Transmigrated Canon Fodder, Please Calm Down! Chapter 762

“Beautiful lady, may I have this dance with you?”

The man’s voice was deep and magnetic, very attractive. He bent slightly and extended his hand.

His eyes never left Tang Guo. She set down the wine glass, stood up, and placed her hand in his palm, smiling softly. “It would be my honor.”

Seeing that smile, Feng Ming was momentarily stunned. If he had not entered another game and seen a girl with the same face but dressed differently, he would have thought they were the same game character.

But he shook his head. How could that be possible? Such a tiny probability could never exist in a Feng Corporation game.

He led his “food” for the night into the dance floor. Neither of them spoke, yet while dancing, they moved with perfect harmony.

Several times, Feng Ming had the illusion that he was still holding his bride, the one who loved eating chicken legs, smiled so beautifully, spoke words sweet enough to melt the heart, and fiercely called those players bad people.

He had never expected that while they were chatting happily in the game, everything around them would suddenly shatter, and he would become the most noble figure in this castle, the vampire defined as the first blood emperor in this game. It was truly unpredictable.

He felt a bit regretful, wondering how his bride was doing. Had that game been destroyed because of their existence?

“Beautiful lady, what is your name?”

“Honored sir, my name is Tang Guo.” Tang Guo looked at Feng Ming with a gentle smile as she spoke her name.

The moment she said it, she clearly saw him freeze. She could even feel the slight tremble in his body. The hand at her waist tightened, pulling her closer into his arms.

Those deep, gentle eyes stared at her face. He raised a hand and touched her cheek, as if confirming something. The trace of melancholy in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a soft, pleased laugh.

He leaned close to her ear. “Bride, is that you?”

“I am Feng Ming.”

He spoke excitedly, unsure whether Tang Guo retained any memories. But the beautiful girl before him was exactly the same as his bride. Every smile, every expression, even her voice, her tone, and that playful glint in her eyes were identical.

Tang Guo blinked at him, stood on her toes, and whispered by his ear, “Husband, is that you?”

“Yes.”

Feng Ming answered immediately. He pulled her into the very center of the dance floor and led her in the most joyful dance, leaving the surrounding vampires staring in shock. Why was their first blood emperor so happy?

Was it because of that beautiful Eastern girl, that sweet smelling food?

“I thought I would never see you again,” Feng Ming said happily, holding her waist as if he never wanted to let go. “I never expected to meet you again, my bride.”

The lights gradually dimmed. On the dance floor were not only vampires, but also ordinary humans who had been brought in. Those who could come here had all been carefully selected as food by the vampires.

Some had come willingly. Some did not know what this place really was. But none of them could escape.

When morning came, only a castle full of vampires would remain.

“This time, I am a vampire,” Feng Ming said in a cheerful tone. “That bad woman will probably come again.”

Tang Guo could not help but laugh inwardly. “I will not go with her.”

“I know.”