You kill me with your own hands every time, don't you hate me? "
The blood on Jiang Yun's palm was still wet, and madness surged in his eyes: "When you hate me to the extreme, all that remains is the love that is engraved into your soul. "
We should observe that loving-kindness is born to be disgusted with the body of life for thousands of kalpas, and there are thousands of ways to die.
Nine thousand enemies came after him, swung their swords and cut off his life, and the next second they fell into his dying beauty.
One night at the mass grave, the prince Jiang Yun, who had lost his longevity, was bound to the throne, and the thousand-year debt of abuse between the demon hunter and the ancient demon in his previous life was revealed.
Master Chiyu collects corpses every day and resurrects against the will of heaven;
The neat-obsessed genius beheaded him a hundred times, and his Taoist mind was destroyed by just one thought.
Everyone gave everything they had, but they couldn't keep him from wanting to die.
When the prince dies, only BE will be left in this bloody obsession.
