"Groan." Lu Xiaoyou shouted to Second Master Long, who was standing on the other side of the dance floor.

Long Xiliang's eyes sank slightly.

Is this called groaning?

The number of times she called him "Xiliang" could be counted on ten fingers!

Lu Xiaoyou raised his chin and asked him for it, "Gift~"

Long Yinxiao said that he would give Lu Xiaoyou the best gift, a better gift than his head!

However, so far, Long Yinxiao has not given Lu Xiaoyou the gift he said, so Lu Xiaoyou can only ask him on the spot.

Long Yinxiao, who was dressed in a dark purple suit, nodded to Lu Xiaoyou, he was elegant, noble, and in front of Lu Xiaoyou, like her pet.

"Xiao You, this gift is for you!"

He is willing to Lu Xiaoyou take this gift and give it to Long Xiliang!

Long Yinxiao turned around, and behind him stood Long Yinghua.

Long Yinghua only felt that her eyes were dark, and her vision was hindered because she lost one of her eyes.

She didn't react to anything before she felt a pain in her neck, and her gaze drifted......

In the next second, her pupils dilated, and the blood vessels in her eyeballs burst!

Blood stained her eyes red.

Blood was like a high-pressure water pump without a closed valve, spurting out of Long Yinghua's neck in a straight line!

As her entire head left her neck, blood poured out of her severed neck and sprayed on the dragon's hand and body.

The bright red blood was like a fountain, quickly dyeing Long Yinghua's dark green suit, and the woman without a head, like a doll with her head removed, snapped and fell to the ground.

A large amount of blood was still flowing from her neck, quickly converging into a large pool of blood on the ground.

The people standing around Long Yinghua were all splashed with blood released from her neck.

Everyone's faces, dresses were stained with dazzling blood.

People watched as Long Yinghua's headless body fell.

Such a scene, even the wealthy bigwigs who are used to seeing bloody storms, they can't react.

Long Yinghua's blood was sprinkled on their faces, and it was hot.

Some of their facial nerves were pumping violently, and their pupils were shrinking sharply.

There was a female guest who was splattered with blood, and she sat on the ground with her butt collapsed, retching at the headless body.

Some erupted into terrible screams of horror, and the instinctive tendency made the timid person run out of the door, but the other party ran halfway, his legs were frightened by himself, and one stumbled, and rolled to the ground.

Long Jingfeng was stunned for a moment, and the fingers on his unconscious thighs twitched a few times, and the woman beside him took a breath, and was also frightened by this meeting.

Long Wuxian stood on the opposite side of the dance floor, across the dance floor, Long Yinxiao cut off Long Yinghua's head, he didn't really see it.

He looked at Long Yinghua's fallen corpse, with Long Yinghua's corpse as the center, the people who were originally around her quickly retreated several meters.

He sighed softly and said, "Amitabha."

"Don't look! You turn your face away. ”

Long Wuxian heard a sound behind him, he turned his head and saw his bodyguard covering Yan Zhi's eyes with his palm, and also pulling Yan Zhi's arm so that she had her back to Long Yinghua's body.

Long Wuxian glanced at his men, a faint smile on his face.

The voice of the whispering of swallow fat is clearly from the banquet.

Long Xingkui finally got up from the sofa, and the scene in front of her made her where she could sit.

She staggered a few steps forward, looking at the blood-soaked corpse, her eyes only shocked......