He would say such words by the lotus pond, and show such nostalgic and infatuated eyes... Maybe, maybe he has found a woman who is truly like his beloved Lian'er!
"Little Yuan Bao'er, don't believe what you hear, don't believe what you see, believe in your own heart..."
Zhuo Bingshan's voice came out from another corner of her heart, gradually calming her restless mood.
Zhuo Bingshan is right...she will not believe what she sees or what she hears. She believes in him, his favor for her, and his love for her. It is not false, nor is it reflected in the mirror.
moon!
She took a deep breath, showed a relieved smile to the demon, and said slowly and solemnly: "Since you are in love, how can you care about whether your efforts will be rewarded? Although sometimes, the process of love is very hard, but many people are happy with it.
, because they at least know the taste of love..."
At this point, the corners of her lips curled up into a slightly mocking smile, looking into the demon's dazzled eyes, she continued slowly: "But you... don't understand people's hearts, and you don't understand what love is! Living so lonely,
You have killed countless living beings, how can you be happy like this?"
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at her quietly for a long time, with anger and hatred burning in his eyes. He grabbed her shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to crush her at any moment...
But he struggled for a long time, and finally did not do so. He just raised his head and laughed wildly for a long time, then lowered his head and looked at her, and said word by word: "I am a demon... Whoever I want to kill, whoever I want to save, I can do whatever I want."
!The whole world is under my control, and I will kill anyone I don’t like. Who can do anything to me?”
"Everything in the world can defeat something... The devil is as high as one foot, and the Tao is as high as ten feet! Although you are powerful, there are things that can defeat you, and this world is not under your control..." Jin Yuan responded to him coldly.
, not caring about the strong anger radiating from his body
"Do you think Po Jun can really defeat me?" He sneered and waved his hand lightly not far away. The water droplets were held in his palm and instantly formed an icicle.
"Thousands of years ago, we had a fight, but both sides suffered losses... But this time, I will never let him go!"
After he said that, he applied a little force, and the icicle made a loud sound and was crushed by him.
"Just like this ice, it looks beautiful, but it's actually useless!"