After transmigrating to a Xianxia world, he lived a fulfilling life for five hundred years.
He established a sect and became an Immortal.
He fought against the Great Sage of the demon r...
Why would the Sima family be forced to sacrifice a direct descendant of their clan?
It wasn't because the woman was particularly beautiful, but because he liked the feeling.
How should I put it?
The demon saint who stands in this fixed position always has strange quirks.
This sacrifice was very important to the Sima family, but to him it was just a farce for entertainment.
The Southern Demon Saint paced slowly, deliberately increasing the volume of his footsteps to amplify the sense of oppression.
He enjoys watching his prey panic.
She walked to the edge of the platform, lifted the red veil, and then slowly walked up.
In the center of the platform was a person wearing a pale yellow dress, who appeared to be a woman.
The man sat half-side down on the ground, his face turned towards the ground, showing contempt for his appearance and even more so for his expression.
Aside from his flat chest, his figure is passable; I just don't know what his face looks like.
The Southern Demon Saint thought to himself.
Then the Southern Demon Saint smiled again and slowly walked to the woman's side.
"Raise your head and let me see you."
The Southern Demon Saint stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the woman.
Generally speaking, if someone becomes a sacrifice to a demon saint, they would be so terrified that they would be unable to utter a word.
But as a demon saint, he simply enjoyed using this method to toy with his prey.
However, the prey's reaction was somewhat different this time.
Then the woman with her head down actually spoke.
"Your Majesty, since you have said so, then I will do it."
After saying that, the voice paused, then continued, "However, I hope you won't regret it after you see my face..."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, the Southern Demon Saint felt a sense of foreboding.
The person in the pale yellow dress slowly raised their head, revealing their face.
Upon seeing this face, the Southern Demon Saint's aura faltered, his pupils contracted, and he forced out two words.
"Wu Er..."
That's right, the person in the pale yellow dress is not Sima Jingshan, but Wu Er!
Then Wu Er, dressed as a woman, smiled and said, "Oh, it's been a long time!"