When she snapped her slender neck, why was there a trace of relief amidst the pain on her face?
Why? Why? Why? Why!!!!
"You are talking nonsense... You are talking nonsense! You are trying to mess with my mind! You despicable man!"
The pig demon was drenched in cold sweat, the deepest love, the most painful hatred, the sweetest hope, the bleakest disappointment, never for others, but for oneself.
That extremely terrifying thought infinitely expanded in his heart.
A lone remaining arm was painfully holding his head, his whole body shivering with agony.
He squatted powerlessly, closed his eyes, letting the tears flow freely.
Baili An took a deep breath, slowly turned his head to look at the man in the black robe, feeling this person was even more terrifying than a devil.
So adept at manipulating and deceiving hearts, scheming with meticulous precision at every step.
