The male protagonist has a unique style of painting

Although Xiao Jing's goal is the Devil's Cult, he still wanted to be a little more reserved, Feng Chi said his goal out of nowhere, he couldn't be that stupid.

Feng Chi begged Bailai: "Go, go, go."

Xiao Jing resolutely refused: "No, really not."

Feng Chi slumped his shoulders and said, "Then I won't go."

Xiao Jing: "..."

Got tricked!

Xiao Jing said with difficulty: "Maybe if you persist a little longer, maybe I will be moved by you?"

Feng Chi shook his head and said dejectedly: "I don't want to force you, so you won't like me."

Don't say whether you like it or not, you have never liked it, okay?

Now that things have come to this point, Xiao Jing had no choice but to say: "Actually, it is not impossible for me to go to your Demon Cult. I just thought that if it is far away, I will feel very tired if I travel too hard."

Feng Chi said sadly: "Actually, we are now on the territory of the Demon Cult, and this inn is the property of the Demon Cult."

Xiao Jing: "..." Then what are you talking about!

Feng Chi stood up, looked at him for a while, and said: "If anyone dares to trouble you, I will tear them apart."

So domineering and domineering, there is a feeling of being pampered!Xiao Jing looked up at him blankly, then said, "Then how should I call people? I don't even know those people."

"The ones you will meet will probably be the left protector and the right protector. You must meet these two," Feng Chi said.

"By the way, I've always been curious. Guardian Zuo looks very young, but you also told me that you were raised by him." Xiao Jing asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, he looks very young." Feng Chi didn't deny it, Xiao Jing already knew what he meant, Mu Cang looked very young but in fact he didn't know how old he was.

The ancients were good at keeping their faces.

Xiao Jing thought for a while and asked Chang Xian, "How old is your master? Since he also raised you when you were young, he should be at least 40 or [-] years old."

Chang Xian said: "He is better than Mu Cang, but I don't know how old he is."

Xiao Jing said, "Has he celebrated any birthdays?"

Chang Xian said lazily: "Should I count how many candles are put on his cake? The master didn't tell us when his birthday is, and we never gave it to him. It doesn't matter what kind of thing it is."

Xiao Jingyi said sternly: "How can such an important thing as birthday be indifferent?"

Chang Xian: "...For a man, it doesn't matter what his birthday is, it's not a woman."

Xiao Jing also wanted to say that this has nothing to do with gender, Feng Chi opened the door, and there were several people in black clothes standing outside.Xiao Jing looked up and saw that the clothes of those people were all embroidered with special patterns, which were almost exactly the same as the patterns on Feng Chi's clothes, except that the patterns on Feng Chi's body were dark gold, while theirs were all dark blue. It almost blends in with the color of the clothes.

"Get the carriage ready." Feng Chi said to them, "welcome the leader's wife."

The man in black didn't move as if he didn't understand what he said, and looked at Feng Chi with a surprised face.

"I didn't forcefully marry a civilian girl!" Feng Chi said aggrievedly.

One of the men in black said, "We know that man is a man, and he is a man of natural beauty. We won't be able to tell his gender because he is so good-looking."

"Stop flattering!" Feng Chi glared at him coldly, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare the car?"

It seems that the leader is "Longyan Dayue", and he couldn't even speak correctly.

The man in black obediently pushed him down, and Feng Chi ran back briskly, reaching out his hand to help him get off the bed: "Can you stand up?"

Xiao Jing retracted the hand that was about to be stretched out.I'm willing to act with you, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to throw away my integrity!

"I was the one who was too rough last night, I'm sorry, I should think more about whether you can bear it or not." Feng Chi said enthusiastically.

Xiao Jing looked at him indifferently.

Feng Chi scratched his head, and said: "I've always wanted to say this kind of thing, and finally I have the chance. I feel that life is so fulfilling."

Xiao Jing: "..."

