Through the palace affairs, Grand Duke Yingwei issued a convening order in the mansion. All guards, servants, attendants, supervisors at all levels, including Marquis Charles and members of the Dawn Team were summoned to the hall.

The hall is luxurious and vast, with colorful gems inlaid on the walls, immeasurable antiques are placed in the corners of the banquet, and some places are also decorated with authentic works by famous Renaissance painters of the old era.

This is not the place, it is the place where Marquis Charles held a banquet before, and it is also where Luo Yu smashed the consul of the Union with one punch.

After the arrival of Grand Duke Yingweide, this decadent wind was curbed, and the former banquet hall was transformed into a reception hall.

At this time, everyone in the Grand Duke Mansion was waiting here, waiting for someone to arrive.

"Dongdongdongdong..." Amid the dull footsteps, Grand Duke Autria's guard arrived, and there was a strange figure in the middle of the team. When the servants of Grand Duke's Mansion saw this figure, they couldn't help but frown.

What kind of person is this? First of all, fat, secondly, fat, and finally fat!

The man was about 1.9 meters tall, and his obese body was piled with fat. He could hear the sound of oil and water rolling. What was abruptly was that he was wearing the clothes of a Buddhist monk, with Buddhist beads larger than his fist hanging around his neck, his hair was covered with black hair, and he held a five-foot nine-ring Zen stick in his hand. He was covered with black iron, one end like the teeth of the new moon, and the other end like the ancient bell of the Donghuang, weighing more than a hundred pounds, and he had a great momentum of killing monsters.

Grand Duke Yingweid made a gesture to step forward, and the servant who had been waiting for a long time pushed out the dining cart and came to the monk.

When the tablecloth was opened, everyone couldn't help but whisper, and saw that the dining cart was filled with fat pig, beef, mutton, with a strong color, aroma, oily radiance, and a large jar of fragrant white wine.

"Hahaha." The Buddhist monks had no taboo about this. They grabbed pigs, cows and sheep and started gnawing, chewing them with bones and meat. They swallowed them into their stomachs with big mouthfuls, and they raised their mouths to drink. When he finished eating, his body seemed to have grown a circle again, and everyone finally understood how his fat body came about.

After the monk finished eating, he bowed to Grand Duke Yingweide, and said in a fat voice that only fat people have: "I am polite."

In Buddhist abstinence, wine and meat are also among them. This fat monk broke the precepts and was a wine and meat monk.

Grand Duke Yingweid was short and had to raise his head to see the face of the wine monk, but this did not affect his majesty at all: " Grand Duke Ultra said, can you help me find the killer?"

The wine monk smiled and his eyebrows were kind and his eyes were kind. The fat meat on his face fell together, and he had a bit of a Buddha's expression: "Hahaha, I traveled around and wanted to find a mere killer, so why not?"

Grand Duke Yingweide didn't like nonsense and said bluntly: "According to your request, everyone in the Grand Duke's Mansion is here. This killer can enter and exit freely like a shadow. It must have been mixed inside. Just look for these people."

As soon as Grand Duke Yingwei said this, everyone was shocked and looked at each other. When they thought that the people around them were probably the killer who was stolen at night, they couldn't help but feel scared.

"Misfortune!!!" Without any signs, the wine monk raised the Nine Ring Zen Staff, and the face of the ancient bell fell to the ground. However, when it hit the ground, the five-foot-foot Zen Staff sounded one after another, and the roar sounded in the air. With the contact point at the bottom as the center, substantial shock waves burst out around, overturning the crowd like a tsunami.

Under the terrifying sound waves, the crowd was overturned, and even the ceiling above its head had cracks, and dust fell down, as if it had experienced an earthquake.

With the support of the Grand Duke Guard, the angry Grand Duke Yingweid got up from the ground and said coldly: "You actually dare..."

"Hahaha." The wine monk let out a fat laugh. Suddenly, his huge body turned into a black shadow and approached forward at a ghostly speed. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at a person.

Zi Su looked at the person who was targeted by the wine monk and subconsciously shouted: "Little Fox..."

Yes, after the sound wave just now, the wine monk came directly to the little fox.

The wine monk poked out his fat hand, reached towards his long legs that were so beautiful that he was suffocating, and took off the little fox's shoes. What kind of beautiful feet was that? It was full, crystal clear, lubricated, delicate, and the curves were gentle and stretched. A few small blue veins were faintly reflected under the back of the feet, and the light pink soles were small and cute. It reminded people of the kitten's meat pads and couldn't help but want to knead them.

"Hahaha." The wine monk touched the little fox's naked feet, his fingers slashed across the fat-like skin, and his eyebrows were kind and his eyes were kind. "Female donor, the sound waves just now, you can land silently, you are good at it."

Everyone was shocked. It turned out that the sound wave just now was not the warning of the wine monk, but to distinguish the sound?!

Indeed, killers are often synonyms of concealment and flexibility, coming without a shadow, going without a trace, walking silently!

However, the wine monk can actually listen to everyone's footsteps in chaos. What a terrifying discernment?!

The little fox sat on the ground, her feet were pinched by the wine monk, her posture was a little shy, her face turned red, her eyes closed like a frightened deer, facing the surrounding Grand Duke Guard, she said tremblingly: "Duke...Little girl Rong said something..."

After the little fox was caught by the wine monk, Grand Duke Yingweide did not dare to get too close to her, in case of a death-death battle, he only dared to keep a long distance and said coldly: "If you can't explain clearly, you will die."

The little fox stood up tremblingly and said softly: "Grand Duke... The little woman used to be a dancer, and she had already developed the habit of walking on tiptoe."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but whisper. Indeed, sensual skills are the basis of a dancer. I heard that ballet dancers of the old generation have been tiptoed for more than ten hours. What's more, in order to maintain their body shape, their heels have not fallen to the ground for twenty years, and their paths are even light and silent.

Grand Duke Yingwei thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and said, "Since that's the case, try dancing a dance?"

The little fox and Yingwei Duke looked at each other, nodded and said shyly: "The little woman... is ugly..."

The little fox stood up and suddenly threw the gauze away. His sleeves danced, and his posture was like a dream, sometimes moving slowly like a clear cloud, sometimes turning sharply like a whirlwind, his neck swaying and his shoulders trembled, as if countless petals were floating down the air, holding the white sleeves, and carrying the gauze, and flew up his clothes, as if a beautiful picture was unfolded.

At this moment, the audience seemed to have forgotten the dangers around them, and looked at the graceful figure intoxicatedly. The dreamy dance moved everyone's hearts. They walked lightly like swallows lying in the nest, flying high like magpie birds, and flew high like magpies and birds in the night. People couldn't help but think of the poem "The Goddess of Luo" that has been passed down forever: Its shape is graceful like a stunning geese, and gentle like a dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and lush spring pine. The hair is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the floating geese like the flowing wind returning to the snow.

After the dance, the little fox turned around and faced the audience with a confused look, and gave a tribute with oriental charm.
Chapter completed!