisite silver tableware on the table, as if all these were prepared for me.

I became the only guest in this palace, the city of fine arts.

Under the white tablecloth is a small round table. On the round table there is a thin vase. In the vase is a ghost flower. The light blue light spreads over the white tablecloth, dyeing the white tablecloth with almost transparent blue light.

The quiet hall sounded beautiful music, from the depths of the dark, came a silver robot, his head wearing a chef's cap, very funny.

He came to me and bowed down to me. When he got up, he suddenly raised his hand and a plate of cake appeared in his hand.

I laughed: "is this magic?"

He put the cake in front of me and opened it with his right hand, a knife and fork, and a red wine cup with his left hand. It was like magic.

But look carefully, his body is very big, like a refrigerator.

He turned around and took out a steak for me. It was fragrant.

He put the steak in front of me and held out his right hand again, this time with black pepper sauce

"thank you." I look around and say, get up, bend around, and then sit down again and start eating. The steak tastes good, whether it's 60 years old or not.

The robot began to raise its hands again. This time, a transparent bottle of wine was produced. When the bottle cap was pulled off, bubbles like champagne appeared. However, when the liquid touched the air, it turned pink again. It was very magical.

I took a red wine cup to smell, is the peach flavor, and then tasted, as sweet as peach juice.

I eat and drink alone in this quiet palace, my hands stop slowly, but my heart becomes lost and heavy. They treat me, they welcome me with romance, but none of them can have dinner with me

They looked at me quietly. A blue figure floated down from the sky across the dining table. He was like the hair of a tentacle flying in the air.

He fell in front of me and looked at me suspiciously with a crooked face.

"What's the matter with you?" Suddenly the robot asked.

I raised a faint smile, raised my face to see the ghost Prince: "thank you, you are so good."

The ghost Prince looked at me and opened his mouth as if he wanted to stop talking. His expression was very similar to that of the ghost queen when she asked me to release them.

I want to ask if I can help them out, but I can't speak because of this delicious meal.

They treat me to eat, they treat me to drink, they play beautiful music for me, so that they can become romantic and beautiful around, but I ask them if they want to die?

I can't bear to destroy the beauty now.

The ghost Prince looked at the robot. The robot stretched out his left hand, and there was an empty glass in his hand. The robot poured the wine into the empty glass and put it in front of me. The ghost Prince looked at me with the ghost prince.

I laughed faintly, picked up the glass and collided with him. I drank the wine. The robot poured the wine on the head of the ghost prince. The liquor passed through his body. The pink liquor dyed him a pink purple color.

I burst out laughing: "ha ha ha, you turn purple."

The ghost prince also looked at himself and laughed. The ghosts around him seemed to find something interesting. Suddenly, the whole hall began to sprinkle yellow liquid, and all of a sudden everyone was dyed green.

The music suddenly became dynamic, and they danced through each other in the yellow liquid.

They are so happy, they and Chloe ruins face the doomsday mentality is completely different, someone helped them find happiness from despair!

I looked at the ghost prince in front of me. He also swayed happily in the yellow liquid, laughing happily.

My skin also began to dye yellow, yellow liquid with a flower fragrance, on my skin shining.

My head gradually heavy, is that good to drink peach wine, I feel a kind of never before joyful mood, that wine makes me feel happy, feel excited, drowsy.

I was lying on the table in the music. In the blurred vision, only their figures were shaking. It seems that I can't drink anything given by others in the future. Of course, it's a joke. I believe these ghosts. I believe in them more than people outside

"Wake up..."

"Wake up..." The boy's voice sounded in my ear, I slowly opened my eyes, in front of me was the bright sunlight, and a Brilliant smile.

My vision gradually clear, he slowly back, clear smile at me: "so you are a girl."

I can see him clearly. He has white skin, the face of a beautiful and pure boy in the East, his soft lines, his shy eyes, his clear smile and his artistic temperament.His hair was braided with colorful ribbons. I reached out and picked up a bunch of braids hanging from his chest: "it's like this..." It turns out that his whisker like hair is because of his hair style.

He laughed and said, "is my ghost look more frightening?" He said jokingly that his face was still clear and clean when he talked about the state of ghosts.

His clean and pure as clear sunlight and transparent water as clean, people can not bear to profane half.

I look at him sad, what makes him so optimistic.

He immediately frowned, worried: "what's the matter with you? Don't be sad, don't be sad. People are always going to die, and we are still alive. My art will continue. Art is our life, so we need your help He grabbed my hands and looked at me eagerly.

His body is very artistic and sexy, a quick color seven color woven short cloth clothes, the big round collar let his shoulder slightly exposed, the short pendulum as long as you lift your hand, it will show his navel, loose and flapping, gorgeous but not gorgeous.

He stepped aside in front of me. I immediately saw the people standing behind him. Like Chloe's ruins, there were old people, children, men and women. They were dressed in all kinds of colors, but there was one thing in common. They were dressed casually.

Some are rigorous, some are disorderly, some are regular, some are ragged.

They just stand there and see all kinds of artistic styles among human beings.

Ancient, modern, postmodern, metal, abstract, all kinds of artistic styles.

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