Self-cultivation

Ye Jin stood on the sea of ​​Mochou in the demon world, like a dead leaf floating on the sea, seeming to be in trance, feeling enlightened.

"My lord, when will we be able to attack the Lanjue Realm? This subordinate can't wait to use the blood of those dignified immortal cultivators to pay homage. This is a shame that only blood can wash away." Bai Linyue's eyes revealed a few Very bloody, her inner demons have long been deeply rooted in her heart, but she has never cared about it.She is a fellow of the demon king, a little fox.

That year, her elder brother and sister taught her to hate with blood.You have not learned to love, you have learned to hate.

That year, her brother and sister hid her and fixed her to prevent her from coming out.In the end, she witnessed the tragedy with her own eyes.

Flesh is deeply cast.How much hate?

Hate never dies.

"Linyue, don't worry, it's coming soon."

There is a gentleness that charms the living beings in the icy pupils, and the big peach blossom eyes are even more charming.Bing's hair grows to the bare feet, small nose, mouth, and ears that want to be licked: it fits people's description of a vixen, although he is not interested in scholars.