Dressed As a Female Partner In the Virgin Mary

The assassin was originally pretending to be a disciple of the Profound Palace, like a drop of water, fusing into the ocean of human monks.

But now, he turned into a ray of light, and just like this, he swept directly towards Si Wuyi.

He flew away in disguise, revealing his true face. He was dressed in snow-colored clothes, white hair and white pupils, and his indifferent eyes were not very charming.

For an instant, Chu Wanying felt pain in her mind.

That sharp sword shadow cut through a beam of joy at the wedding. The day of the wedding, the assassin a thousand years ago.

The opponent swept over with a sword, and she just stood in front of Ning Zixu like that.

In my memory, it was such a sword that pierced Chu Wanying's heart before.

The sword is like a thin jade belt, with a thin blade, like frost and snow. But when this sword was stained with hot red, it stained the frost-like blade with a little scarlet.

Drops of blood fell on the ground, like blossoming blood plums, very brilliant.

it's him! Even if he can't remember the face of the person in his dream, Chu Wanying will never forget that sword.

Looking at his appearance, with white hair and white eyes, he is a demon at first sight. The assassination that year also changed the pattern of the Dao Demon War.

It's just that who this demon is, seems to have always been a secret. Someone once said that this person is an assassin kept privately by the Six Brahma Gods, who is usually hidden and reveals his true chapter at critical times.

An emotion that did not belong to her suddenly floated on the cusp of Chu Wanying's heart.

There were also several major repairs that survived the Dao Demon War. At this moment, I was shocked to see the appearance of this person.

This mysterious assassin seemed to accompany the death of the Six Brahma Gods, and never appeared again.

Everyone scolded Sheng Niang in their hearts, and everyone felt that it was not a taste in their hearts, and these demons were too rampant.

The devil came out of Yin Mountain and intercepted and killed the monk Quedu.

In this way, it is simply stamping the face of the human monk on the ground.

The opponent Jianzhisi had no intention, Feng Buyun, Chu Lingshuang, and Ren Lingfu raised their damaged bodies one after another and tried their best to resist.

It's just that they had already consumed extremely severely before, and even temporarily couldn't move after the Chaos Ball split. Even if the pill was knocked back to blood at this moment, the combat power is now only one-tenth of the previous one.

What's more, this Xueyi Jianxiu seems to be a natural assassin, with a lot of weird ways.

When he was in full view, Chu Wanying, the first generation of the assassination, succeeded. This is naturally not because the opponent's strength far surpasses all the cultivators present, but because the skills he cultivates are quite evil.

The opponent's sword blade was like snow, and the sword energy flowing out was dull and dull like mercury. Like ink dripping into clear water, the strands spread out like this. Such a strange sword aura made the space around him slightly distorted. As a result, people will naturally have a slight deviation in their judgment of his location. In addition, this Xueyi Jianxiu was originally a sly body, and with this kind of space distortion, it added a little bit of eccentricity.

This also caused Ning Zi to think that the other party left a shallow wound on his body at the beginning, but he moved his strength on his own, which made the wound deepen and open. Then, it was Chu Wanying who blocked it--

The bell in his sleeve swayed gently, once or twice.

It seemed that Ning Zixu could also hear the jingle sound. However, Ning Zixu knew that this was just his own illusion. Just because of this bell, when it is really driven, it is silent. Such a voice can only be heard by Xueyi Jianxiu, and others are afraid that it will not be able to understand it.

He touched this life-threatening bell lightly with his fingers, and he couldn't help feeling a shudder of excitement. It's as if someone did something bad, but no one else knew about it.

At this moment, there was a clear sword roar, and Lu Hua's sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, and he met with him.

As the first sword repairman of the Quedu, Lu Hua was not injured. At this moment, he also felt a touch of frost flowing on his cheeks, very cold and sharp.

The opponent's sword aura is like a swimming fish, seems to be pervasive, it is impossible to guard against. This may be the weirdness of this assassin's swordsmanship, but Lu Hua did not intend to prevent it.

As a sword repairer, he should be good at attacking, not defending in place. He whispered, Wu Nian Jian Jue rushed out to attack instead of defending.

On the other's body, a huge blood flower suddenly bloomed, and even the bones in the chest were broken.

As someone else, I was afraid that I would need to avoid it, so I waved my sword to defend myself. If so, Xueyi Jianxiu wouldn't be hurt so badly.