The room was on the second floor. As soon as Xiao Jing followed Feng Chi out, he received the attention of everyone downstairs. Some were amazed, some were amazed, and some were amazed...

Xiao Jing: "..."

Feng Chi and Chang Xian said the same thing: "If you look at it again, your eyes will be gouged out!"

"Congratulations to the leader, congratulations to the leader." A man dressed as the innkeeper greeted them with a smile on his face, and bowed to them in salute.

Xiao Jing feels that his life is a bit disheartened, isn't this trying to catch the ducks on the shelves?How did Feng Chi tell that group of people? Now that he has become the "wife of the leader", Chang Xian is still pretending to be dead and not telling himself the truth about last night.

He still believes in the character design, Feng Chi is a "one cup down" character design, so if he drank a big can of wine, he must be as drunk as Asby, so why would he... linger with himself?

Chang Xian: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha."

Seeing that he cheated on the corpse, Xiao Jing asked him angrily: "What happened last night? You must know!"

Chang Xian put on a pretentious sigh and said, "Ah, don't see anything wrong with it, don't hear anything wrong with it, don't speak anything wrong with it, don't move anything wrong with it."

Xiao Jing asked him with a half-smile: "What did you see, hear, say, move?"

Chang Xian said sincerely: "You have time to talk to me about the 'truth', why don't you put your time in the right place?"

When he said this, Xiao Jing had to admire him that the topic was changed bluntly but very effective, but once he entered the Demon Cult, it would be difficult for him to come out. Feng Chi seemed like he was going to marry him in every minute.Do I want to run away from marriage like many bloody plots in novels and TV dramas?

Feng Chi looked at the innkeeper and said, "Bring me the signal, and I'll tell the people in the church that I want to go back."

The boss hastily took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, and said doglegly, "It's been prepared for you a long time ago."

Feng Chi nodded and said, "You're very sensible."

Then he pulled the signal away, and the signal bomb rushed out of the bamboo tube and made a sharp whistling sound, and then shot towards the roof.

Everyone: "..."

Master, you forgot that you were still indoors.

However, no one dared to laugh. After all, the leader of the Demon Cult is as cold-blooded as the legend says.

So at the beginning, some people still sighed that after such a flowery and jade-like girl with yellow flowers married to the leader, she might be chopped into several paragraphs for a disagreement.

A confidante, alas, a confidante!

Feng Chi's expression was indifferent and calm, as if what happened just now hadn't happened, he stretched out his hand again, and the innkeeper panicked and took out another signal flare from his clothes, the back of his neck was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to lift his head.

So everyone watched the leader walk out of the inn silently, pulled the lead wire, and successfully fired a signal flare into the sky.

The leader walked back silently, without looking at them, he pulled Xiao Jing and left.

The leader... It's better not to speak ill of the leader, otherwise the head on the neck will become a flowerpot for Zuo Dharma.

The base camp of the Devil's Cult is said to be not far away. After leaving this inn, it's only a short journey westward in a carriage.Xiao Jing opened the curtain and saw that the entire courtyard was decorated in a very gloomy and terrifying way. He felt that it would definitely not be like Chi Mu's house, where all the birds were singing, singing, singing and dancing, and it must be lifeless inside.

Just as he was about to get out of the carriage, he saw the door of the Devil's Cult open with a bang, and a person rushed over at the speed of light, then knelt on one knee and slid over to him by inertia, and bent down to salute.

Xiao Jing: "..."

He said affectionately and softly, "My servant, Xiao Chuanxiang..."

"Hey." Feng Chi jumped out of the carriage and stepped on that person's head, his chin hit the ground hard, and the ground instantly shattered into a spider web.

Xiao Jing: "..."

Feng Chi didn't seem to know anything, he looked around and said, "Why didn't anyone from my Demon Cult come out to greet him? I've already sent the signal."

