[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

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So the four of them took their seats in unison.

Jiang Fuyue and Zhi Shuyu face to face, Si Ming and Iris face to face, ensuring that you can see all the other's facial expressions.

Seeing the four princesses take their seats, the Demon King snapped his fingers and said coldly, "The dinner party will begin, and the person who eats at the end will become my queen."

No fighting, just eating, which is completely different from the final battle they imagined.

Jiang Fuyue tried to stand up, but found that a powerful force suddenly appeared and imprisoned him, leaving him with only the upper body to move.

Others also discovered this one after another, and their faces changed slightly.

Then, a faint silver light appeared on the tabletop, and five covered dinner plates appeared in front of them.

The Demon King raised his pale hand and said solemnly, "Please."

He opened his plate. It was an ordinary starter, cherry foie gras, and it didn't look anything special.

The four of them also opened their plates, but they all showed incredible looks.

Jiang Fuyue looked at the uncooked, bloody half of her face on the plate, her expression gloomier than ever.

Several people in the apartment couldn't help frowning when they saw it.

He was the first to notice something was wrong, and said slowly, "Why is this teary mole so familiar?" The

voice fell, and the others discovered that the mutilated face on the dinner plate was exactly the same as Jiang Fuyue!

Jiang Fuyue lifted the eyelids of the dinner plate and saw a scattered light brown eyeball staring at herself dully.

The other three also had their cheeks on their plates, bloody and steaming, as if they had just been peeled off.

So Jiang Fuyue put down her knife and fork and said coldly to the Demon King: "This is how the Demon King treats guests?" The

Demon King didn't answer him, and concentrated on enjoying his foie gras.

How can people eat when they look at their faces? They put down their knives and forks tacitly, without taking a bite.

The Demon King was not in a hurry. After eating his dishes, he said quietly, "Is the prepared dishes so unpalatable to your taste?"

After he finished speaking, a powerful force suddenly descended, such as the pressure of Mount Tai, which instantly overwhelmed everyone on the table and couldn't breathe. A heart that lacks blood supply will explode at any time!

Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, raised her knife and fork, cut off a small piece of flesh with residual temperature and stuffed it into her mouth.

Every time he took a bite, he felt a little less pressure on his body.

Finally, he closed his eyes and numbly swallowed the half of his face into his belly.

Others made the same choice, eating "their" face.

After that, the soup appeared.

Finger clear soup, their own fingers.

When they have eaten up the soup and fingers together, the side dishes and main dishes are served one by one.

They are all part of their limbs, pan-fried hand meat, roasted calf... Compared with the cold cheek cut at the beginning, the subsequent dishes not only did not reduce the impact, but also made people feel more and more desperate.