Chapter 1463 Don't Love Jiangshan and Love Beauty (33)

"Yunsi, Yunsi, you have been so smart all your life, why did you get carried away by this so-called love?"

"He is a god, the most hypocritical, ruthless, and indifferent **** in the temple."

"We all know what kind of **** he is, why can't you understand?"

The Lord Demon Emperor waved his hand, and the magic mirror rolled and appeared surrounded by black mist.

Floating in mid-air, appearing in the sight of the flower demon on the other side, he laughed sarcastically, extremely sarcastic.

"Do you know how he treats us despicable demons and demons?"

"Yunsi, Yunsi, he has never put us in his eyes. In his heart, we are the most inferior and humble existences, who can be killed at will. Do you know this?"

The image of the magic mirror slowly unfolds.

The beauty flower sitting on the dead bone seat, her beautiful and charming eyes are slightly narrowed, and she is watching.

The blood that filled the sky soaked all the land.

Flesh and blood splattered and landed on the bright white and tender peach blossoms, as if they were also contaminated by the temperature of the blood, steaming.

Screaming screams, one after another.

The bones were all over the ground, like ants, turned into ashes, and turned into fertilizer for the peach tree.

The peach leaves are dense and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Here grows vigorously and full of aura.

The peach tree frantically absorbed the nourishment of the demon, and frantically squeezed the dying demon dry.

How many domineering and flaming demons are here, like wriggling worms, struggling to crawl away with their last breath.

But. Can't crawl away at all.

There are peach trees everywhere, and there are sharp peach leaves everywhere.

The peach leaves were cut raw on their faces and bodies, as if their last layer of vitality had been cut, and the demonic power leaked out continuously.

Continuously flow out, flow into the peach blossom tree, and become the favorite fertilizer of the peach blossom tree.

cry, beg, beg for mercy

The humble demon cried bitterly, begging for mercy.

Humble posture, pitiful like a dog wagging its tail.

However, amidst the blood-red sky, that beautiful snow-white figure stood there, just smiling and looking at all this gently, without saying anything.

Even, the warm and white fingers did not move.

The beauty of the peerless beauty, with her hands and feet raised, there are countless beauty and warmth.

Even the blood was all over the ground, splashing all over the peach trees.

His body was not stained with any other half-bad colors.

Nothing can stain his pure white, he is a high god, the most pure and flawless lotus on the mountain top.

Smiling gently like this, watching the bits and pieces of wreckage and bones disappear under the absorption of the peach tree, there seems to be a sigh of compassion.

Sigh, these poor lives.

The picture is still continuing, spreading continuously.

Upon closer inspection, you will find that this peach grove has lost its original color.

Soil, trunks, branches and leaves, petals. All of them are bright red.

Crying, mournful, and humble as a dog.

These will dye the peach forest red, so red that it is gorgeous, and there is no trace of impurities.

The sun shines on this red peach grove, and the warm and bright colors can't change it by half.

When the golden sun fell on the red-to-black land, it seemed to turn into a bitingly cold red.

Mixed with endless poor lives, they disappeared in mid-air, vanishing into ashes.

And that snow-white figure, as if admiring some beautiful scenery, smiled and looked at it gently.

Muttered in his mouth: "It's really beautiful"

(end of this chapter)