"LOSTLOVER" Demon Realm Lovelorn Bar.

Since the Demon King and the God of Light fought once there, it has become an instant hit, and it was even rebuilt by the national treasury as compensation, and now it is the highest nightclub in the Demon Realm.

The lights are bright, the paper is drunk, the colorful smoke is steaming, the concrete floor is a bewitching dancing female demon, and a large number of male demons with red eyes and hearts gather at the door to move hands and feet on the female demon.

"Heinir, let's go somewhere else." Fenrir grabbed Heinir, who was walking straight to the bar.

Led by Fenrir, Hainier was followed by a group of black-clothed followers, all of whom were elite guards of the Demon King, and now they were all transferred to Hainier as bodyguards, and Hainier felt that Imise looked at him like a giant panda all day long.

"Why?" Heineer frowned. It took a long time to find a place to play......

"Your Majesty said, I won't let you go to a place where fish and dragons are mixed." Fenrir replied confidently.

"I'm not a prisoner, so why should I listen to him!" Heineer shook his face and retorted.

Speaking of this, he was angry. Ever since he said that he was going to participate in the Demon King Challenge that day, Imise had been watching him closely, for fear that he would run to unveil the list and sign up if he wasn't careful!

Hum...... made Haineer extremely despisable that man, what did he say for the sake of his body...... What a woman who really treats him as a bird!

"However, even if you don't listen to Your Majesty, then don't go to the bar. Bars aren't a good place and there are a lot of bad guys in them! Fenrir continued to be desperate, just holding on to Henir.

"Bad guys?" Heinir asked suspiciously, then smiled in his heart, grabbed Fenrir, who was half a head shorter than him, rubbed the hairy ears on the boy's head and asked, "What kind of people do you think are good people and what kind of people are bad people?" Has anyone ever bullied you in a bar before? Well? ”

“…… No, no...... They can't bully me even if they wanted to......" Fenrir replied weakly, but the restlessly shaky white-haired ears betrayed him.

"Oh, it looks like someone did something to you." Seeing Fenrir like this, he knew. This kid has a pure and lovely appearance, and a gentle and understanding personality, and when he puts it in a bunch of nonsensical, depraved demons, it is really as tempting as a piece of cream cake, and people can't help but want to swallow it in one bite!

"Heinir!" Fenrir was exposed, and he complained angrily.

"Okay, since you don't want to go, stay here for coffee, and I'll go shopping myself. And all of you, don't follow me anymore. Heinir pointed to a quaint café next to him, said to the people behind him, and went straight to the bar.

"No...... Fenrir was relieved to let him go, and he hurriedly followed.

Enchanted black rose vines swayed like snakes on the intricate wrought iron arches, purple lightning flickered and extinguished, giving people a fantasy illusion, and a slightly cold wizard smoke enveloped the sky.

The furnishings inside were no different from those of other places, except for a tall bar with a row of demons, both men and women, sitting in a seductive posture, staring at the door for prey.

There are also some sofas arranged in circles or squares, and the velvet stalls on the large dark red sofas are as wanton as a convenient bed. Some sofa seats are above, floating with a thick black fog, covering the sight of people prying eyes, and there is constantly moaning/groaning, or panting, which makes people red-faced.

Of course, there are also many people drinking and chatting, gossip about the demon king and the gods, the reform of the demon world, or the war with the heavenly world, are all good topics.

Fenrir grabbed Heniel's arm and expressed disgust at the ambiguity and nonsense that filled the bar.

"Hey, isn't this the new star of our Demon Realm, His Highness Hainier, the red man next to the Demon King?"

A female demon dressed only in a three-point style, with red lips and two brown glazed horns coiled backwards on her head, turned to Henier and pounced.

Heinier caught the woman's body with a light hand, and smoothly let her thighs coil around her waist weakly and bonelessly, bending over, bowing her head, and her lips stopped on the red lips and teeth of the witch.

He asked, "Miss, may I ask for Fang's name?" ”

The woman was visibly stunned, but immediately regained her true instincts, and her soft fingers brushed over the skin of the placket on Heinill's chest, and she said, "Call someone Alice." ”

"Shh......h It's as sentimental as the rumors...... No wonder you want to fall into the devil's path......"

"But isn't he the demon king's junior?"

"What mistress? The Demon King only wants to marry him! ”

"Oh, yes. In that case, won't our Demon King become a junior......"

This kind of negative IQ dialogue can only be said by people in the demon world.

At least half of the people in the bar had noticed him since the moment Hennell came in. The gossip about Hainir has been a favorite topic of all the people of the Demon Realm at the dinner table, in the bar, and even in bed these months!

Regarding betrayal, there are those who support him and those who oppose him. As for the relationship with Imise, there are many theories, and it is said that their demon king is crazy, and it is also said that Heinir is a spy at all, and he disguises himself as a betrayal to confuse their demon king...... In short, there are different opinions, but there is only one thing, and that is that the charm of Heinill's bewitching people is recognized by all!

It is said that someone said "No matter how bad it is for Lao Tzu, I will also get a male god to press and play" when he was with his female companion xxoo and was kicked to impotence!

But after all. Ever since the news of Haineer's fall from the Demon Realm went wild, no one has really seen such a maverick god! It is said that the demon king loves him so much that he can't do it, so he is locked in the dormitory all day xxoo, ooxx......

However, how do you show up in the bar yourself? And even engage in such intimate actions with the witch!

Heineer didn't know that there was so much thought in everyone's minds, so far. He only knows that witches are rare creatures in the demon world, the more beautiful they are, the fewer they are, and they like to be jealous, good at holding grudges, and they are characters that must not be offended.

"I remember, delicate and lovely Miss Alice, come to the Enma Temple to find me when you have time......" Hainir winked at the woman in her arms, and let go of her towards the depths of the dark bar.

"Ah...... Good ......"

Fenrir immediately followed him, and as they reached the dark, dark purple corner of the innermost part, they heard a drunken but unusually familiar voice.

"It's not that I said, your brother, you really should take care of it! It's okay if you don't let me in, and now you won't even let me in! ”