The man in black who led the way to the transverse flute was a man in black, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose and red lips, and he was also a handsome man.

But with the red-clothed beauty Zhuyu lying there in front of him, this man is obviously much inferior.

What's more, this man's complexion is not ordinary white, but like a vampire who has not seen the sun for many years, and his lips are bright red.

The high nose is slightly hooked, giving people a feeling of yin owl.

The man lowered his eyes slightly and played the flute while walking through the curtain like a cloud, obviously this place was not the first time he had visited, and he was very familiar with it.

Behind him was a group of women.

Fang Xiyan glanced at it, and his heart moved!

There were exactly twenty-eight women in that team.

Tall, short, fat and thin, black, white, beautiful and ugly, and their looks are even better, but they are about the same age, they are all around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Uniformly dressed in a moon-white shirt, with dull eyes, like a flock of sheep being driven, he walked in behind the man in black—

Looking at it like this, these women seem to have been abducted by control, what is this man in black going to do?

Could it be that he sent a concubine for the nine-tailed demon fox?

However, these women are ordinary, and some are even ugly, and the eyes of the nine-tailed demon fox are not so bad, right?

All of this was too weird, Fang Xiyan shrank in the curtain on the top of the hall, motionless, and decided to respond to all changes with no change.

She had just closed the eye of the sky, and if she wanted to open it again, she would have to make some moves, maybe it would alarm the man in black.

Although she can't see the original body of this man in black now, she can see that this person is not easy to mess with, and the evil qi is surging around him, and he is obviously a big boss.

If she really wants to do it, she is afraid that she is not an opponent. What's more, there is the one who is asleep, and it is even more difficult to measure the depth......

The man led the group of women around the curtain for a while, and finally came to the big bed.

Strange to say, the movement made by the man in black was not small, but the beautiful man in red on the big bed did not move, sleeping as before.

This nine-tailed demon fox can't have fallen under some spell and become a sleeping beauty, right?!

A trace of uncertainty flashed in Fang Xiyan's heart.

The man in black stood still in front of the oversized bed, glanced at the man in red on the bed, removed the flute from his lips, the flute stopped, and the women also stood still and stopped walking.

The man leaned over slightly: "Lord Demon Lord, my subordinates want to show you a gadget, I don't know what you think?" ”

It turns out that this nine-tailed demon fox is actually a demon lord!

Well, with the rumored ability of the nine-tailed demon fox, it is more than enough to be this demon lord.

However, this demon lord has a good dream, what show is this man in black going to perform for him?

Can it still help him sleep?

Fang Xiyan's mind turned around with chaotic thoughts, and then looked at the sleeping beautiful man in red, he still didn't move.

There was a glimmer of light in the black-clothed man's eyes, and he smiled slightly, still respectful on his face: "Since Lord Demon Lord doesn't object, then his subordinates will give you a show." ”

With a flip of his wrist, he played the flute again, but this time in a different tone.

Trembling and slowly pulling up, some like the snake curvature blown by a snake tamer, but much sharper than that one.

To the sound of the flute, the girls stretched out their arms and danced to the sound of the flute around the bed.

These people obviously don't have many dancing cells, and their arms and legs are extremely stiff when they dance, not like dancing, but like dancing gods.

It looks weird and funny, and under the reflection of the night pearl on the top of the hall, there are some indescribable ghosts, which make people's backs chill.