In the realm of demons, in the red lacquered single building, the fragrance mist is lingering. After the red yarn, a slender white arm stretches out, and the fingers are flourishing, falling on the mellow red grape.

"Suzaku, why are you still eating!"

A cold voice came, with a hint of hatred for making steel.

"Oh, Master, you said you, I eat mine, and there is no conflict!" Jiao Didi's voice came from behind the red yarn. If it weren't for the clear and feminine voice, everyone would think he was a woman.

"Suzaku! Alas!" Xuesha's young and handsome face was covered with sadness: "You are really..."

"Master Lord~" Qi Yan waved the red yarn curtain and came down from the position. He approached Xuesha intimately, leaned on him, carrying a bunch of grapes in his hand, and said while eating: "Good brother~ You just tell me what to do if you don’t want to? I just want to talk about the truth, where can I hear it~."

Xuesha squinted at the top of his head: "Straighten up the deity!"

Qi Yan flinched and straightened up silently: "How come you suddenly get angry..."

The three men standing next to each other saw it, and two forbearances could not help but one face was undone.

"The martial arts bullying is too much!" Xuesha hated and said: "My demon never does anything to steal chickens and dogs, but when they come to their mouths, they are wicked!"

"God Master." Qinglong's voice was soft: "You are not easy to come forward on this matter."

"That being said, it can be heard in the ears. Where can the deity be angry?"

"Ah~ That's why Xi Zhao broke his skills at this point, let him say go, we won't lose the meat..."

"Suzaku!"

"Brother Yan, stop talking!"

"Little words!"

After three voices of opposition came, Qi Yan shrank again. Seeing that Xuesha's face was not very good, Qi Yan dared and stood up.

"That Xi Zhao! Leave it to others!"

Xuesha's skeptical eyes swept over: "You?"

"Teacher~ What kind of eyes are you?" Qi Yan Jiao pushed the blood evil: "Although people are delicate and water-like, they are also unpredictable. Then let Xi Zhao's children give me, you can relax!"

Without any trace of blood, he moved to the side, brushing his sleeves, as if to remove the goose bumps on his body.

"Since this is the case, the matter of the Wulin League is given to Suzaku." The words fell and Xuesha leaned forward to the other three: "The three of you can assist Suzaku."

——Take care of this angry man! Don't make any moths for this deity!

Qinglong, Baihu and Xuanwu naturally heard the meaning of the leader's words and hurriedly bowed their heads, unable to hide the corners of their mouths.

Xuesha is the leader, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu are the protectors. It is really a bit wrong to say that the Demon Church is evil.

Within the Demon Church, Blood Fierce Practices Wonderful Skills. In order to practice the bones, you must take fresh human blood as a bath...but! The blood used by Xuesha is just that many people donate a little bit of blood, and then they can still get two or two silvers. This is a good thing for those poor and strong men who are strong and strong.

As for those demon heads ruined by the outside world, damaging the people, and sucking human blood, Xuesha simply wanted to spray him with blood!

——Why don't you go and see! How many people get rich by donating blood to the Demon Religion! Don’t blindly compete there if you don’t know!

Besides, the four protectors grew up together with Xuesha from an early age. Although the relationship between superiors and subordinates is on the face, the relationship is like a friend.

Qinglong is the largest of the four. His temperament is cold and indifferent, and he is responsible for taking care of the internal affairs of the demon. Don’t like noisy people and lively places, of course, except for Qi Yan.

The white tiger is gentle, good at painting and calligraphy, and likes to learn martial arts, but does not like to kill.

Xuanwu is exactly the opposite of Baihu, obviously the youngest, but he loves to pick things up, likes to kill, and martial arts are also excellent. Such a person has a good cooking skills, just make a dish, can make Qi Yan drool for a long time.

Finally, Suzaku, Qi Yan...

Mentioned here, Qi Yan was also melancholy.

Among the four, Qi Yan is the most beautiful and extremely charming. Wugong is mediocre, and the best technique is best; like to eat, as long as it is eaten, the taste is not bad, Qi Yan can eat anything. Obviously bigger than Xuanwu, but he followed behind his **** every day, rubbing others to cook for himself.

Such a man, who had a very cute character, could just...he is a girly girl!

Suzaku really thinks of herself as a boudoir for everyone~ to eat and wear, skin care and bright clothes...

When Qi Yan first came into this body, he was stunned by the pungent aroma and the rouge gouache on the table.

——Why is this a man!

Qi Yan has the most red clothes, mostly tulle. Wearing it, revealing a white chest and straight slender legs, it is better to say that instead of clothes, it is a loose robe. That's really tempting.

Speaking of beauties, there is also capital.

After Xuesha left, the other three walked up and surrounded Qi Yan.

Qi Yanliu raised her eyebrows lightly, her fingers twitching out and showing her orchid fingers a little bit past: "What do you want to do?"

"I said brother," Xuanwu chuckled lightly: "I really admire you, so dare to be so presumptuous in front of the leader."

"What is the leader," Qi Yan squinted him: "Privately, he is my good brother."

"Mo Yao has no rules." Qing Long glanced at Qi Yan lightly, and Qi Yan flinched.

Among this group of people, Qi Yan can still listen to the words of Qinglong.

"Okay, okay." Bai Hu smiled warmly: "Small words, you took this task hastily, but what are your plans?"

"Is there any other way, [se] temptation." Qi Yan shrugged indifferently.

"What?" Xuanwu glared: "No!"

Qi Yan gave him a strange look: "Why not?"

"How do you [se] lure a man?"

Hearing the words, Qi Yan gently flicked the hair scattered on his shoulders, and for a time, a little fragrance from his body was tangy. The shoulders shrunk, and the red yarn that had been hung up gently slipped down, exposing the round and beautiful shoulders, reflecting the light under the candlelight.

"how is it?"

With a deep voice, Qi Yan stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently on his lips. Dan Fengyan with slender eyelashes blinked and flirted at Xuanwu.

Xuanwu: "..."

His face flushed, and Xuanwu's footsteps ran away in a panic.

He has not experienced love! He has played more with women like this! But who can tell him! Was he teased by a man or his older brother? ! He is hard!

"Oh, how did this stupid boy run! Huh, smashing people's place ~!" Qi Yan stomped angrily. Then he turned around and looked at Qinglong and Baihu charmingly: "What do you think?"

Qinglong: "..." did not see.

Bai Hu: "...cough, not bad."

—Is my brother a younger brother or a younger sister?