Fellow Taoist, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Really Not a Demon!

[Leziwen Warning! At the beginning, the inner demon of the great emperor, decisive killing, extremely old 6, no female protagonist] What? The empress wants to dig up the bones of her own grandson, and even sends the prince to the demon clan for marriage? Ke Ji had a look on his face as if he hated iron for not becoming steel: "Doesn't this stop her whole family from waiting for the Chinese New Year? What does it mean to practice the Taishang's Art of Forgetting Love without getting angry? Are you illiterate? Read it with me! This is called the Art of Forgetting Love!" "Also, what is inner demon? I don't accept your title!" "From now on, you have to call me Senior Xinshen!" Emperor Wangqing: "But I've only heard of the inner demon, not the mind?" Ke Ji swallowed the emperor's soul in one gulp and refined it instantly, with black smoke rising from his body: "Jie, Jie, Jie, if there are inner demons, of course there will be a mind! The inner demons hinder your practice, but the mind is there to help you practice!" "It's all because your efforts moved God, and I came to help you practice!" The Forgetful Emperor: "No, Gomen! You occupy my body and you want to help me practice?" "Forget it!" "Why do they still call me the Heartless Demon Lord?!" "Are you really a mind? Are you really here to help me practice?!" Ke Ji smiled crookedly: "It's guaranteed!"