I rolled up my white hair and smiled at Yan Sumiao: "Sumiao, I hate you." He was silent and looked at me with cold eyes. I smiled bitterly. "Yan Sumiao, you really hurt me." If you don't love me, why do you want me to give you my sincerity? In the end, it ended up like this. My head was covered with black hair, and the black hair I was most proud of turned into a head of white hair. I, a great demon lord, have lost all my face for this mortal.
I walked around him and left the bamboo house. Su Miao, I still can't kill you. You are the only person I have loved in the past ten thousand years. I loved you so seriously and unforgettablely, but in the end, you abandoned me. After today, I, Liu Yu Yan, am still the demon lord above ten thousand people. You are just a mortal, Su Miao, and we will have nothing to do with each other.