"Have you seen enough?" Leng Hanshuang looked vigilantly at one of the people on the third floor who was not allowed to enter the private room of the realm.

At a glance, there were four beautiful young men upstairs looking at them leisurely.

"Yikes! You're there too?! Feng looked at them in surprise and said hello.

"Wind, there are beautiful women who don't introduce you, and you're not enough buddies, right?" A man standing at the edge of the room was talking to the wind, but his eyes were staring at them evilly.

"Shadow, you want to come by yourself, you, who are called playboys, will you need to be introduced? So, do it yourself! Sweating coldly, the wind secretly glanced at their expressions.

The four of them were expressionless and silent.

It's been so long to feel the existence of these people, is it always there? It's still new to come in, and these people are dangerous anyway.

"It's better to be careful." Leng Hanshuang gave them a look, in a voice that the four of them could hear.

"Hmm!" The other three nodded.

"Introduction~" The man lifted the bangs in front of him and threw a wink at Leng Hanxue.

"Humph!" Leng Hanxue raised her eyebrows and looked at him arrogantly, as if to say that Miss Ben doesn't eat you, and exuded a chill as she spoke.

The man laughed instead of being angry, although it was the first time he had been ignored by a girl. But...

He straightened his back, tilted his head, the shadow took up half of his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if smiling rather than smiling.

"Intro, huh?" The man exuded a thick murderous aura, but there was no hostility, and the murderous aura quickly enveloped the entire space.

It's very depressing, and it makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Hehe~" Leng Hanxue also exuded a murderous aura greater than him at the same time, with a provocative and playful expression, she mouthed and told him, "That's all you can do?" ”

The man's face was covered in shadows, and his smile grew bigger and stronger, and his murderous aura grew stronger.

Leng Hanxue was not to be outdone, the powerful aura was invisibly dueling, the air began to become thinner, and breathing became more and more difficult, just at the last moment when the grass idiot C was about to lose her breath, Ling Yuran grabbed her, and Leng Hanxue had to take back the murderous aura that was about to come out.

The man saw their subtle little movements, and thought: She can still be more murderous than me, judging from their clothes, and knowing the wind, they must be at least in the top three on the black list, but it may also be from that gang, if you go back to check, you will definitely not find anything! Now my strength is exposed, and it's worth it.

He retracted his murderous aura, returned to his original evil appearance, and said with a smile, "How is it?" Can it be said? The man saw that they were silent, and the corners of Leng Hanxue's mouth rose slightly. So, "Ladies first." The man said, making a gesture of please.

Leng Hanxue thought to herself: Forget it, tell him that there will be no less meat. "Leng Hanxue," she rubbed her chin with a wicked smile.

Zi Yiwan thought to herself: It's rare for someone to do this. "Zi Yiwen" she smiled softly, and put the broken hair on the side of her face behind her ears.

Ling Yuran thought to herself: This will save a lot of trouble, so you don't have to check it yourself. "Ling Yuran" Her voice has no tone, which makes people feel that she has no emotion and is cold.

Leng Hanshuang thought to herself: Is it the enemy? Is it a friend? After all, if you can hide your breath so well, if you are an enemy, you will be in trouble. "Leng Hanshuang" she spit out the words coldly, as if it was as cold as in the freezer.

The first man in "Yi Qianying" still smiled evilly, his fingers interlocked, his body leaned forward, and his arms were flat on the guardrail of the stairs.

The second man of "Mu Xiyue" has a soft gaze, like a breeze, which makes people comfortable.

The corners of the third man of "Yi Qianyan" hooked up a smile of unknown meaning, and the fleeting light in his eyes was not to be underestimated.

The cold gaze of the last man in "Water Cold Night" was like a blade, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.