Because he was injured so badly, Lu Hua was also wounded by his undefended sword intent.

A wound was slashed from Lu Hua's left shoulder to the right side of his body. With such a big opening, Lu Hua's cheeks became paler as the blood poured out. This is so, Lu Hua's fighting spirit has not diminished, and there is no fear.

But at this time, Lu Hua heard a burst of gurgling sounds, and his heart suddenly felt awe-inspiring.

It was the gurgling sound made by the rebirth of the bones, and I saw that the other person's chest was full of bones, and then it was covered with a layer of light pink flesh, and it had recovered very much in a short moment.

The monks in the monk world, even if they are reshaping their bodies, they also need to borrow magical medicines and magical tools, and medical blessing.

It's like Feng Buyun's broken arm, and it takes a few more days to drink the medicine.

It was almost unheard of to heal like this Xueyi Jianxiu crazily healed. What a **** thing this is, such a wonderful vitality is simply incredible.

However, at this moment, a sword pierced through the opponent's back, pierced through the heart, and once again exposed on the chest.

The so-called fast, ruthless and accurate is undoubtedly a sword that describes such a thing.

Just looking at the unseen blade, Lu Hua had already recognized that it was the Frost Flowing Sword of Xuandu Immortal Head.

On that day, Ning Zixu became the head of the immortal, and the sword saint Luo Xuefeng, who had not shown up for a long time, actually gifted his sword to congratulate him. At that time, Ning Zixu was naturally flattered. He also immediately wore this Frost Sword with him as a respect for the fairy head.

At this moment, the immortal first sword punishing the demon was extremely ruthless. He also poured profound energy into the sword body, causing the opponent's body to be bombarded, and even the heart was crushed to pieces.

At this moment, Ning Zixu grabbed the head very well, and with a clever sword, this assassin was wiped out in such a way as to show the demeanor of Xuandu Immortal Head.

Ning Zixu didn't even notice it sternly: "A mere devil, dare to be presumptuous in Xuandu."

At this moment, there seemed to be a layer of anger on his gentle cheeks, demonstrating his noble sentiment in maintaining the Profound Palace.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of awe-inspiring anger, as if he wished to tear the demon to pieces.

The corpse of the Demon Assassin in front of him seemed to make Ning Zixu feel very annoying, and he felt it was still on the ground with a violent flick.

There was a blood stain on the ground, and the blood flowing from the opponent was also exaggerated little by little.

All of the disciples in the Profound Palace were very refreshed to see them, and they were simply honoured with you. That's right, for these years, the momentum of the Profound Palace has been steadily overwhelming Quedu. But this time Baili Nie was transported by air, Xiguang was in the limelight, but the Profound Palace was desolate. The cultivator Tianxuan who swept Kyushu was dejected and became a little transparent in this matter. Even the leader of the Tianxuan monk was deliberately peeled off by the demon to pretend to be.

Xuanfu has been habitually oppressed for many years, and it is natural that it is a bit unpleasant. In addition, the monks from all over the world used the newsletter to praise Xiguang inhumanly, which naturally made the disciples of the Profound Palace more dissatisfied.

However, at this moment, all the cultivators of Quedu were in vain, and they were destroyed by this Xueyi Jianxiu one after another. On the contrary, Ning Zixu stabilized the situation with a single sword.

Furthermore, it is rumored that the young master Xiguang in the realm of immortals is not just watching from the sidelines, and it is of no use.

The Kuidu disciples were also dissatisfied, and secretly scolded Ning Zixu for stealing the head when it was critical. Lu Hua struggled to get injured, but at a critical moment, Ning Zixu jumped out to kill the enemy. This Ning Immortal head really picked good fruits.

Furthermore, Xiguang was already suffering from a disease in his body, which is not very good. In order to save people today, Xiguang has already drew the Heavenly Mad Sword twice.

The young master of the Xi family naturally needs self-cultivation and disdain to grab the head.

Lu Hua thought flawlessly about these pinks and blacks. He adjusted his breath slightly, and suddenly he thought of something, his expression changed greatly: "Don't be careless, the repairing power of this demon's body is different from ordinary people, don't help it!"

Ning Zixu deliberately made a naive and dull look, and said with a very reserved and deliberately stupid expression: "Lord Lu Ling, don't worry, this person's heart is already broken, what else?"

