Do All the Children of Destiny Love Me? but I Am the Villain!

(Career is the main thing, emotion is the supplement) The demon clan was destroyed, and Fan Huan, the demon saint, was the only survivor. Bearing a blood feud, he vowed to avenge his clan. Losing everything and starting from scratch, she not only wants to become stronger, but also uses clues to find the person who once had a blood feud. Through step-by-step growth, Fan Huan discovered that the truth of the world was far more than that, and that the destruction of the ethnic group had a huge secret. —————————— White clothes push open the door, shoulders covered with snow Rivers and lakes are wordless and smokeless nights one The golden eyes burn away the old mountains and rivers Looking back, my face suddenly shines The blood of three thousand stars in the shadow It turns out that heaven and earth have the same origin Two Asking about the sword often doubts that the sword is not a sword Only when you look for people do you realize that they are not human beings The door of Guixu is broken and rusted It's dusk inside and outside the door three The magic pattern corrodes the bones and does not cross the spring The star's throat is silent Once threw a silver bell into the blue sea The sound of the tide rusts into a bronze sound Four The boy in the boat smiled and pointed at the moon Twelve marks in the southeast of the moon crack The Tao is that reincarnation has not been exhausted Leave the remaining pages to be swallowed by you five Suddenly a plum blossom breaks my left sleeve Only then did we know that this body is filled with cold warmth Two lines of dark and light prints on the snow A row of fireworks and a row of souls six The green shirt soaked in blood will eventually turn white Both grudges and grudges belong to the person holding the lamp And divide into half a bowl of frozen river moon Everyone walks alone according to the future seven If you see the place where the sky weeps That's because the monument to the gods has not yet been erected The sword box collects all the wind and thunder words Just say "I recognize it" eight The old city collapsed into rouge soil New snow covers the letterless paper If you want to ask where you are coming from, the wind will cut you off. The vastness still refers to the coldest day ——Fan Huan