"I will never forgive you!" My sister's words wiped out the last bit of hope in her heart.
"You are the Demon King, and I am the Demon Lord. In the end, will you die... Or me?" His voice still echoed in his ears.
"If you want to die, I don't recommend helping you." Zhanxian's sharp point was pointed directly at his throat.
"If possible, I really hope to accompany you to the end of the road to see whether there is a sky full of Qihuayao grass or a bloody hell full of Manzhushahua...