It's Not Easy to Be the Agent of Yama

Yan Xiaoluo naturally put his right arm on Hei Fushuai's shoulder and winked at him: "Come on, handsome man! Don't be so cold, give me a smile!" The pure mirror in Hei Fushuai's heart instantly shattered into shards of glass. He never thought that after living for a thousand years, he would be molested by his soul today, or by the descendants of Dean Yan. With a stiff face, Hei Fushuai said something out of his mouth: "Miss Yan, please respect yourself!" Yan Xiaoluo pointed at the handsome man in front of him who instantly transformed from a crow to a man with a 45° fever that was about to roast him to death: "You don't have to be so hot if your surname is Yan! It's really extremely hot!" Yan Wuji listened to the little girl in front of him misinterpret the sacred name of his majestic Ghost King, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "This is your understanding, then I will let you feel what it means to truly attack the heart with heat!" Looking at Yan Wuji who was approaching step by step, Yan Xiaoluo quickly waved his hand: "Don't come over, it's not life-threatening, just do whatever you want!" Mo Lu——The evil makeup artist. Yan Xiaoluo waved his hand at Molu unhappily: "Get out quickly, you look annoying, just like a Thai shemale!" Mo Lu was not angry at all, and shook his soft short hair in a good-tempered manner: "Shemale! I haven't been a human for many years, and the most I can call you is a ghost monster. How can a ladyboy be as charming as me? Have you ever seen such a charming man full of ghostly energy?