A strange smile appeared on the corner of ziluo's mouth: "you don't understand."

"I don't understand?" The demons were so angry that they laughed back. How many mendicants, immortals and Demons had he killed since his debut? He had forgotten. How could he not understand the world? If he did not understand, how many people would not understand the world? A little demon dared to speak with him in such a tone face to face. He didn't send her to the West sky with one hand. He gave Ye Tian face very much.

ziluo's voice was very gentle, even the wind was warm, and he said: "I like him, even...