I believe in myself, and leadership authority is not easy to question.

Of course Ning Zixu was not so stupid, of course he did it deliberately. Ning Zixu also knew exactly how much energy the assassin had in his own hands.

This Xueyi Jianxiu may not have stepped into the realm of immortals, but he has a very special ability. That is, no matter how many injuries he suffered, he could heal on his own, and healed very quickly. Such characteristics make this assassin almost invincible in battle!

Ning Zixu is a scheming person. Under the eyes of everyone, **** Si accidentally kills his mouth and makes all this logical.

Ning Zixu thought about all of this many times. Then, he must create an excellent assassination opportunity!

He threw Xueyi Jianxiu out. At this moment, Xueyi Jianxiu had no intention of leaving the company for more than ten years, and Que Du overwhelmed his vigilance. The people who stood in front of Si Wuyi and Xueyi Jianxiu were nothing but cannon fodder disciples in the Dan Jixiu stage.

Just like this, just as he wants, let him do the calculations!

Before Ning Zi's words came to an end, the assassin on the ground suddenly stood up again, as if to confirm Lu Hua's judgment, his vitality was extremely strong!

This caused Ning Zixu's heart to raise his throat unconsciously, which was the same as many times. This time, he, the Immortal Head of the Profound Palace, was going to be safe again.

However, at this time, a sharp sword light was born, and it was also like this.

Xiguang, who had been standing quietly on the side, suddenly swept out like this when the scene was about to lose control.

He is like a quiet guardian, usually silent and lacking a sense of presence, and does not fight for the limelight. But when it's critical, Xiguang will step forward and eliminate all these demons.

And such a man is always easy to give others a sense of security.

At this time, the Heavenly Kuangjian was unsheathed for the third time today.

When Lu Hua watched it, he couldn't help but sigh. No matter how evil the assassin is, he is naturally not afraid. It's just that now, Xiguang's remnant blood, I'm afraid it will be traumatized again.

The surging sword energy, swept out in this way, swept like this, like a particularly magnificent Changhong.

And such an amazing sword light is also a miracle that Human Race monks have not seen for many years. The last person to set foot in this realm was Human Sword Saint Luo Xuefeng. It's just that this overhaul has disappeared since he fought the Dao Demon War, and there is no sign of him. Some people even speculated that this human race's number one strong man had already died, his skeleton turned into a world, and Kyushu couldn't find him any more sword intent.

Today's sword light is coming again, after all, it still sets off that Ning Zixu is nothing.

That Xueyi Jianxiu was also submerged in such a brilliance, swallowed by the surging sword light. Even his body, like a light feather, fluttered and fell gently like this. When he fell on the ground, a lot of sword energy was added to his body. This kind of sword aura continued to tear and deepen the opponent's injury, like a living thing, quickly spreading damage in the opponent's body. Even though the opponent has the ability to constantly repair his body, his body is constantly torn and recreated by such sword energy.

The sword energy of this world could have survived for a long time. Just like in Lu Hua's body, the sword energy left by the six Brahma Gods that year was still a stubborn illness of Lu Hua. Even though it has been thousands of years, it may not be treated well.

Now this Xueyi Jianxiu was obviously tortured by these similar methods. Those sword auras poured into his body, spread so arrogantly, as if they were about to swallow the other side. Of course, there was no sympathy for the monks present. Since this person's body is so bizarre, it would be logical to ruin it.

If they don't treat each other like this, then this Xueyi Jianxiu might attack again.

The bell in Ning Zixu's hand trembled lightly, and suddenly it turned into tens of thousands of pieces. This bell is remotely connected with the three thick needles in Xueyijian's skull, and can control its behavior. Now that the bell is broken, Ning Zixu has no more constraints. This person was originally a very useful chess piece for Ning Zixu, but this chess piece has now been completely abandoned.

Taking another arm away, Ning Zixu's heart trembles unconsciously, and only feels that the thing that was tightly held in his hand is fast passing through his fingers like quicksand.

This bell is broken, of course the pot is hopeless. Xiguangjian aura is vertical and horizontal, injected into Xueyijian's slim body, continuously damaging the opponent's body. This bell and Xueyi Jianxiu echoed far away, and was shattered by this induction.

This is the realm of immortals!

Xiguang is like a real fairy, high above, like snow and fog.

