Heart-Throb, She Is a Fallen Witch

Reading demining: Semi-filmic body, the male protagonist and important male supporting actor Quan Jie The good guy in the early stage, the really evil heroine in the later stage, all the members went crazy and criticized single arrows. There is no female competition, the ultimate Shura field contains a large number of Ningnu. Female Wire Wire's Freedom of Love and Friendship Testimonial, Three Views Early Warning "Save... Sister, go save your... Sister!" The blood-stained silk and broken last words before her mother's death became Verika's eternal nightmare. She was once the most dazzling thunder genius in the Sesselan family. She was supposed to form a knighthood with her best friends and become a legend on the mainland. But when the village burned down, his mother died tragically, and his sister was kidnapped. , Faced with an unacceptable fate, she could only chop up her future with her own hands, take refuge with the Demon King in place of her sister, and become the most hated betrayer. She did not dare to face her friend's broken and angry words, and her grandfather's disappointed and sad look. She could only bury her face with tears in the chest of the only bard who followed her, and murmured brokenly: "Don't leave me, I only have you." She was planned for many years by her former schoolmate and the newly appointed emperor, and was arrested with the power of the whole country. Her blood-stained hands were reflected in front of the Judgment Mirror that recalled memories. Countless people who hated her to the bone got the answers they once dreamed of and saw the suffocating truth. But under the judgment seat, no one repented. No one had ever believed that she was really willing to surrender to the Demon King. They just hated her too much and didn't say anything. They just wanted to share the burden with her too much. No matter what the cost, they didn't want to be pushed away by her. Years of hatred collapsed when he saw her, and those venomous thorns were like unspoken love growing wildly over time. "If this is your mission." She saw the pained look on her old friend's face and the flash of silver light. "Even if you kill me now, history will only record you as my widow." The aloof new emperor ignored the sword on his neck and looked at her quietly with his ocher eyes. "Why don't you look at me? I can be whatever you like. Obviously... It's me who is by your side now." The naughty devil shed tears unconsciously. He knelt on the ground and tightly grasped the skirt of the person in front of him, looking up at her with a painful but stubborn expression. The Demon King on the high seat smiled happily, but his eyes were particularly sinister: "I underestimated you, Verika." You are the aspiration of countless people, and you are also the bright moon for countless people, but if there is an exception to the bright moon. Hush, please hide this secret and don't be discovered by the group of evil wolves with hidden minions. Intention: Love is salvation rather than judgment