There is no devil in the world, it is all forced by the human heart.
One wrong step, one wrong step after another, the barrier will be destroyed, the demonic soul will be released, and the people will be harmed.
Infatuation always breaks into beads, obsession finally disappears, and we are strangers when we meet.
Who does everything start from and who does it end from?
In the competition between phoenix and phoenix, who is better?
When the abyss is opened, all things will be extinguished
Does hatred really make a person feel alien to himself?