With a series of Qingyue sword chants, Xiguang has already returned the sword into its sheath, and the long blade is lightly hidden in the sheath.

Ning Zixu and the monks on the scene maintained the same emotional consistency, and their cheeks flowed a little bit of joy and hate. However, his heart is also cold to the end.

I was born when Ning Zixu was in the worst mood, but she thought of a sweet woman's voice: "Although this demon can't kill, it can't be done with any evil magic. In this world, there is no way to really kill it. Yes. Take him to Quedu, do some research, and you will definitely be able to develop a method to kill him."

Chu Wanying's words are always the most unbelievable. Every word she said was trampled on Ning Zixu's heart.

She spoke quickly, and already took advantage of the trend to stamp the seal of Quidu on this Xueyi Jianxiu.

It's just that since this person is controlled by Xiguang, then others have no room for words.

Everyone saw this Xueyijian repairing power just now. Even the Immortal Head of the Profound Palace and the Spirit Lord of Quito could not stop him from joining forces. Such a peerless murderer, even if he is subdued by Xiguang, others dare not approach him.

Then at this moment, a graceful figure had already arrived in front of the other party.

Chu Wanying stared at the figure in front of her eyes, her pupils filled with coolness. This Xueyi Jianxiu was the original assassin. In Chu Wanying's dream, she always dreamed of all kinds of things that day. The sword of Zhu Xin was accompanied by the pain of splitting the soul. It's just that she is a person of firm-mindedness. At this moment, she can be calm and calm, even aware of something very suspicious of this matter.

The Xueyijian's self-cultivation body trembled slightly on the ground, as if every inch of his skin was struggling. His strange pair of white pupils seemed to have a strange warfare intent, and he would never give up until the end. If it weren't for the light sword aura circulating in his body continuously, perhaps he had already turned into a murderous weapon.

He is like a volcano ready to go, given a little chance, it can erupt with shocking heat, full of terrible danger. However, at this moment, Chu Wanying gently knelt down beside him, and stretched out her palm.

Ning Zixu was like falling into the ice cellar. He watched openly, and Chu Wanying reached out and took out the golden needle in the opponent's skull.

When everyone saw the golden light flashing between Chu Wanying's fingers, they all felt shocked.

I didn't expect these fierce creatures to be other people's living puppets. Even more people don't realize the length of the story. At this moment, Kuidu has recovered this murderous creature, does it mean to use it?

If he were an individual monk, he would naturally hear it in amazement, and the legal principles would not tolerate it. But if such monsters are shameless, it is not impossible.

Hearing that Chu Lingzhu's body is weak, could it be this kind of idea?

Chu Wanying didn't know the thoughts of others. She took out the handkerchief and gently wrapped the three golden needles that she took out, preparing to do research later.

After the three golden needles were removed, that Xueyi Jianxiu suddenly lost all his hostility.

He fell silent all at once, and turned from the angry fire to calm water. The pair of white pupils didn't seem to be so hollow, they seemed to have a slight look.

Chu Wanying: "You have been manipulated to kill you all these years. Whose order is it? You are so controlled by others, you won't be willing to come."

Thousands of years ago, who made you kill "me".

This secret, in fact, Chu Wanying's heart is also faintly clues. She was actually very angry in her heart and hated the heroine's perspective in the original book even more. In the original book, in Chu Yuwei's eyes, Chu Wanying was willing to block the sword because he loved Ningzi's emptiness, and what happened back then was just an accident.

But after all, she was still caught up in the original book.

It was not an accident, it was not an accident at all. If the Human Race and the Demon Race signed a peace agreement, then what opportunity does Ning Zixu have for revenge? He naturally needs an opportunity to let this hatred continue and this war to continue. As for how many people would die because of this, Ning Zixu wouldn't care at all.

Well, this matter naturally also has the best opportunity. So Chu Wanying, the princess of the East China Sea, who was in the limelight at the time and had a good reputation, was the best choice.

This assassin had no intention of acting as an assassin at this moment, not just to cover up that ugly conspiracy for Ningzi.

Ning Zixu felt a cold heart, and subconsciously clenched his palms, and a ray of pain came through.

If this person is allowed to confide in a few words, he, the Immortal Head of the Profound Palace, will become a target of public criticism.

However, Ning Zixu was not so easy to admit his fate. His mind turned, the other party was just a devil, and any words were nothing but slander and insult.

