If You Wish It, Then I Am a Demon

The moon reflected in the pool is the moon in the sky; the person before me is the one in my heart. Even these radiant peach blossoms cannot compare to your smiling glance. Nuo'er, will you stay by my side for the rest of my life? May I find one heart to call my own, and stay together with them until our hair turns white. I'm sorry. I lied to you. I'm not a cultivator of your human race. I'm a fox. Don't be afraid. I'll protect you. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you. Ten miles of crimson, ten thousand miles of rosy clouds. The fish sinks into the depths of the pool, the moon disappears into the clouds, all because we have become one. You... are a demon. If that's what your heart desires, if that's what you wish, then I will be a demon. But what about all living beings... I ask you only this: all living beings, or me? The blood running along the edge of the sword burned Feng Miao's heart like molten lava, and finally shattered the last vestige of hope in Xuan Gu's heart. Reborn, Xuan Gu became a demon from the depths of hell, slaughtering all living beings and killing cultivators, yet his heart still held on to that white figure. If we could begin again, in ten miles of red wedding finery and phoenix coronets, you would run only to me.