Xiao Jing silently looked down at the people under Feng Chi's feet, and decided not to speak.Feng Chi was still a little bit annoyed, he looked at the opened door, and with a single palm, the door was split into pieces.The heavy wooden door became broken pieces of wood, and fell to the ground with a "thud, thud, thud," kicking up dust.Xiao Jing was silent, the leader was angry, and the idlers could only follow him.

So Feng Chi walked in with Xiao Jing frankly, the hallway was already full of congregants, waiting for the return of the sect master.

Xiao Jing looked back at the gate with a bit of concern, and said that the facade was smashed by the palm of the leader, and he didn't know what the leader was up to.

People from the Demon Cult must feel that their family is unlucky.

"Welcome to the leader!" The congregation knelt down in unison and said in unison.

Xiao Jing has only seen this kind of magnificent scene in movies and TV dramas, and a large group of people seem to really want to...

"Cut their throats like cutting wheat." Chang Xian said.

Xiao Jing: "..."

If the hero doesn't make a song, it's a blockbuster!

Feng Chi was used to this kind of situation, he pointed to someone casually, and said, "Go find an empty room and tidy it up for the future wife of the leader."

The man raised his head in astonishment, seeing Xiao Jing, his eyes were in a daze, and he said, "The room below is quite suitable."

With a blank expression on his face, Feng Chi whipped him to the other side of the mountain and the other side of the sea to be with the Smurfs.

Xiao Jing: "..."

Feng Chi asked his congregation with a pleasant face, "Can any of you find a vacant room?"

The congregation lowered their heads and said nothing, only one coquettish woman dared to raise her head, she looked at Feng Chi with winking eyes, her blood red lips parted and said: "Master, why did you bring us a leader so suddenly?" Ma'am? What's this name? If you just caught someone back, don't say that he is unhappy, we are also unhappy."

Bold!

The congregation raised their heads and looked at her in surprise.

Feng Chi also looked at her, everyone felt that the woman must die, just now that person just said something bad and she was blown away, she was so bold, didn't she know that there is a word called "disaster comes from the mouth"? ?

The flirtatious woman looked at Xiao Jing with provocative eyes without fear, her face was full of dissatisfaction and disdain, her eyes were almost like looking at a piece of beautiful shit.

Xiao Jing wasn't afraid of her sight, after all, he didn't want to make a fuss (actually), it was Feng Chiba who carried the big sedan chair (two-horse cart) to invite him here, telling Gao Li that he was " The future leader's wife", in a low level, he is a "guest".Xiao Jing rolled his eyes, he can find faults, he doesn’t need to think about escaping marriage, as long as he finds some minor faults of the Demon Cult and expands them infinitely, even if he dislikes the "husband's family" is not good, he can still get A breakup fee (spinel) and a peaceful breakup.

After a long time, Feng Chi pondered, "Who are you?"

The coquettish woman: "..."

The congregation lowered their heads again, but their shoulders shrugged suspiciously.

The flirtatious woman opened her mouth with difficulty but did not have the arrogance and self-confidence she had just now: "My... Qinghe."

Chang Xian said in surprise: "The cold food is fine and the wind is fine!"

Xiao Jing was taken aback by him: "What's the matter? Is she famous?"

Chang Xian said in an admiring tone: "It is said that her body is very soft, and her bone shrinking skills and jujitsu are very powerful. No one in the world can match it today."

Xiao Jing said disapprovingly, "Split the horse or put your head between your legs?"

Chang Xian: "She can lean back so that her head touches her feet, and her back fits perfectly with her thighs."

Xiao Jing: "...it seems very powerful, but I don't know why I feel a little pain in my waist."

Chang Xian: "There's nothing special about it, her head can be completely turned to the back, so she's the only one who can't be killed by breaking her neck!"

Xiao Jing almost clapped his hands: "Wow, it's amazing, but it's still useless."

Chang Xian was silent for a while, and had to admit: "It seems to be useless."

...So why did the Demon Cult keep this useless person?Xiao Jing felt that he couldn't understand the Devil's Cult anymore.