The devil is cunning, and what he says is not enough to believe.

But Xueyi Jianxiu didn't confide half a word, his face was dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Although his pupils are no longer as godless as before, they seem to be in a trance.

The beautiful shadow of Chu Wanying reflected in the other's pupils in this way. This woman was the target Xueyi Jianxiu wanted to kill thousands of years ago. The other party stared at Chu Wanying in a daze. For a long time, his lips moved: "Kill, kill Chu Wanying."

That kind of voice penetrated into Chu Wanying's ears, and suddenly a sigh of pain was rolled back in this way.

Chu Wanying forcibly endured such pain, stood up slowly, and gently patted the dust off her knees.

This person couldn't ask anything. If it weren't for the opponent's amazing resilience, perhaps killing him would be the best choice.

Somehow, when Chu Wanying touched those pupils, there was always a sense of inexplicable fear.

Perhaps it was because the last term Chu Wanying died in the hands of this Xueyi Jianxiu after all.

Ning Zi humbly loosened his head slightly, but still tightened his body.

He gritted his teeth and watched Monk Quidu cast aside his terror and pressed Xueyi Jianxiu down. Quito has a lot of methods, maybe it can't tell what it can be.

Of course, these are not the top priority now.

Chu Wanying didn't stop doing things for a moment. She raised her head slightly, and said crisply: "Si Wuyi, by now, you have become an abandoned son. Why did you come out of Yinshan Mountain?"

Others thought that what Chu Wanying said was the devil's unintentional abandonment of Si. Only Ning Zi knew how humbly she was. This woman's words signaled that Si had no intentions and that the assassin was clearly brought by herself.

Chu Wanying is very likely to know her secret.

Back then, Baili Nie lurked in Yinshan Mountain, and he was very unwilling to trust him. Although Si Wuyi didn't make it clear, even with a few words, Bai Linie had already guessed the secret. And those monks in Quebec actually shut their ex-wife and Baili Nie together again.

Ning Zixu was in danger one after another, unavoidably frustrated.

Up to now, with Ning Zixu's mind, it is unavoidable to be upset. Especially at this moment, he did not look at the expression on Si's unintentional face.

A person like him, even though he was so cruel, couldn't look at the disappointment and resentment on the other side's face.

After all, Si Wuyi was quite right to him, and had nothing to say to him, the young master.

He can like Chu Yuwei, which shows that Ning Zixu is also emotional after all. But in Ning Zixu's life, he never put a thing more important than himself.

Secretary has no intention of being loyal and loyal, but he is also a strong man. He regarded death as home, but he would not betray himself at all. But even like this, Ning Zixu still has no sense of security, and would rather send an assassin to kill Si Wuyi to be at ease.

Of course, at this moment, since Si Wuyi didn't die, what would he think?

The question Chu Wanying asked was actually something that the human monks present wanted to know.

The devil is so cruel, of course very hateful. But they haven't been out of Yinshan for many years, so why are they so interested? What is the reason for this?

The Secretary was silent but silent, without saying a word.

Xiguang coughed slightly, and then slowly said: "Si Wuyi, although you are the Yinshan Demon, but your cultivation level and spirit are always admirable. Quito has many methods to interrogate people's hearts. I am afraid I can’t ask anything about you. Therefore, I’ve never thought of sending you to Quebec to be tortured. It’s just that, no matter who you are, you are already regarded as an abandoned son. A person is loyal, although It’s a good thing, but you have to look at who your loyalty is. In other words, that person doesn’t believe in your loyalty."

Although all the human monks present hated the demons, the monks advocated power. The Secretary has no intention of being astonishing, and hopes to praise a few words, and there is no fault.

It's just what Xiguang said, but it can't help but feel terrifying.

Si Wuyi is already the head of the Yinshan demon, and now Yinshan has no demon master, then who is the head of the demon to take orders?

At this moment, these words inevitably made Ning Zi humbly frightened.

He always betrayed others, but could not tolerate others betraying him. Human beings are inherently double-labeled and selfish. He remembered that when he was a child, he fled with Si Wu intends. The heaviest injury that Si didn't intend to suffer was to act as a sword for him. At that time, the Secretary almost didn't make it by accident. Since childhood, Si Wuyi has been his demon slave, and has always given up his life for him.

It's the same now, right? Secretary had no intention and would not betray him.

