What Bad Intentions Can a Foodie Devil Have?

Multiple worlds merge, and a mysterious game arrives. Wang Xi, who was ruthlessly selected, could only give up his long-term meal ticket at Jiulitun Mental Hospital, hold the Devil's Tarot Cards, and join the vigorous game army. "Hello, fellow players, I am the owner of the Demon Card, Wang Xi, who has been practicing for two and a half years. I like to sleep, be beautiful, and create souls." "Some people always say that I am unreasonable. Let me clarify here, even devils are unreasonable." "Eating pork in front of Oink, performing high jumps in front of the undead, giving Constantine a day trip to hell, taking out a dung fork to the demon hunter, beating up the black dragon with the black dragon annihilation knife. Just pick the lame guy and kick him, and hit the bald man on the forehead. After all, it is our duty as demons to do bad things!" Traveling across the heavens, traveling in many forms. Wang Xi pulled the world of the heavens and stepped on the accelerator in the direction of the collapse of the screen, embarking on the road to infinite becoming stronger in the game of life and death.