Elisa sneered, "I'll kill them all."
Zhao Xi lowered her eyes, flipped over the kebabs, and remained silent.
Elisa: "Am I particularly vicious?"
Zhao Xi wanted to shake her head.
Elisa hadn't spoken for a long time, and finally someone came to chat with her and share her feelings. The person took out a magical artifact, pressed it against Elisa's neck, and insisted that she make a statement.
Zhao Xi wanted to sigh softly: "You're not malicious, you're just seriously ill."
Elisa gritted her teeth, her exposed skin faintly red, but she didn't notice anything amiss: "What do you mean by 'seriously ill'? Is it my fault that I'm being treated like this?!"
Zhao Xi wanted to look at her quietly, so he took a deep breath and looked up at the rain clouds: "The sun and moon take turns in the sky, and there are times when the whole sky is dark. Even mortals have their low points, let alone those who cultivate immortality over long periods of time..."
"The world treats me with darkness, and of course I can wallow in it. But I am still alive, and I would rather that the days without God's protection be compressed into these few days, so that the gloom will not affect the many happy days I have."
"So you're just sick, sick enough not to be able to let go..."
Elisa listened in a daze, tears of blood streaming down her face.
He subconsciously scratched his exposed skin, easily leaving several cuts.
Bright red blood, tinged with black mist, flowed from the wound.
"What...what did you do to me?! Was it that bowl from earlier..." Her voice became rough and hoarse like an old woman's, and Elisa touched her throat in horror.
Zhao Xi wanted to put the items from the barbecue stall into her ring, and calmly instructed, "Remember to use an umbrella in your next life, and don't get caught in the rain."
Elisa charged at her, baring her teeth and claws, wanting to take her down with her.
In the stagnant pond, a drop of water floated up and pierced the cat demon's forehead.
The beauty's bones were scattered into a pool of blood, and a pale red mist rose up, disappearing in the courtyard in the blink of an eye.
The castle on the entire mountaintop turned into clumps of cat fur, like dandelions, scattered by the wind.
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