For a long time, Secretary didn't say anything without intention.

This terrible demon, as if turned into a stone statue, will be silent until the sky is old. For a while, everyone was in a daze, feeling that he would never seem to be able to speak.

Unexpectedly, Si Wuyi finally spoke slowly: "If you are willing to believe this kind of loyalty, then it will have it. If you don't want to believe it, naturally there will be none. People who are willing to believe are because believing can make him and let him I feel better."

His voice is dry, and as a person who has always been taciturn, his tone is naturally unpleasant.

Si had no intention of saying something like this, so he naturally told Ning Zixu.

It's just that when he said something like this, he didn't even look at Ning Zixu.

Ning Zixu was a little ashamed, but at this moment, the most true feeling in his heart was that he was safe again.

Even though Si had no intention of being a demon, if he testified at this moment, many people would actually believe it. Fortunately, in any case, Secretary did not intend to betray him after all.

Xiguang sighed softly: "If this is the case, there is no need to ask you to humiliate you anymore. Ning Immortal Head, this demon is extremely sinful, and he has harmed the former Immortal Head of the Profound Palace, and Kui is inconvenient to replace him. His head should be now. The head of Xuanfu was cut."

Others felt that Xiguang was gentle and pressed the post, taking into account the mood of the Xuanfu disciple.

However, Ning Zixu woke up like a dream, as a cruel person like him, after all, there are things that he can't stand.

His heart dripped blood, but he didn't show any uncomfortable appearance. Instead, he showed eagerness and nodded gently.

Xiguang leaned slightly and let it aside.

In full view, Ning Zixu was inconvenient to refuse, and there was no excuse to refuse.

The last immortal head died in the hands of this demon, then this immortal head should cut this demon under the Liushuang Sword.

In fact, he had long been cruel and determined to get rid of Si Wuyi's mouth. But that was different. The previous killing intent was just a conspiracy, and neither had to do it personally, nor did it have any feelings brewing. Not to mention, a moment ago, Si accidentally said such affectionate words of loyalty. At the time of the murder a moment ago, he hadn't even started the memory killing, had not had time to recall those hours, and he didn't have any ups and downs.

Now Si Wuyi has proved that he is indeed loyal, and he is not at all uncomfortable with Ning Zixu.

But now, Ning Zixu is determined to sacrifice him for his own power, and even kill him with his own hands.

He gently drew out the Flowing Frost Sword, the sword body was like water, like a mirror, which reflected a fierce and despicable face. In front of him was the noble fairy head of the Profound Palace, but reflected in the figure of a despicable villain.

Then Ning Zixu cut his first level with a single sword, simply and neatly.

At this time, Si Wuyi's soul was still alive, and he looked at Ning Zixu in a daze.

Naturally, Ning Zixu couldn't say a word with him, and couldn't communicate with him. It's just that he practiced the Tongxinjing technique privately in order to habitually spy on people's privacy.

At this moment, he ran the technique, drawing out a ray of consciousness that he had inadvertently at this moment.

"You said you want to revive the demon so that the demon can come out of Yinshan, are you sincere?"

After all, Si had no intention of killing so many people for Ning Zixu's "undercover".

This suddenly made Ning Zi float a ridiculous layer of vain, such an excuse, in fact, he never thought that Si Wuyi could still believe it for so many years.

He couldn't go back long ago, and he can't go back anymore.

He suddenly felt that he seemed a bit too much.

Having deceived the honest man for so long, now Si has no intention of separating his body and head, so he's just looking at him. People like him suddenly felt a bit sorry for them.

For so many years, every word of Ning Zixu is false, and every expression is false.

With the spell through the mind, he alone sent a truthful sentence to Si Wuyi: "I lied to you."

What he said over the years is really a big lie. Isn't it fragrant to be the head of an individual clan? With a high position, he can still slap a little sister by the way. Why go to Yinshan, be the head of a demon, eat soil in that harsh environment, and fight Kyushu with slogans. Now the monks in Kyushu must respectfully call him Ningxian.

If a good person doesn't do it, why should he be a demon?

This answer may not be so unexpected to the Secretary.

In the final analysis, the most deceptive lie is nothing more than a lie that is willing to believe. After all, it is nothing more than self-deception.

Two lines of hot blood and tears flowed down the demon's eyes like this.

Ning Zixu made up another sword and cut his eyebrows to shatter his soul.