"Ah!" Xiao Mo'er woke up.
That bone-shaving pain penetrated to the very soul.
Even if I weren't her, I could still feel her final despair and sadness.
She looked at him with a seemingly deep expression.
The eyes she met were incredibly beautiful, but they held only coldness and disgust—a disgust ingrained in her very bones. She couldn't be bothered to look at them a second time.
You could tell from his eyes that he didn't like her.
Not only did he dislike her, he also wished for her death.
Those were eyes filled with utter hatred.
"Why?
Was he her lover?
Why kill her?
No one could tell Xiao Mo'er the answer.
But this woman is a female war goddess with profound cultivation; she could not possibly be unknown in the upper realm.
If she were to investigate, she should be able to find out.
When Demon Lord Chi Yue emerged from the pool, he encountered his son Yuan Yuan.
Seeing his unbearable expression, Yuan Yuan couldn't help but rub her forehead, feeling... that he was about to have a younger brother and sister again.
Don't these two have anything else to do besides these things?
You are people who will live for millions of years.
At this rate, he won't... have a hundred younger brothers and sisters!
Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
"Father, the Hundred Flowers Festival is about to begin, let's go!"
Demon Lord Chi Yue nodded and said, "Alright."
However, you... young lady, you're in that little world, aren't you?
Yuan Yuan's lips twitched when she heard the girl's voice, and she thought to herself, "Whatever makes you happy."
So you just won't admit it?
This is fun to play.
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