In the main hall of the sect, the blind man was framed by the devil. All the elders in the hall looked on coldly, and no one defended him. In despair, he suddenly raised his hand and cut out his own heart - the red heart was beating in the palm of his hand, shocking everyone. That night, he dragged his body to the cliff at the back of the mountain and jumped down. The strong wind swept away the last trace of the sect's bonds. When he opened his eyes again, he had been rescued by a mysterious man. The broken eyes regained their cold light, and the pain of heartbreak and the desolation of the sect were unforgettable. From then on, there were no more docile disciples in the world, only vengeful souls left, vowing to make the framers and bystanders pay with their blood one by one.
Reader comments
The main character is not particularly indecisive. Although he is possessed by a demon, he still retains a trace of humanity, showing the complexity of human emotions. He kills when he says it and will 100% not be influenced, but he also knows how to hold back his words.
Stealing someone else's property, blocking the watermark, and returning it piece by piece, the experience is extremely bad.
The main character is not particularly indecisive. Although he is possessed by a demon, he still retains a trace of humanity, showing the complexity of human emotions. He kills when he says it and will 100% not be influenced, but he also knows how to hold back his words.
Stealing someone else's property, blocking the watermark, and returning it piece by piece, the experience is extremely bad.